The faint sunshine of the early morning is reflected on your soft face, and the birds are dancing and squeaking by the window, such as solemnly kneeling down and praying to God, the model puppet people, the blue Du of the rolling water, you want to travel far away, I want to leave, you want to sing, I want to rest. Give me the song of the waterfall, I will abandon your posture, come to the pigeon! The tide of the sea, such as the might, the flower Buddha is lifelike, jumping and snuggling, touching and wilting, ha!

Butterfly writes, I'm trying to live, and what does it mean to work hard? The shining star is speechless, the stone is speechless, you are also speechless, I am a monologue. Self-satisfaction is barren, untitled and speechless, just as faith does not exist, and cannot be seen, as faith pleases you!

Bow your head and put your head low, so low that you can't lower and smell the taste of sadness, like an annoying autumn wind, autumn and wind are silent. I was immersed in the dark tree, the tree of life of ten thousand years was intertwined and there was no sunlight, and the dark messenger of the underground pulled my small body to meet the emptiness!

In the afternoon, the sky was white, and a flash of thunder roared! Rolling dark clouds overwhelmed the sky! "Can I Hug You" The little insect of ancient China "It's raining outside like my heart is dripping, it's not easy to love you for so long, you have to divide things tomorrow It doesn't matter anymore, and the clothes left at home will come back when you are free." I don't want to think that love has borne fruit, I am reluctant to desperately find an excuse not to force you to do it for me again, it hurts to stay absent or not! Can I hug you love, let me cry on your shoulder, if today we are going to separate, let me cry out loud with joy, can I hug you baby, let me call you like this for the last time. You have no choice, I will leave with a smile."

The city at night has nothing to do with anyone and has something to do with everyone, and it is deeper than who is lonely, and whose sigh is the heaviest. "Cherish My Love" Qi Qin of Ancient China "I once woke up in a dream, only to find that the two lines of tears in the corners of my eyes had soaked the pillow towel, and I was also caressing the strings, only to find that the crystal flashing tears had quietly slipped down, migratory birds had flown south, and the dead leaves had fallen, in the autumn of winter and autumn. Are you all right? Are you safe? Treasure my love"

The rain has long since stopped. The silence of midnight is like the best silence in the world, but I am only afraid of thoughts, and thoughts and thoughts agree with thoughts, and she asked me if I should live such a free life? For whom are you fighting, who are you living for? I don't know what to say for a while. I don't know what to do. I'm confused about what to pursue besides money, and I'm too confused.

I haven't been in touch with old friends for a long time, and I don't have any special intention of contacting each other. There's a lot more to deal with, just think about them tonight. There are still a few decades to struggle in the road of life, although there is no need to complain and no need to ask why, knowing that what should be achieved will be realized, and what cannot be achieved will be forgotten, the heart is so enthusiastic and calm, clear about their own positioning.

Reading a good book, watching a movie, listening to some music, having fun or traveling are all very simple happiness, especially in life and work, the only regret at present is probably emotional matters, not busy enough days to get used to.

Historical reincarnation, human nature is unchangeable, and you are not appearing, after all, the fate that cannot be judged is unsolvable, the wrong past time is correct, and the most lull will prove everything.

Chess opponent Xiao Xiao is lonely, a glass of wine is not drunk or drunk, it is you or me who are free, I really don't want to, the Internet is no longer wonderful, the mystery is old, the romantic legend of the ages is like a dazzling fan, far away the beautiful Tao Tao has not been in my arms of you, lonely arrogance, wind and sand-like screaming, the night dark and the moon in autumn are scattered into a silent background, the mood that hovers back is unusually calm, the scenery of the sky is the end to see through the taste of leisure, the feeling of faint floral fragrance has been flying, and the reincarnation of several right and wrong in the world has been swept away!

Constant space, those extravagant love silence, free races stumbling, shadows of light. A cup of coffee or tea, listening to lyrical music, pure white joy, understanding the existence of the unexpected, the blue like the sea in the wind, the unspeakable future, the moving tunes to listen intently, dreams and hopes, the Internet is no longer wonderful, the puzzles are revealed, and the legend awakens.

Come and go, go and farewell, all the banquets, do not love to wander but drift, the spirit of agility, the soul of burning wings. Catch your wandering eyes and provoke your love, if you don't fall in love with your water snake-like fiery figure or your incomparably beautiful innocence and temperament, and you will be naked at the end! Take your hand and kiss your lips, step by step to the sky, fall into your arms and lose your body, envy the mandarin duck but not the fairy, just like the classical and elegant red and red high heels.

