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But you are wandering alone at the end of another world. What we once owned has become an unreachable dream in another world. I trembled and trembled like you. I faced a desperate situation in that summer. On that summer morning, people were still sleeping in a stable home. There were sweet dreams, lovers, countless smiles, and you fell from one world to another. I felt it was you. The terrible loneliness of wandering from one city to another has no place to live When holding a collection of poems quietly read silently, the poem “A certain summer” suddenly jumped into the eyes, subconsciously, a familiar pain spread in the body and quickly grew crazily. The heart was split and pierced by this poem, broken and broken! There is a long-lost bitterness, quietly glancing up the eyes, turning into Sour Tears, which can’t avoid …… leaning against the window and looking far away, the sky in early summer is still so blue, just like that year. But at this moment, regardless of the ruthlessness of memory, I opened the dusty but still clear Gate; Closing my eyes, a face was unexpectedly in front of me. Maybe Xia Tailan, who met at the beginning, will make himself unable to let go until now, and even the disabled life in the future. No one knows how many times, on buses, streets, shopping malls, in the vast sea of people, they are always looking for; Looking for a familiar figure that can never be found again; No one knows, how many times, in some kind of illusion, it seems that someone is listening to his own stupid words with a smile in front of him, and never leaves; No one knows, how many times, tell yourself, someone has really left forever and will not come back, but there is still a fluke in his heart; Looking forward to, maybe God, there will be another miracle! Such self-hypnosis is repeated; I don’t know whether in this world, I will die in pain because I love and miss someone? Time passes away and the world changes. What remains unchanged is my infinite attachment to someone and deep recalling. The happiness and sweetness of the past have become pale, gloomy and dilapidated by the cruel hands of God. Love, no matter how beautiful it is, seems so powerless in front of the cruel reality! Only when you have truly loved, hurt, hurt and lost, can you understand the true unforgettable heart. However, when facing love, we are exactly the moth, how can we be willing to turn into ashes without hesitation? In fact, many people in this world are doomed not to be together. And you and I are just one of them. Even if this is a painful thing, it is hard to stop the unkindness of God. However, since we can only face despair in the end, why should we give hope at the beginning? Isn’t this the most disguised cruelty? See Xia Lan again, the beauty and innocence of youth and youth, until now, it has already been gloomy. Love in this life has already ended, and when and where will fate open again? Without your world, where is my horizon? Unforgettable pain and unspeakable scars will never be forgotten! Where I can’t see or hear, or where the pure and noble Angels live in the world; I would rather believe that you are living happily now! I pray: let all cruel scenes end. [Editor in charge]: Man tree 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…