People about after dusk
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People about after dusk
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The dusk of the sun slanting down, neighboring the shore of the Acacia.
The setting sun, sprinkled with light afterglow, delicate as the wind, brilliant as Xia. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty and get out of the way, and then you'll be able to get out of the way and get out of the way!
The west wind blew through the window, the red courtyard wall of the knot on the vine. The unknown road next to the wildflowers, and a few weeds swaying in the wind. Occasionally see the birds swept, tiptoe fall in the dense shadow of the depths of the trees. The sunset rendered into the red haze kissed the trance of the flow of thought, as if the return of the boat, rocking, rocking, chasing you leisurely away!
Lonely sunset outside, tiny is worrying with, pick a quiet corner, alone meditation!
Any carving into the depths of the soul of the carving of the spring, any moment of scrubbing, will always leave spot marks, shallow, light, as, on the way to the road of joy and sadness. With the passage of time, such as a touch of cloud in the distant mountains, seemingly without trace, inadvertently, will jump out, rubbing the thin pleasure!
There is a wind in all directions, infused with a slight intoxication. Mood, with the occasional falling leaves drifting, past some of the memories of the raging overflow of the sunset sunset time. As the movie clip, clear, flash of thought but then blurred, faded, far away.
Looking back, the mountains are high and the water is far away, the past is like smoke, want to find has been lost. I remember two or two gulls flying on the sea, **** step stacked sand wave shadow. The building of the bridge under the willow tree has long been roaming through the memory as you fly through the ends of the earth!
Warm colors, the sky's floating clouds have gradually darkened far. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world!
Sigh in the sun shadow in the oblique sun, that is always sentimental look back - had warmed my flowers alone drink cold; also stayed in the tide of the tide, the waves rolled on the shore; whisked *** echoing chapter; also had been imprinted in the light wine, yellow flowers, lonely geese, Sycamore and whispered light sorrow! (Write to your girlfriends)
Can't bear to disturb a pair of people under the shadows of dappled trees, such as the lingering breath of drunkenness! Then detour, looking back, that the former youthful years, moist with fresh memories, in the general flow of the water is gradually moving away!
Now, the day is over, the dusk remains, a warm sun has shown a thousand years. I just don't know, a certain dusk stationed, whether the years will seek the spirit of warm spring, light dance to dusk. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on a new one!
The wind is like a song, dusk is thick. Who said that the wheel of the year is poetry, it has long been haggard by the love of the face, only that the dusk is like a picture, but by the thought of spreading into the wings, the wings of the sky, dyeing all the red western mountains. I don't know at this time, the dusk of his hometown, whether there is a jade person to teach you to play the Xiao? The city is full of blooming spring flowers and for whom to transmit the elegant fragrance?
I would like to say, the love send the slanting sun, dusk near the evening, the weather at the turn of spring and summer has been hot to make people impatient, it is not the temperature makes the moment so long, just ah! Just because at this point in the overlook you, there is a response to tomorrow's panic!
Embracing the splendor of the sunlight as a garment, the mind as scattered snow, covered with the temperature of the past. The only thing I can do is to pick up a couple of bright colors, and put the deepest value on the lapel of your coat! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do that!
In this warm twilight, light grasp the window warm sun, pick a phoenix flower, the messy emotions into the text, in the broken light of the drunken crispy, slowly swaying sprinkled in the shadow of the shade outside the window! The rain and wind, the dusk is like a poem, thinking of you who do not know where you are!
The wind from the dusk through, without realizing it, has gone through the years of youth, line to the years of confusion, less not more than the madness of the matter, but still clinging to the heart of the sincere, but also still devoutly with your people about the dusk, listen to the sound of the petals falling!
Still picking up some loose sentences, do a migration for the past! The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey! If the hot sun in a vegetarian orchid, filled with elegant sadness.
