Love is Like spring rain

Love is Like spring rain Brother, do you still remember my brother’s promise to my sister! Why don’t you remember? My sister never asks for my brother. It is not that my brother told my sister that you must send pictures to report what you eat for three meals a day! Is the picture sent now just brother, your lunch today? Yes, stewed braised pork in red potato, cauliflower, bean sprouts. Very rich! I made lunch, brother! Naughty Pictures This is my sister’s lunch today! Yeah! A bowl of millet sweet potato porridge, a plate of shrimp, a turnip! Tidy up the kitchen, you can accompany you for a while, snow! Very full! Ghost Face picture Yeah! Just had lunch! Snow I have three classes in the afternoon! What classes do you have in the afternoon? I have five classes in the afternoon, starting from two o’clock to six o’clock! You have two more classes than me, hard work! My brother has a day’s class, which is even harder! Don’t study late today! No, remember we started walking at 7 o’clock tonight, brother! I only have six classes a day! Yeah! I get off work at six o’clock and go for a walk at seven o’clock? Can my brother finish the meal at seven? Today, I will start my class at 1: 00 and finish my work at 03:40. It’s OK! That brother got off work very early! Most primary schools are like this! Class will be held in 20 minutes. A safety class, that is, to concentrate the students in the classroom and turn on the TV to show them! That’s okay! Brother….. From seven to eight in the evening, take a walk for an hour! Brother can take as many steps as he can today. At least I have to catch up with my sister! Naughty Pictures Well, don’t force yourself! Otherwise, you have left 7000, and I have only left 5000, which will be laughed at by passers-! Yeah! Why do you care what others think, right? Brother! You walked more than 7,000 in less than an hour that day! Life is my own life, but I still can’t lag behind you too much! That’s because I usually exercise! Mm-hmm! Brother…… Yeah! Ready for class! Snow…… Yes! That brother has class, I will take a lunch break! Yeah! Go to work later! OK! Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…

Heart with spirit

Heart-to-heart Because I learned and was good at observing and observing things, I realized that I clearly knew the Emperor I liked and the routine of daily life from the casual chatting with him and the words I liked! I don’t know: this kind of behavior habit of speculating on others’ thoughts is smart, or a gentleman who has been caring for a long time, who loves too sincerely and is too obsessed! If Yang Xiu is smart and extremely smart, he will end up with this; But I know-how can he be cao cao? The reason why I am so stupid is that love has to be done. It is a wisp of love entanglement, Let yourself be silly and do things, too attentive and too focused! What is habit? My understanding of habits-that is, simple and even monotonous things, I will never tire of doing them again and again! Perhaps it is due to the habit developed over the years. Always used to, open the eyes of the sleeping eyes, the first time, send to the most beloved gentleman-the most concise and sincere greetings, and hope in, hurry up at the most desired King, and haven’t woke up from the sweet dream. I don’t know: What is the feeling of the beloved king, even just a few words of greeting? Is it to see the information, others smile imperceptibly; Or to wake up from the sweet dream, has been common words only words, disdain? But my favorite gentleman is used to noncommittal! Although you can’t see the peach blossom on both cheeks of your favorite gentleman, you don’t feel your favorite gentleman and lock your forehead tightly! I guess: the favorite gentleman will default, at least there is no resentment, no disgust! I don’t know: Is it because I was too fond of playing last night or the gentleman who went to bed early last night woke up earlier than usual? I have known each other for so long. It is the first time for the first time. The first message sent in the morning has a reply in seconds! However, this reply completely shocked me! What I asked was not what I answered, which made me look like a child who did something wrong and ashamed! It’s three o’clock in the morning, you still don’t sleep! What did you send me? Since the message has been sent, why did you choose to withdraw it? Men should be men. I don’t ask you to fight for the world, but if you have something in your heart, be brave and speak out! I can understand that you are afraid of disturbing my sleep and forgetting the time, but why didn’t you guess: I have insomnia for the first time in my life tonight; I am also thinking about it, should I disturb you, who always swear, and accompany me through the cold and sleepless night! You are so good that I have the excitement of appreciation. I immediately withdraw reinforcements and let me completely fall down like a dozen layers of hell! If I remember correctly, at this moment, my favorite gentleman must still be sleeping soundly. But lose to one in everything-not afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what if! Who can guess today I hit the muzzle! Just play! The playful self, because of a wisp of love, can’t stand it, and a wisp of lovesickness, throws out the football of lovesickness! ………… Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…

Hong Kong love short story C33 (Sun Enli)

