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[Introduction] I strolled in the endless veranda, looking at the chrysanthemum on the side of the square, elegant and fragrant, with excellent charm under the warm autumn and warm care, especially the intoxicating chrysanthemum fragrance, it pervades my heart, drawing inexplicable spiritual touch and throb. I still remember that I met her in the autumn of that year. Since she loved chrysanthemum very much and knew her, it was also because of her that I had an incomprehensible relationship with chrysanthemum, and chrysanthemum also became my favorite quietly. From then on, I got used to the smell of chrysanthemum. The feeling of strangling me and getting along with her was so wonderful that it was puzzling and hard to relieve. At that time, she really calmed my heart, but I was tempted by the fragrance of flowers in that sentimental late autumn. I got lost and didn’t walk into her mind, wandering alone, wandering for a long time, it was not until the reunion with her today that I suddenly found that my deep love for her was like a flower deeply in love with the soil. I strolled in the endless veranda, looking at the chrysanthemum on the side of the square, elegant and fragrant, with excellent charm under the warm autumn warm and warm care, especially the intoxicating chrysanthemum fragrance, it pervades my heart, drawing inexplicable spiritual touch and throb. It also reminds me of his unique charm, extraordinary charm, obsession with myself and anesthesia of my emotional nerves, A long-lost feeling mixed with the amazing fragrance is like ripples. It turns out that autumn chrysanthemum is still fragrant at that age. I used to have no infatuated waiting and missed others’ waiting in the flower season, it also wasted a beautiful encounter, however, looking back now, are you late on Earth? My heart is wandering, the road is very slim, my sorrowful eyes can’t see through the green fog ahead, my tears are dripping in the autumn wind, and there is never a chance to turn back, it turned out that I left her in a hurry without understanding the person I liked. What a pity. I prefer to lose my memory at this time, but I know it deeply; The autumn chrysanthemum at that age is still fragrant, and the flowers are similar every year, and people are different every year, the dream of this year is the dream that should have been born at that year, and it is also a dream that has not yet been realized. It is exactly this, and now it seems far away, deep and desolate. 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…