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The wind

[Introduction]: I will never understand your tenderness. No, I understand now. In nature, all creatures are serving us, and we should love them more. Our life is the same. We want to have too many things. Say hello author. The clock pointed at 18 o’clock, and the figure in a hurry was tired for more than ten hours. The lifeless pale face gave the Earth a rosy answer. Life, live like this. It is wrapped with oxygen all day long and carbon dioxide all day long. Let it free. Riding a car, I feel the car exhaust flying on the road. Rush in front of you and go straight into your body. Don’t give you thinking, don’t give you approval, don’t give you reaction. Overbearing very. The season of early autumn is still spreading the smell of dryness-heat. The wind was so stingy that it even refused to blow away the hot air slightly. Fortunately, there is a car passing through the current wave of air. I gave myself a comfortabl coolness. Really good, the wind is scattered, it is scattered around you, just around you, not to anyone. Really good, the wind is soft, it is soft on your face, just your face, just feel it yourself. Wind, your temperature gives me tenderness, your gentleness gives me calmness, your calmness gives me tolerance, and your tolerance makes me feel humble. Yes, not all of you belong to me. Although I feel you, although I want to lock you and hold you in my arms. Don’t give it to anyone. But when you crossed my face, you slipped away from me again. What is left is your fragrance. Although I was surprised, I hesitated and I was angry. The peace that has just been smoothed by you has caused waves again. I don’t understand why you don’t stay for a while until my heart can contain sand. I don’t understand why you left in a hurry. Don’t let me touch your body any more, let me remember your outline. Just remember. Just remember, can’t you? The car slided into the pit, stumbled and braked sharply. A cold wind blowing. I can’t think of it. Standing in the pit, the Palm sweats and the mind hairs. Intuit happy. At this moment, the sound of the wind in the ear stopped. I know, at this time, the wind has gone, yes, far away. Originally, my idea wanted to possess it. Behind my humble thoughts are more selfish factors. Standing in the pit, I have no choice. I think your softness is always there, just like this moment. I was wrong. Really wrong. You shouldn’t be held tightly or have this kind of groundless thought. It’s not your dryness-heat, you are a little cold, I feel it now. Will it be a little late? Oh, no. What I should have thought of earlier was that my mind didn’t listen to me and I was dragged. But I should struggle, shouldn’t I? The rope lock that can be released by moving. Why don’t I act? Yes, I hope it won’t be late at this time. The breeze gently touched me, thin and slippery. I cried, the content of a day made me unable to write down, and the emotion of a day made me unable to express. I wanted Feng er to understand me, but I gave all the scolding to Feng er. Because, I thought that Feng er didn’t know my grievance, and Feng er didn’t know why I was angry? I poured all my grievances on you and needed your comfort. I feel that I am wrong. My selfishness, my narrowness and my unreasonable giving you too much helplessness. There will even be such an idea that you want to own. Now, I know that you are gentle, your gentleness belongs to everyone, and your tenderness should also be enjoyed by everyone. I will never understand your tenderness. No, I understand now. In nature, all creatures are serving us, and we should love them more. Our life is the same. We want to have too many things. Sometimes, we look for it deliberately, and I can pursue it, even though we know that we may succeed. We ignore the process, means and face. But can I have it? Or can’t we have a little bit? Feng er, please forgive my fault! [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. 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Fall

Late autumn is gradually replaced by the cold winter. The cold wind is crossing the night sky step by step, and there will be no stars or moon, and only ice-like stars are replaced. This is not the winter of winter, no, there will be a feeling of summer. My classmate said that the door in the classroom is not open in such a ghost weather, and the temperature difference inside and outside is tightly closed. I don’t like this winter, lonely Lonely air is close to a state of death. Today, my friend says he is strange. He can see ghosts, just like all science fiction films. Of course, this is not true, when I was bored, I found that I knew one of the two worlds that did not belong to. Someone said that I should not be too pessimistic (my words), but that was closely my words. There wouldn’t be too much in reality, maybe it can be said that time is just like a fallen leaf. It only takes a moment, and there is not much space to think. People who don’t know me say that I am a lonely person, I always sit quietly in my own space and never cross it, wearing two kinds of masks. These are their ignorance of me. I can talk with my close friends about the mess of the sky and the wasteland, now or in the future or another world Beethoven’s sadness my brother said a very sad song. He once heard tears and deep tones. These I am don’t understand. Maybe I don’t have a voice. Music cell I don’t have much feeling for music calligraphy is my favorite. Last night, my dad read the calligraphy of my brother and classmates, and repeatedly appreciated it, but I couldn’t learn my dad’s words all the time, but it’s not very bad that my classmates see my words and say that my words are the same as those printed. They belong to the square one that makes people feel very comfortable. But these, it only appears in textbooks and homework ontheotherhand. I will not put them in my book. There is another different world. I have been imitating my father’s words all the time, he also constantly taught me inexplicable….. The distance between Palm and Palm [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…