Yiping, who was transferred to Shanghai by the company, returned to Hong Kong on weekends. When the plane arrived, her first action was to turn on the mobile phone. Will boyfriend Zhide come to pick up the plane? She was depressed….. He didn’t even read the text message. Left Hong Kong last week. Zhide didn’t give up anything and even owed the most basic hug. Every time Yiping wants his boss to be tolerant, he can return to Hong Kong early on Friday. However; She felt that the two-and-a-half-hour voyage had been eroding their feelings. Zhide’s reply to SMS is getting slower and slower. Less than ten minutes of video calls at night have indicated that they are too tired. He usually goes to bed almost early in the morning. How can he want to sleep more than ten hours ago? Even two days back to Hong Kong, her boyfriend had no plans. I believe it will be a perfunctory routine to eat and watch movies. At lunch, she couldn’t help it. “Am I still not your girlfriend?” She forced him to answer this key question again and again. “You ask this question again!” He was impatient immediately. “You don’t read or reply my text message, and you don’t answer the phone……..” She repeated the complaint mentioned a hundred times. “I have explained it countless times; I have been very busy at work these days. It’s really tiring to go home. Your text messages are many and long.” Zhi Yi couldn’t help turning his face away. “In addition, what is said is trivial, just read it.” She. In order to grasp the affirmation of feelings, he felt suffocated. Every time I meet, Yiping puts time on the dissatisfaction of the past and the lack of the future. She started by questioning…… Always break up unhappily. However. Until now. She felt unable to hold on any longer. Emotional unilateral efforts, the pain that the other side doesn’t care….. She pushed the door and left. * * * * * * * * Antique shop in Shanghai Dongtai Road Market on Sunday. The vendor tried hard to promote a jade brooch. Yiping asked again and again about the origin of the brooch. Vendors couldn’t help laughing at the deal. “For a brooch of more than 100 yuan, you also need to check the root. Water that is too clear has few fish. Your boyfriend can’t afford you.” Yiping froze. Three months later. Accidental occasions. Yiping and Zhide are no longer the meeting of lovers. The lost past. The future is beyond consideration. Now all over the world. On the way back to Shanghai from Yiping to the airport. She received a text message from Zhide. “We haven’t been so happy together for a long time. For the first time, I felt your trust in me. Didn’t force me to explain the past. Nor did I urge me to explain the future. Shall we start again?” Yiping’s eyes turn red. She was so painful that she couldn’t break up and let her learn: Cherish the present. Cherish the moment when you can belong to each other. Because. Maybe. Maybe. I don’t know when…. Maybe… this is no longer the case. Now Sun Enli. Shota . petit story . C33 Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…