The flow of the sun is small, dusk feel old, we will not be in those delicate track crazy, began in those nostalgic colors again and again wandering. Perhaps, feel the existence or richness of self, need some due recall chewing; perhaps, the existence of more need to put down should not be heavy, like the natural rotation of the sun and the general rotation, so that the days in the calm back and forth, in the twilight to write about themselves, look at the community, taste of life!
On the road of life, every evening day, with nature and habitat, living in the wind, why not belong to the self swim. You came as promised, I smiled with a smile, and your deep gaze, in your shoulders to drive away the exhaustion, early spring when we planted the fiery seeds, has germinated in this dusk, in the moment the edge of the blade, the need to be moved to tears, moisturize those raw pain of the curled up, or warmed up the years fell marks! (Good paragraph describing the moon)
For you to build a pot of tea flowing, enjoy the dusk leisurely. Originally, walking to dusk, more eager to enrich the spiritual home, carrying the perception of the bag, only loaded after the years, the silence of the mind, smile in the light.
The morning bell in a hurry, the Sanskrit sound baptizes the lead of the world; the sun is shy and weary, drenching the ironing of youthful astringency; dusk near night, in love with the idea of sublimation of the wheel of the year! So, I would like to say that the lovers return to the dream, only about the dusk.
The realization of the selection of two:
People about dusk
A remnant of the sun paved the water, half of the river half of the river red
Idle boredom, they also put down the hands of the afternoon of the book, got up and is watching TV to say hello to the sister, then out of the door.
Some people say that the sunset is the most beautiful time of the day, falling on the heel, rippling up the memory of the most unforgettable shadow. If one day, you drift through the memory of the bamboo forest, perhaps you will see a girl, looking up at the sky, mouth humming a song away children's song, that would be me.
Are you used to looking up at the sky at dusk with the undulating clouds?
Standing in the dusk, the body seems to be covered with a shallow, unfading afterglow, warm, light sprinkled.
Pacing with a slow pace, repeating on the road that I walked countless times in my childhood school days, as if I were looking for something that was missing. (Lin Qingxuan)
The reservoir next to the road, the setting sun in the western sky lightly sprinkled a layer of scarlet veil, the sky, the water, the mountains, grasses and trees are all caged in a bright light, the sky floating clouds in the water cast a graceful shadow, the dry and slightly hot winds whipped through the water surface of the water and the water plants and the Curtain song swaying and dancing, accompanied by the worms of the lingering, then became a picture, the brightly colored scrolls around a wisp of how to erase the faintest trace of a painting, and the painting of a wisp of a painting. The first thing I want to do is to get rid of the smoke from the cooker, as if this is my mood at the moment.
I looked up slightly distracted, I couldn't help but be confused by the light of the evening sun, my eyes greeted the gently breaking the surface of the water of the attack on the gauze of the fishing boat, gradually close, the bow of the boat with a figure standing in this scarlet mango in the sunlight, distinctive but not the sense of contradiction, and could not help but remind me of the Lu Xun in the "social theater" in the poetic sentence:
The two banks of the bean wheat and the river bottom of the water plants out of the fragrance of the water, the water, the water, the water, the water, the water, the water.
The fragrance of the beans and wheat on both sides of the river and the grass on the bottom of the river is mixed in the water air and blown to the face;
The moon color is also hazy in the water air.
I could see a faint Zhaozhuang, and seemed to hear singing, and there were a few fires, which were thought to be the theater, or perhaps the fishing fires.
The voice is probably a flute, twanging, melodious, so that my heart is also quiet, but also self-loss up, and I feel that he will be dispersed in the night air with the fragrance of beans and wheat contain algae ......
I turned around, as if with a bit of inexplicable joy, despair...
I am not sure what to say, but I think it's a good idea. ...
The pace is light as if it is a piece of feather in this world, but also swift and abrupt want to leave here.
[The moon is over the willows, and people are meeting after dusk]
In the darkness of the sky, in the season of August when the Nymphaea is in bloom, and in the twilight of the sky and the earth, it seems as if he is not on earth.