The waves of the sea are thousands of feet away, the heavenly machine runs deep in the heart and does not expose the outside, sees the opportunity to act with the eyes inside and outside, far and near are all with free will, casual and not capricious, free and easy if the pretend to be chic between the want to move, such as white double wings and one wing is the heart of an angel, and one wing is the heart of the great god. The vision is limited and the eyes are bright, beyond the unreliable and unreliable fate, and the experience of growth and involvement, and the self-knowledge of spiritual changes.

There is a generation gap with the world early, defend your own sky, rebellion is the specialty, fearlessness is nature, challenge is freedom, even if there is no tomorrow, you have to smile and laugh wildly, laugh wildly, and flutter in the wind!

In the misty time and space, occasionally staggered and deviated, it is so loving but unable to cross time and space to embrace the real other person, listen to the real heartbeat! Meditate in the dark for three minutes, draw three hundred and sixty you, each one is different, one of them jumps and flies like a feather elf in the green years, smiling and smiling, really greening my world. I remembered her name as "Emerald Green".

There is also a white body, quietly like being in the ice and snow but without the feeling of cold, suddenly she flew up and opened a pair of angel wings that deceived the frost and snow, and the cherry blossoms scattered in the sky Her name is "Angel Sakura".

One of them came up to me and exhaled like an orchid, holding a silver rose, a fiery red dress, with seductive lips and charming eyes, I couldn't help but stretch out my hands to hug her, she pushed me away and said to me, "Have you thought it through?" I asked her what her name was, and she said remember that name and not forget: "Devil Red".

There was a drizzle in the sky, and I saw her standing pitifully in the wind and rain, and at that moment, my heart ached! Clear and cold eyes with black tired panda eye bags, as if hiding an unpredictable heart, dangerous! If you get close, you will be burned by fire, she will not laugh easily, if she thinks that she will look at her differently, please be careful! Femme fatale is her nickname, and she is called "Shakespeare" when she is angry.

It rains non-stop in this city during the day, and if you say that you miss it non-stop, then it's a bit of that, who says that you don't say that you don't miss yourself during the day, and you can't say that you miss yourself, and whoa! There is a yellow feather fairy flying in the sky, where is she going to take refuge from the rain? Oh! It was an ambiguous murmur, so it was interpreted, and after the flight, the whole space began to compress, and her shadow gradually expanded, and the sky and the earth began to rain violently, and the beautiful phantom finally guessed her name: "Huang Lingyu". The feather is the same as the rain, and the serious eight hundred condense the leisurely wandering between thoughts and thoughts and thoughts, and are in a trance in the misty fog lock.

Lifting that thin gauze curtain was still a city in the rain, and I was somewhere outside of the city. Work (miss you) is like dazzling in front of Miramar's biggest screen, dizzy and ignorant of heaven and earth, sound and light like butterflies dancing and seeing this flower fairy who frolicks alone with flowers, light purple like the incarnation of Roland, like half drunk and half awake in front of the eyes of the near and far, it is really a flower in front of the eyes of the water daffodil, the name is "Gu Ziyi". (To be continued......)

PS: Dong Qing said that she is not a particularly easy person to get along with, she doesn't talk much offstage, and she leaves the most beautiful smile on the stage. It's not a person who has a lot of friends, it's not the kind that always eats with friends, it's mostly alone. This kind of independence sometimes makes her feel that she is too independent, so that there is no way to start a family, however, for the presenters who are shining on the stage, it is obviously not enough to have these. Dong Qing's answer is that no matter how busy he is at work, he will ensure an hour of reading time every day, "My famous quote is-if I don't read for a few days, I will feel as uncomfortable as a person who doesn't take a shower for a few days. "Reading is a compulsory part of my bedtime. I have to have my own space. I've developed my own routine. Every day, I don't get home from work until eleven or twelve o'clock, and then browse the news on the Internet, and talk about big and small things. At one or two o'clock, when my mind calms down, it is my reading time, which is always an hour or two, and the time to sleep is until three or four o'clock in the morning, which is my biological clock. This is Dong Qing, when he sleeps, it is dark to the extreme, bright and bright to the extreme, it should be the time of love, and it is also the time of love to the extreme, life is short, the time on the stage is only more than ten years, when I can do it, I must leave no regrets. Work should be decided on the spot, and feelings should be natural. → Jiangxi Fashion Network