Spring breeze shaking hibiscus flower

Prose Spring breeze swaying hibiscus flower Woodcutter The instructor informed me that the new educated youth would come tomorrow afternoon, so you wouldn’t have to work. Welcome them and arrange accommodation for them. During the waiting time, I was lying in bed watching the Song of Youth. After hearing the rumbling sound of cars and horns, a military vehicle stopped at the door of our educated youth yard. “Come on, give it to me.” An educated youth in the car handed me her grass-green Army pack, then jumped out of the car, carrying a red and white cord net pocket with her toiletries in her pocket, following me. When I entered the dormitory, I put my backpack on the heated kang prepared for them first. “You can choose a place by yourself. It’s better to be inside, warm inside, window outside, cold in winter.” I said. OK, thank you.” I looked at her. I didn’t say anything, and I couldn’t find what to say. At cactus lamp, educated youth entered the boys’ dormitory one after another. After seeing the arrival of the staff, the instructor began to introduce the situation of the new and old educated young one by one. “Liu Zihan.” She stood up from the bench, and the two long braids were thrown from the shoulder to both sides of her cheek, just on the two pockets of her coat, grass green military uniform sets off, especially beautiful. At this time, I looked at her carefully and remembered this beautiful name. Zihan? Zihui? Or Zihan? I listed several such names. Zi is catalpa, which is a kind of deciduous tree, and the use of Mulberry and Zi refers to his hometown. What about it? Is it included but not exposed? It should be purple! Purple —— the synthetic color of blue and red, purple is coming to the east, purple is not a blessing! More Ming Zhang Fengyi “the story of Guanyuan · The History of planning and investing”: “The Sunset Mountain is purple, and the flowing water surrounds the lonely village.” What a beautiful artistic conception; Han is connotation and implication. I like it, you see how many youth passwords are contained in her curling posture! When she came back from work, she would lean spade against the wall at the door and lift an iron bucket to fetch water from the well outside the yard. I poured the water I just shot into her bucket, to help her mention it, she said no. Watching her cross her steps, she changed her posture left and right, then stopped by the hisbiscus tree at her door, washed her hands, washed her face, soap, rubbed towels, washed clothes, and picked up the water in the basin, with his hands raised, he threw it out. The hisbiscus tree blocked my sight. Her figure appeared behind the hisbiscus tree, and a military uniform melted into the green of the hisbiscus tree, two small braids hanging on the chest were placed in green. The young and beautiful face was seen from the gap of hisbiscus trees, into my eyes and into my heart. A spring breeze blowing, hanging on the branches of the blooming hibiscus flower under the spring breeze blowing, gently, slowly for a while to the left, for a while to the right constantly swing. The spring breeze is like a hand stretched out of the blue sky, bending the branches of hisbiscus trees, bending the green leaves of hisbiscus trees, bending the flowers of hisbiscus trees to give me an inch of space, through the gap, I saw her beautiful face and her curling posture, her eyes and braids hanging on her chest. Look at those hibiscus flower flowers, which are slanted by the wind and bright by the spring light, one, two, three…… Against her face, against her chest, Sticking to her long hair is like growing on her, blooming for her and bright for her. Every time I secretly look at her like this. She must have found that time, and our eyes met there in the gap between hibiscus flower. This is the first time. This time she lowered her head and still wiped her face, as if she didn’t care that I was looking at her. When Hibiscus Flower shook it again, she found me looking at her again and saw her smiling at me lightly. I was very embarrassed that time. I am confident in my control at ordinary times, but this time I will definitely fail. I guess she can laugh at me in her heart. Laughing at me? Laugh at Me! I see flowers, I see that hibiscus flower tree? When I went back to the house to read the Song of Youth, the window creaked, and it was the spring breeze gently pushing it. At this moment, I saw the shadow of Silver Birch in the yard from the window, one by one straight into the sky, like a harp, playing for spring. I walked over and wanted to cover the window. The shadow of hibiscus flower broke into my eyes. I adjusted to a suitable position and fixed the window with stones. I was lying on the bed reading books, when she approached the hibiscus flower tree, I could also see her figure from the window shadow, watch her hair dancing in the wind, and watch her graceful figure when she bent down to wash. When the shadow disappeared, he leaned a chair against the earth wall of the dormitory and tilted towards the hibiscus flower tree. Although she could not see her face, she still saw her graceful posture when washing. In summer, a white background with blue print shirt and the grass green army pants wrapped her body tightly, curled up, graceful and beautiful. Summer is a stage for women, and the charm and enchanting of women will be performed on this stage to their heart’s content and expression to their heart’s content, allowing men to daydream. Later, I saw a propaganda poster in the Brigade Supply and Marketing Agency: white shirt, green army pants, long braid. It looks like her summer. I bought it and pasted it on the wall of the dormitory so that I could see her every day. Jinqiu Lake always swung with its vast smoke waves, which were not shocking and full of layers. One day I happened to find a hibiscus flower tree by the lake, so every time I went to work, I volunteered to work in the field growing hibiscus flower, although the land was far away from the village, you have to get up early and go back late without a bike. During the Labor interval, he ran to the hibiscus flower and took out the thick steamed bread with green Chinese onion twittering. After eating, one lay on his back in the shade of hibiscus flower, and then looked at the green leaves in the fields emerging under the sunshine; Look at the leaves spreading to the edge of the leaves; look at its graceful branches and flowers blooming towards the sky one after another. At this time, the wind rising from the lake slowly blew, the branches were shaking in the spring breeze with flowers, and the sunshine in spring shone on me through the gaps of leaves and my eyes. I closed my eyes, thinking about her, thinking about the hibiscus flower tree in the zhiqing yard. Is she still washing by the hibiscus flower? Is the flower as tall as her still covering her face and will it fall under the shaking of spring breeze? Will she give me a shallow smile when she finds me peeking at her? It was my turn to be a chef that month “. She came up with a light red thermos bottle, took the thermos bottle in her hand, scooped it down ladle, lifted it up, and a long waterline flowed into her thermos bottle. She held her thermos bottle hands and slender fingers, like tender Petunia vines climbing on the thriving hisbiscus tree. I held my breath in fear of dropping water into her hands. I adjusted the originally fine water flow to be thinner. I used this method to prolong the time, I don’t want her to leave. I like to see her white and tender hands and the breath out there, and I want her breath to be around me all the time. That year, I hired a job to go back to the city and left. She walked into the dormitory and handed me a light green plastic leather diary, and left with a smile. My heart jumped mashed potato. I don’t know what she wrote in it. Maybe she didn’t write anything, maybe