Looking at this scene, a little sadness arose in my heart, as if I had been walking for more than ten years, but I was still walking at the moment, not in the playfulness of my childhood, not holding hands and envisioning my life after I grew up, but in this moment of bewilderment, and endless recollections, as well as the stunned feeling of being at a loss of what to do. It's like a flood, covering me up and covering me up again. But expect to finally wake up, see the face of the self, and then also can indulge in laughter, isolated from the inner moment of disorientation and uneasiness, and ultimately can also get them a compliment and so on words.
Just always understand that it is impossible, but still hope to get, perhaps to get that kind of words. But also remember this sentence, our life is chasing, but is to cut the complexity of the simple. In fact, for all of this refinement, or shed that childishness, in fact, this is all my desire, but also expect to be able to prove that I chrysalis into a disc of metamorphosis. But also no longer pleasing, no longer strive for all the people to understand or love.
I also no longer slow, and no longer deliberately rendering, as if the light cast by the dusk of the moment in mind, without the need to bind themselves, but also do not have to deliberately spread all my memories.
[The lotus leaves are endlessly blue, and the lotus blossoms are differently red]
In July, when the Nymphaea was in bloom, the weather was good, so I accompanied my sister to the West Lake in the backstreet, to see the Nymphaea blossoming on the green lotus leaves.
It was as if a hot wind was blowing across my face, my short hair was fluttering in the wind, the white lotus leaves were dancing, and a faint fragrance was drifting in the wind.
I leaned on the parapet, and wanted to be like the Nymphaea, reaching out and touching it with a gentle hand, as if it were their lover, so gentle and attentive, and then I was able to compose a song to express my love of the lotus.
But also always understand that can not be used so, after all, I can not learn those it ......
In fact, whether it is a fish play new lotus movement, or birds scattered after the fall of the flowers, those are not ever I can touch. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't think I'm going to be able to do that, but I think I'm going to be able to do that.
Therefore, no matter whether it is still walking on the road there, whether it is still with the childhood playmates of their playful run through, or at this time a person silently, slowly, with that point of reminiscence, that point of memory. The first thing you need to do is to take a look at the color of the light, the color of the light, the color of the light, the color of the light, the color of the light, the color of the light, and the color of the light.
A person, humming a song, behind the falling dappled shadow, slowly, gradually, elongated, and then, overlap.
That section of the road, that song, is the childhood left behind, but also the memory of ......
Insights selected three:
People about the dusk
People are always in the constant look back at the past in the growth of
Until today to know yesterday's perfection
I think this is an apt description of a man at dusk, and it's almost perfect.
Otherwise
It's only after dusk that people are about to be the ultimate
Young people lamenting the passing of childhood innocence, young people lamenting the perfection of teenage years, middle-aged sighing youth's golden years, old people sighing at the easy passing of years (article reading network: sanwen)
Who pushed me from the back
Let me stumble
Shocked to turn back
Oh!
It's you ____ years!
It's the moment that's to blame!
People about the dusk, miss the dusk to know the beauty of the scene, only to know that this is 'sunset unlimited beauty, just near dusk' then with my point of view "about the dusk"
People about the dusk, will not be sorry, will not regret. People always feel that the memory is perfect, in fact, there is pain will have memory, happy things tend to laugh it off. The more pain will remember the more profound! But the pain will become perfect in the memory, want to think how how stupid, did not leave the most wanted to leave people or things, want to think how stubborn, how unbeatable, who can ever think that we were too young.
Young
Young we want to do never expect the consequences, young we made the mistake will be the regret of life! I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it again!
Then about after dusk! The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal on a new product or service!
Let's make a date after dusk!
It is not good to miss at any age, the opportunity is only once!
About after dusk, do not care whether there has been harm, whether encountered failure, everything becomes calm, calm.
About dusk, after tasting all the flavors of the world after the calm, frank.
All together about after dusk!