Don't hurt others' self-esteem is kindness.
4mww2pb.cnOver the glass window, I try to look into the distance. Through the white smoke, no one says sorry, no one cries. How can silence explain all the waiting? How can there be no end? How can the future no matter how the past sincerity can be changed? How can love be allowed to intervene? How can we make it clear who should continue or end the dinner for three people? No one talks. Is there a bright star outside the window I don't know how to say good night to each otherGulls seem to be able to match physics, while apricot flowers are suspicious and anxious.
Yesterday, the next door begged for a new fire, Xiao Chuang Fen and the reading lamp."Lu men Ji Shi" (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Ji Geng Fu recruits love building boat, spring grass green ten thousand fields.Shen Ming is ashamed of the old things, and banquets prevent friends from knowing.
In the Song Dynasty, Cheng Hao acted freely in the grass and green fields, and in the spring, he entered the remote mountains and surrounded byWalk around the cloister and take a rest. Listen to the strings and watch the flowers.
The flowers and the grass grow together, and the warblers fly and the butterflies play together.
4mww2pb.cnThunder startles the world, dragon and snake sting, rain is enough, and the grass and trees in the suburbs are soft.Although the song of parting has come to an end, and the years of touching the dust will soon be gone, I always admit that I love him.
Late at night, like a person quietly thinking, for loneliness and loneliness, as if already destined to be a habit.Melancholy face, pretending a strong smile, vast night, torn heart petals scattered on the ground, want to deeply bury the soul, accumulated love, interpretation of all my eternal, staring into the distance, eyes full of tears, I am independent, thousands of years into frost, lonely night looking up at the sky, write on the earthly section of the heart, time to the plain face with the color of frost, the ring of memory Deeply engraved in the depths of the soul, the ring of you a circle, another circle, stained with the whole space.
Feel the shallow pain of missing, as if, you can stay on the stone road that will not change, then, I go left, you go right.I don't know when, I saw these white gardenia, my restless heart, became very quiet.
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