she wrote a lot. But I didn’t have the courage, let alone the confidence to open it and simply put it in the satchel. Tossing and turning at night can not fall asleep, always can not do without that diary. I know that some things can be imagined, which is expected; And some things can not be imagined out of thin air, but it did happen, which is unexpected. This “middle” and “outside” disturbed my mood. The first is Affirmation! Then there is denial, desire but not. The next day, we gathered in the commune compound, waiting for the vehicle of the recruitment unit to pick us up. She came over and couldn’t remember what we said. Then we walked out along the road at the gate of the commune. This time she used the name in the diary, which was the first time she called it since we met each other. That kind of kindness made me scared and flattered, and the beating heart of mashed potato was about to fall out. Although I was prepared for this name after reading the diary, it was different at the moment. It was not on paper. The name came from her heart, then rushed out of her throat and hung on her thin cherry-like lips. She was beside me, and the fragrance on her body came out, through the cold wind, Through the winter cotton, I entered my heart and immersed in my heart. I looked up and looked at her. She was as tall as I expected, half a head higher than me. At this time, I found out what kind of mistake the previous judgment was? That hibiscus flower must have cheated me! When she stood before the hibiscus flower tree as tall as her, I had a judgment. I measured the hibiscus flower tree, but the result was still wrong. I glanced at her face, very similar! Every time she walked to the hibiscus flower tree, her face and the first hibiscus flower tree had such a perfect fit. The outline of the lower end of the flower is curved, and the slightly pointed flower bottom is embedded into the green flower holder, like her, the round-faced and slightly pointed chin Barto was in the collar of the grass green military uniform. The color is red, but it is not as red as roses, nor as bright as peony flowers, nor as red as Azalea flowers all over the mountains. Its red is light, light, tender and shallow, and it is red through white; It is a kind of red that does not show off, is not shocking, is neither old nor naive; it is red upward, red vigorous, red soft, Red is so popular. Red is in her 17-year-old youth. The moment I looked up at her, I met her smiling eyes. I liked her eyes. She once passed them to me through the gap of that hibiscus flower tree and was always collected by me, and grow into a kind of fantasy, a kind of lovesickness, a kind of unrequited love, a kind of memory that cannot be erased, and become the wealth in my life. But now, this smile is right in front of me, burning into my heart. This smile is warmer and kinder than the smile behind hibiscus flower, soft and long. Take a second glance at her eyes, which are always hidden behind the hibiscus flower and make me unable to see clearly. I have guessed countless times, what does it look like? Like Hibiscus flower stamens? Like the deep sky in autumn? Like the SUNFLOWER just blooming? Like those rolling Phoneix eye on the relief. Still like…… They are all like but not like! Stacked, layer after layer, every blink, there is light shining from there. For the first time, I was so close to a woman, a woman with youthful breath. Her breath radiates, her voice is so close and her eyes are so kind that I feel gratified and satisfied. If, do I need if? Ask yourself, and keep asking yourself in the following years. That’s enough. In this unexpected encounter, in this fruitless connection. Anyway, I am both a winner and a Harvester! Because she planted YILI seeds called missing in my heart, which made me use my whole life to harvest its fruits. I have been thinking wildly in her kind address, thinking stupidly. As for what I said at that time? I can’t remember clearly. If there is any obstruction to her in what I said or what I expressed or what I failed to express, please ask her to forgive me! We are separated from each other. The real road is far away! When I arrived at the unit, a hisbiscus tree was short, far away in the flower bed in front of my office. It is short because it needs sunshine and rain to moisten it soon after transplanting, and then it will thrive in the training of wind and rain. It was far away because she was still in the countryside and still washed her clothes under the hibiscus flower tree in the educated youth yard. I often stand at the window and look at this hisbiscus tree intently. My colleague said that you stand here and look at it every day. What are you looking? When I said I didn’t see anything, I felt that standing here was open-minded and inspired to write articles. Once the leader arranged me to write a communication. I wrote it and tore it. My colleague said that you ‘d better come to my side and look out the window and write it. We changed the desk, and we could see the hisbiscus tree when sitting in this position. Under the shower of spring breeze and rain, the hibiscus flower tree opened. I counted three flowers in total. The flowers were a little less. It was the first bud of the first year. The flowers were tender and short, the pattern is not big, and the petals are not big. I believe that it will bloom more flowers next spring, which is the same as the hibiscus flower tree in the educated youth yard, with red white lining and fragrant fragrance. I have seen this hibiscus flower, and it has grown more than a foot in just a few months, but it is still a little shorter than the hibiscus flower tree in the educated youth yard. The next year, as expected. This Hibiscus flower is open in a brilliant way, Surrounded by clusters, one is brighter than one, and one is softer than one. I didn’t count its flowers or measure its height, but I can definitely say that it has grown up and grown tall. He grew up to be the 17-year-old girl in zhiqingdian. The spring breeze blows over, shaking its branches and shaking its flowers. But at this time, I couldn’t see her faint figure, her grass-green military uniform and the face held up by the military uniform; I couldn’t see the Red Hands like Tang Wan and the black hair flying in the spring wind. Therefore, I no longer hope that this hibiscus flower will be shaken by the spring breeze, and I want it to stand there quietly. When it is quiet, my mind will not be disturbed or disordered, so I can think hard about my mind, think about those past years, and think about the hibiscus flower shaken by the spring breeze in the educated youth yard. Is she okay there? Thinking and thinking, I saw a young girl with long hair and tall man passing by the hibiscus flower tree in a trance. Unfortunately, I couldn’t see her face and her figure clearly. At this time, I gave birth to some hope, calling the spring breeze to shake its flowers and branches, I want to see her face and her figure from its shaking gap. Is it the 17-year-old girl from zhiqingdian who came to my eyes? Unfortunately, the spring breeze didn’t blow, and it didn’t listen to my call at all. Spring breeze has lost its spirituality, and this hibiscus flower has also lost its spirituality. But the sun came out, and it emerged from the direction of zhiqingdian, As soon as it came out, it shone warmly on this cluster of blooming hibiscus flower. A butterfly flew over and stood on the leaves. Isn’t butterfly the most fond of flowers? Why does it stand on the tip of the leaf? Is that “love of butterfly”, which was sung forever, just a compilation of literati? I am swinging at the edge of affirmatives and negatives. Suddenly, I saw a bee flying empty from the highest hisbiscus flower, humming towards the distance. And the Butterfly also rolled up its wings and flew towards the flower, standing on the petals. I understand that butterflies must have