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Love Hate

When flowers bloom, they are the most vulnerable. A gust of wind and a shower may shake her red everywhere. If you don’t see those people who are good at cultivating flowers, they always invite them into the house when the flower buds are first released in order to avoid the abuse of wind and rain. Even so, they still need to water and fertilize diligently, that lovely flower will bloom all her hidden beauty happily. The one who loves is the most harsh, because the one who loves is also the weakest, be careful to expose under the sight of the other side, when the dream is handed to the other side, at this moment she has no way to retreat, the lover is heartless, disrespectful, nonfowl and nonfowl may be stuck in the heart, as good as a steel needle, which will deeply hurt the tenderness of the first Moe! Heartache was staged between these two intimate people, while outsiders thought it was so calm. It was not surprising that people who loved always enjoyed the sweetness of love in trifles, at the same time, I also suffered the bitter pain in love. The climate and seasons in the north are distinct, and the unique differences between spring, summer, autumn and winter can always best represent the ice and fire of the emotional world. But as long as the four beautiful seasons finally belong to the new year, as long as the Four Seasons of Love and hate, ups and downs belong to those lovers. Why don’t we feel lucky for the subtle in the Spoony, why don’t we thank the layers of changes in the affection, but what I need to thank most is still the host who loves and hates the Four Seasons ——- the one who needs to love most. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

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Remember

Recalling my childhood, I had Innocence, happiness, freedom and beauty. He didn’t give me the trouble of going to work, the pressure of working, and the burden of my life. I grew up in a beautiful mountain village in my childhood, where I had a lot of memories and happiness, unlike the busyness and invasion in the city nowadays. In the hot summer, we are catching cicadas, and the river in front of the door has our footprints of playing in the water. In the Winding Brook and ditch, we had a journey of catching fish. We moved down the fish net, and then went up to the stream to drive down. As long as the fish entered the net, we collected them fiercely, looking at the few fish in the net, pick up the fish and count them. If we can’t count them, we just count them randomly. After all, how many of them are just unknown. There was also the golden rice. The breeze blew gently. The Rice seemed to understand that their growth was our contribution. Yiyi bent down to show respect to us, as if he said to us secretly that you had worked hard. All the uncles with smiling faces were filled with the joy of harvest. They laughed so hard that the aunt still had a scyck in her hands, the towel hanging around my neck was grabbed and sweat was wiped off from my face. The happy look on my face didn’t feel a little tired, and the child of the same age as me was still running in the field, catch locust, catch duckbill frog, play more excited, look at that Uncle carrying a big bag of rice, excited, don’t feel heavy at all, walking is still light, still jogging, this is the excitement brought by harvest. And on the Hill, the whole hill is covered by green grass, and the hills full of grass become the paradise of cattle, and flocks of cattle slowly enjoy delicious food with their heads lowered. Looking at the proud image of the shepherd boy, he didn’t need to work in the field, but enjoyed himself here. He didn’t expect that cattle herding was so relaxed. He was secretly delighted in his heart, with a full face of joy. He rode on the back of the cattle. But now I am always busy with life and work, but I lose all my happiness. Whenever I stay in this city alone, I will always recall my hometown! Because it has my childhood, because it has all I have [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…