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Cotton Rain

[Introduction] Somehow, I suddenly thought of the fallen leaves and residual flowers all over the ground, and then I thought of the spring sleep without knowing the dawn. I heard birds everywhere. The rain and rain came at night, and I knew how many flowers fell. Poems. The dense rain lasted for nearly half a month, but it didn’t mean to stop. Every time I looked up from under the umbrella, what I saw was the gloomy gray sky without exception. If in the past, next ten days and a half months, what in my heart would only be joy. But now I don’t like listening to the rain any more, watching the rain and getting wet, so I have already wanted to complain after a day or two. Together, when it rains, my mood will be broken. One night when I woke up in the middle of the night, I heard the sound of the rain outside the window, but no matter how hard it was to fall asleep, I just calmed down and listened quietly. The sound of rain knocking on the ground or on the window glass, I didn’t know whether it was because of my mood at that time or myself. I heard it as if something had been torn up, so I decided that the rain was soaked in blood. I really wanted to get up in clothes to see what happened, but I didn’t dare to, so I just listened carefully. Somehow, I suddenly thought of the fallen leaves and flowers all over the ground, and then I thought of the spring sleep without knowing the dawn. I heard birds everywhere, the sound of wind and rain at night, and how many flowers fell. Poems. The heart is like the withered flower, falling into the water and being submerged by the rain, the wet is full of water. Those who accompany me to watch the rain, listen to the rain, get wet in the rain and walk with me in the rain are not around me now. Listening to the rain, thinking about those girls and boys, thinking about the difficulty of meeting again in the future, I felt a burst of wet sadness in my heart. Listening to songs is played randomly. However, the songs seemed to have made an appointment to bully me together, and one song after another was soaked in the sadness like rain. Then I remembered that I liked to listen to such songs, so I had to shake my head and smile bitterly. It is said that there are thoughts in the day, dreams in the night and thoughts in the day, but there is no dream at all. Sitting quietly at the moment, thinking of the rain in my ear, with the wind, I closed my eyes and wanted to sleep. I thought: maybe in this spring sleep, I can see the familiar appearance. [Editor in charge: Yuehua]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…