seen the existence of bees, so they stood on the leaves and waited. The work of insects is orderly, and they are unconsciously following the laws and conventions of nature. However, for the hibiscus flower in front of me, for the hibiscus flower in the zhiqing point, and for the hibiscus flower along the golden autumn lake, are there a little less rationality and a little more affection, so I have a lot of feelings and preferences, so as to ignore the same blooming winter jasmine, June snow and cottonrose hibiscus in the flower bed. Similarly, for her smile, for her address, for the diary she sent, for her graceful posture, whether she was a little more stubborn and obsessed, that’s why I’m so confused and sad. Should I follow the butterfly standing on the lace? Summer went away, and autumn then stepped into the threshold. The hibiscus flower tree faded, and the gardener was removing it with Spade. I hurried to ask, they said the leader asked to dig it, and I asked them to wait, don’t dig it first. Go back to the office and grab a phone call to ask, there explained that the flower bed will be changed to lawn, I raised my voice in a gaffe and accused them of wasting. One day, two days, three days passed, and the hibiscus flower tree still stood there. I thought my phone played a role. But the hibiscus flower tree disappeared after going to work on Monday. I published an essay in The Journal, and I named it “the love of Jinqiu Lake”. In the article, I also wrote about hibiscus flower and those vague relationships. My colleague was very serious and asked me if it was true? I laughed but didn’t answer. If I didn’t answer, I would deny it! If there is one thing, it is unrequited love. Is it wrong to have a secret love? Later, I learned that she hired a job to go back to the county. Every time she passed by the county, I looked out of the window. I was familiar with the location of her factory. When she was educated, I went there with fellow villagers large handcart. The most annoying thing is the ice flowers that condenses on the window in winter. It blocks my sight and ends up after wiping. But can she show up? Does she know that I passed by her? As soon as the car entered the county, he raised his head from a distance and couldn’t take his eyes off. He first found the direction of the factory. When he approached, he looked at its gate to see if she was in the flow of people who went to work and got off work, once, from hope to disappointment, and looking forward to hope with hope. I know clearly that this is an end that has no chance, but I would rather think like this. If I do this, I will not regret or give up. The prose “looking forward to meeting” can testify for me. In fact, it is very easy to find her, because our parents live in a military compound, and we go home for the Spring Festival every year. But I’m afraid, I feel inferior. She doesn’t belong to me, she belongs to the people who love her and the people she loves. It belongs to the person who can give her happiness, give her peace of life, make the lake of her life wave, and accord with family equivalence and external conditions equivalence. However, that person had already waited for her thousands of miles away from her journey, waiting for her and protecting her. This is my most rational and wise thinking and choice. I must follow this rule and stick to this tacit understanding, just like that butterfly and that bee, otherwise, the seed she planted in my heart will not bear fruit and I will get nothing. More than 20 years later, a phone call came over. She reported her name and asked me if I still knew her. I was hypocritical and prevaricated. We talked for a long time, from work to life, from parents to children, and from many interesting things about knowing young people, we talked about our childish and ridiculous. Since then, we have been in constant contact. I always greet her at the first time every holiday. I carefully looked for and chose the words of greeting for fear of hurting her, for fear that the words could not reach the meaning and for fear that the meaning of words could cross the boundary. It was not my wish to be too exaggerated or too melodramatic. Finally, I chose two very appropriate words. I think these two words are sincere and sincere. It is profound and plain, rich and clear, concise and comprehensive, and sincere. Yes, I have always wished to bless her sincerely. Until death, the end of the world. She invited me to play with her many times. I’m afraid, if I go, how can I face her? I am that kind of sheepishly man, I loved her, so the blush on my face couldn’t fool her, and my accelerated heartbeat couldn’t hide it from me, which would make me very embarrassed. There is a lyrics: “seeing each other is better than missing.” Make the best footnotes for me. At that time when we chatted, I tried to ask for a photo of her. I said that the family photo of zhiqingdian was lost, If I didn’t recognize her when I met her, she immediately sent me a picture of her 17-year-old. I was flattered. This is the first time I got her photo. It is still 17 years old. It is the age of knowing young people. It looks like a woman, with graceful Tingting and smiling at me. I carefully copied it and archived it everywhere, one into the cloud disk album; One into the cloud disk document; One into the backup document; One on the desktop. The two copies of the cloud disk can be easily downloaded to see her no matter where I go. This Spring Festival, she sent me a blessing early. Click to see a series of blessings unfold again and again. The Beautiful and blooming picture is overwhelming, and then the background music flows out gently: “My happiness is thinking of you, my happiness is thinking of you.” Singer Chen Yassen chanted repeatedly, interlinked with each other, one layer after another, a while higher than a while, no matter what, led me to the climax of the event. Did he write about me? Is he singing me? Does she know that I am thinking about her and send this song to me? I asked myself. I don’t know whether the author Niu Ge has had the same experience and experience as me, nor do I know whether the singer Chen Yassen has had the same unrequited love and anxiety as me. But he wrote it, he sang it. He wrote my heart, and he sang my heart. “My happiness is missing you, my happiness is missing you. Sitting in front of the window and reading the diary, the lines are full of you. 1.1 drops of unforgettable memories of the romantic past are imprinted in my heart.” The song came again. The money was in my ears and heart, and my eyes were wet: my happiness was missing you! Brushed away the dust on the diary she gave me and looked through the pages. Does she still remember the friendly name in this diary and diary? Do you still remember the path at the gate of the commune? Do you still remember the hibiscus flower tree swaying in the spring breeze and the smile behind the hibiscus flower tree? After a few sleepless nights, I think I should finish the past. Secret love or unrequited love. So I picked up the pen and wrote these words, sorted out the messy mood for decades, summarized and judged those isolated speculations, and removed them from falsehood. The sustenance of this sustenance should be put down. The end is not the end, it is the repair of emotions and the renewal of thoughts. After that, stand at a new height and look back at the past, look forward to the future, grow up in a complicated world, and mature in the vicissitudes of the world. Then carry these growth and maturity to face her. In that way, the seed she planted into my heart is not just my own harvest, but my common harvest. If possible, I will send these words to her and let her also read them. I also want to tell her: as long as life continues, missing will not end. Zan (prose editor: Ke Er) Phoenix mountain spring outing After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…

