Tag: 2019上海七宝老街女搬到哪里XZC



[Introduction]: time is always unconsciously, passing in a hurry in the depth of my memory, my heart is always searching, dreams are like maple leaves in autumn, falling down in every corner that can be touched by eyes, holding the imaginary pen, touching the color of love and writing the full call. After dinner, I strolled to the nearby community park. This is a season of parking and sitting in the maple forest night, and Frost leaves are red in February flowers. Entering a colorful world, there are many flowers, plants and trees, rich green, mixed with pink maple leaves. Happiness is the spring of autumn, with ripples; Happiness is the rain of autumn, with natural and unrestrained dancing; Happiness is the fruit of autumn, with fragrance all over the garden; Happiness is the wind of autumn, with light dancing and flying. With the coming of autumn, people in the garden were rare and the night was quiet. I walked to a maple tree whose maple leaves were not completely red. Some were red and some were green, some are half red to half green, which is very interesting. Through the faint light, I picked up a two-tone Maple Leaf. Oh, it was so like a little red hand that was beaten Red by my father after a child made a mistake. There is also a Mulberry beside the maple tree. The mulberry leaves are so green. There are small gears on the edge of the mulberry leaves. Touch them with your hands. How comfortable! Although there are not many leaves left on the tree, I believe it will be full of green shade next year. A birdsong drew my sight to a plane tree. Touch the green Indus leaves with your hands, covered with a layer of white fluff, which is so soft, while the yellow Indus leaves feel hard and crisp, as if a little hard, they can be crushed. I took off a piece of yellow leaves and played with this small golden fan. A burst of autumn wind blew, and threw it away with the wind. There is also a ginkgo tree over there. The leaves look like ancient folding fans. When the wind blows, the fallen leaves fall in a spin. It really looks like a folding fan rain! Looking down, there are still a few fallen ginkgo fruits on the ground. The chrysanthemum fragrance floating nearby involuntarily visited the yellow, red and white clusters of chrysanthemum. The fragrance was strong and refreshing. Time is always unconsciously, passing in a hurry in the depth of my memory, my heart is always constantly searching, dreams are like maple leaves in autumn, falling in every corner that my eyes can reach, hold the pen of fantasy, touch the color of love, and write the call full of heart. Open a Miss casually, the deep memory is always warm words, a silent greeting, without any ending, full of thoughts in the bottom of my heart, with ripples like spring rain. Ah! I was immersed in the colorful ocean of autumn and did not want to leave for a long time. I think deeply, think deeply about life, so rich and colorful! [Responsible editor: Ke Er]] 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…