Wait until wisteria blossom

Two pure hearts meet in the best years. In his eyes, she is the half-Blooming wisteria flowers in the morning light, the intoxicating love affair and the yearning of yi yi. In the time when honey flows, the lights flow on the beginning of the light, they always like to go to the garden behind the school and laugh hand in hand. The Wisteria Leaves are alluring fresh green and a piece of green onion. The leaves are oval, long, crowded and stacked, and there are many top tentacles of rattan. They go to the frame stretching downward, like weeping willow green silk strands, under the breeze, such as the hanging green waterfall. It is really like the most sensitive place on the head of the heart, drunk and full. I hope there is an agreement to freeze all the time in the future under this wisteria flower. But time is easy to throw people away. After being together for a long time, Xiaonan discovered that a girl with such gentle appearance had such a sensitive heart. Zixuan would be so angry and noisy when she said a word of discord, but no matter what, she wouldn’t leave a tear. It seemed that Wisteria Flower was expelled from the soul, leaving only a dense and crazy Thorn. My friend Hangxing advised him: ‘Forget it, your admiration will fall to the ground accidentally, which is as tragic as fragments. But Xiaonan shook his head. He said, I understand that the dense thorn was born, not for hurt but for fear of being hurt. Time passed away in a flash like this. It was autumn in a flash. Once a good friend Hangxing came to see her, she made trouble with Xiao Nan in front of Hangxing. This time alone was different from the previous noise, the sentence was a thorn, which rooted in his heart. He endured it and reluctantly calmed down, but she became more impatient and rushed out of the door. The autumn wind blew into Xiaonan’s heart. She hadn’t seen Zixuan for a long time. Zixuan seemed to disappear during this period. She didn’t come to school either. Xiaonan couldn’t contact Zixuan. Wisteria Flower of the campus has withered. With a bleak feeling, only those maple leaves are a little comforting. Xiaonan thought of “one mountain, two mountains. The mountain is far away, the sky is high, the smoke is cold, and the love of Maple Leaf Dan “is such a sentence. He has never forgotten Zixuan, but Zixuan’s words on that day are like cold fragments on the ground, Green White and sharp, like his love, turning around and looking back, tears Become poems. The wild geese flying in the sky left no trace. He suddenly understood that although his love for Zixuan had passed through Zixuan’s heart, there was no trace left? Is it that girl like Wisteria Flower who actually doesn’t like him? All the future is a castle dream made up by him alone. No wonder there are so sharp thorns, even petals, burning. But after all, he is a proud boy, and he feels that he can’t love any more. Winter is coming, there is snow in the campus, and the snow is rising and falling one after another. The snowflake is dancing in various postures in the air, flying, circling, or falling rapidly straight, the shop fell to the ground. His heart was like the snow falling down, and finally melted on the cold ground. The cold winter is quiet, and love only has quiet footsteps, wandering between turning around and looking back. In the cold night, he even felt that Zixuan’s thorns could not be pulled out. If he did not pull out, he would stab himself and pull out, but he would hurt Zixuan, because if two people get too close, it will also hurt. But the colder winter will pass. In the quiet school garden reflected by the Moss, the cool and lingering melody fluttered, hoping to rise in the sunshine with the song. Spring has come, the light rain, the wind, the mist and the thick clouds, Cage the fragrant shade of the campus water. If only Zixuan was still around. He was about to graduate this summer, and he remembered that in the midsummer of that year, he and Zi xuan wished to be infinite. Xiaonan began to prepare for the graduation season. When packing up his things, he planned to pack and store all the things once Zixuan in the warehouse at home, so let this memory remain in the dust. When he was packing up letters, he accidentally found a medical record. It was not his, how could it be here. When I opened the name, it turned out to be Zixuan’s. It turned out that Zixuan’s family had a history of hereditary depression and was the most prone in adolescence. She also didn’t know when she would get sick. A frightened heart was ups and downs and could never settle down. She just told herself that love in youth is not a person’s happiness, but she would rather keep her thorns deep into him, leaving him away from the withered wisteria flower. As long as you have had a happy time, just like in that long and lonely day, you can leave some memories to keep warm. In this way, when you dream back at midnight, you can mutter to yourself: Yes, how happy wisteria blossom is. Later, my friend told Xiaonan that Zixuan was afraid of the ups and downs and the Restless Heart was afraid of hurting Xiaonan again, so she had already transferred to school. It is easy to find Zixuan again in the vast sea of people, but youth is like this. If you miss it, there will be no more, but fortunately, there is still a heart with hope, look forward to the opening of wisteria flower this summer. Yes, the love of the most beautiful years is not as fragile as imagined, nor as strong as imagined. But if you have a cherished heart, there is no fragile thing in this world, just like that wisteria flower, a glorious lavender, like a waterfall in a river of youth, without its origin, the ultimate is not seen. Only the deep and shallow purple seems to be flowing, laughing and growing continuously. This is the voice of youth in the dark. In this voice, there will always be waiting for the brilliant half-summer flowers. Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…

Sun Enli’s prose seven

As the father of the proprietor of the catering group, he asked the only son who graduated from the Swiss hotel to start with the restaurant attendant and go to the road of inheriting his father’s career. Zhong de met these outstanding men and women on the first day of work. Lawyer Zhao, a regular customer, was wearing a Brook Brothers shirt, and the bronze healthy skin color was matched with the spines that rolled up the sleeves; In addition, the wine on his face brought out a striking smile. To tell the truth, she was not a beauty next to her; However, the tenderness of her bow and smile brought the nameless throb of Zhong De’s heart. After a meal, Zhong de felt that he couldn’t help walking to her side with his feet. But what I heard was…… I never believed that someone could despise the people around him so much. From “you know where you are…” to “you won’t understand……」 The last blow was the last one that looked at her eyes and was obviously injured: “You are so stupid…..」 Yes. She is so stupid that she is really unable to drive this arrogant and noble. She/they are increasingly alienated, and he even has no intention to hide his dislike of her. Although she became more and more gaunt, she still stood up to the stubbornness of silence and self-respect even though she was abandoned. Finally, Zhong had to watch lawyer Zhao talking and laughing about the change of female companion. She seldom comes to lunch. When she came to lunch with her colleagues once, Zhong de finally got up the courage to introduce herself as a proprietor with a thick face. She exchanged her mobile phone number under the excuse of convenient reservation. After thinking for several days, I dared to send a short message to her. The other party read it, but did not reply. He became a joke in the whole restaurant and checked his cell phone every half an hour. A week later, he blocked her communication number. Because only in this way can you stop yourself from constantly checking your mobile phone’s action. A month later. Seeing her far away on the road; He couldn’t help running there. In the hot summer, he was sweating all over. “Why don’t you reply to my short message. 」 There was pain in his eyes. She raised her head, as gentle as ever. “I want to ask you to wait for me. After I recovered from the injury, I started to know you with a complete me… However, I don’t know how to start such a difficult short message…..」 He smiled. Couldn’t help holding her hand. Ah! Remember to remove the blockade… let every time you check your mobile phone, leave your thoughts on her …. in your mobile phone. ………………………………………. Author: Sun Enli. petit story . 7 Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…

Hong Kong love short story C35 (Sun Enli)

Milan, Italy. Yilian has a day off after interviewing Fashion Festival. When the Chinese buffet near the railway station was chewed: She saw the beautiful and shining man sitting beside her at the fashion show. He laughed at her eating state. …….. She rushed to the next scenic spot-Milan Central railway station Stazione Centrale. There are marble railway stations everywhere, with arch ceilings and walls full of sculptures. Every time I catch a car, I sigh and have no time to appreciate it. Her sight fell from smallpox, but she stopped on his face again. He was also a little surprised that someone was just like him; Instead of hanging around in the famous painting “The Last Supper”, he chose here. Everyone smiled relatively, so many coincidences; It was a bit unnatural not to start to know each other. “Are you engaged in fashion industry?” He asked her, speaking English. “Which Chinese are you?” She couldn’t help asking him. “Koreans who grew up in the United States.” That American English actually made him show the bottom. …….. Casually go together. Talking about movies and music, it’s hard to be happy in life, forced to please other people’s helplessness, and the dialogue in the heart. He was handsome beside her. Constantly attract passers-by’s eyes. After dinner, he took her to a Bvlgari hotel which looked like an ancient courtyard. He/she will leave tomorrow. He stayed beside her and felt at ease as a stranger. Peeping at her again and again. The care of keeping her shadow in the eyes was also beyond his imagination. After several times of hesitation. Coffee?” He invited. They are adults, and they will not understand the next step of drinking coffee in his room. She looked up. His light brown eyes are matched with healthy skin color, giving off irresistible charm. She thought for a long time. Next time.” The two worlds that should not meet, under the permission of fate, only warm each other in a cool autumn day. His eyes turned red. Thought for a while. He boldly pulled her closer. Use the body temperature of the hug to tell the heart that you don’t understand. Should not meet. There will be no luck……. * * * * * * Meet her boyfriend Zhiming at the airport. “Do you miss me!” He patted her hard on the shoulder. My girlfriend is so beautiful …. is there an Italian!” “No.” She told the truth… he is Korean. Sitting on his seven-seat holiday-spending car, her familiar sense of security rose leisurely. Milan. His shadow was transferred to the bottom of his heart. She is a magazine editor. When I first saw him at the fashion show, I already knew this new star who was emerging in South Korea- Jin Haozhi, who was invited by the designer to sit in the eye-catching position. However……. She lowered her head and pulled up her boyfriend’s hand. She has been immersed in plain love, I really can’t afford to play such a game……. Meet Sun Enli. petit story . C35 Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…

Blessing and robbery

Young, frivolous and ignorant people are fearless, young and frivolous and ignorant. They are drunk and have a broken heart. Those who are young and ignorant and ignorant are fearless. How many dreams are there in the red dust, and there is still a beautiful female ghost. Those who grow up young and know well are also fearless. They also remember that they met each other at the beginning, just like their favorite in life. (Blessing and robbery — Thirteen) Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…

Green dream

Green dream did you see the moon yesterday? Have you seen the unusually bright Venus beside the moon? Yesterday I had a dream, a dream about you and a green dream. There is no change of four seasons in the dream, and there is only spring in the dream. In the dream, we return to the time when we only play. Everything in the dream is closed. I will give up first when I quarrel. I will never be angry with you. I will try to like everything about you. I can give you everything you want. You will never be sad, and you will never cry. I can stay by your side all the time, no difference, no distance. The Sun, the star and the moon all listen to our command. If you want to sleep, call XINGX and the moon. If you want to enjoy the warmth of blocking light, call out the sun. You will really enjoy the rain, and we will play in the rain. If you like snow but don’t like winter, then let the snow fall in spring. You are always willful, and your wayward appearance makes me more infatuated with you. Close your eyes and the wind is full of your fresh breath. You always look beautiful. The green dream is just a dream. An impossible dream. We are separated from each other, and we have never started one by one. We didn’t meet, we only lost. Quarrels also hurt each other before giving up. I have never caught up with you, you always come and go in a hurry. But I often walked into my heart, but I was imprisoned by memory. Unable to find the next destination. Walk in a strange city without you. Every corner, every turn back, hope to meet you. But I clearly know that you can’t appear there. I can’t feel your happiness and sadness again. Your Willfulness can only be in my memory. I like the rain, because I used to walk in the rain with you. Retreat and still like, how I wish they would leave me. I can summon up courage to say that I love you in a beautiful morning. You are still very beautiful in those memories of those memorable days. In the green dream, you are smiling at me in the bright sunshine, and I am trying to run towards you. Let go of your thoughts, although you are still walking alone. Miss the Sky or miss the rainbow in the sky. Miss the green dream or miss you in the green dream. I can’t tell myself. Put it down, I constantly deceive myself. Only in the starry night, I can’t deceive myself. I have been constantly pursuing you, your figure and footprints. Every cross street, every green dream. Looking forward to the new dawn every day and the future of yourself. Looking at the clouds floating away outside the window, thinking about you in the distance. There is nothing I can do. Because you will find someone who can accompany you. You will be sad, you will cry. The Wind in the north and the rain in the South cannot understand you. Your willfulness, your beauty. Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…