1, lightly stroke, leisurely sing, let the seasonal rain fall into your heart.
In this life, I have indulged in countless daydreams, and I just want to dedicate the tenderness of this life to the butterfly of my last life.
3. By the blue pool, the reflection is swaying. Have you ever known who Zhu Yan has changed over the years?
4. Blue tiles smile, spreading stranded hearts under Yue Hui, emitting fragrance that penetrates reincarnation, silently expecting and always knowing.
5. Lonely clouds drop on the bridge, and water sends the boat away from the bridge. The water bridge yearns for dreams, and the cloud boat cherishes the sunset.
6. The aurora in the Antarctic snow area and the warmth at both ends of the equator are my earnest watch.
7. The fallen flowers on the trees, the prosperity of the whole world and the faint Millennium are evil spirits in my heart.
8. In this life, I can only see in my dreams, and I see my soul. Standing on the shore, Mo Wen, where the soul of this shore comes from, don't chase where the soul of the other shore crosses.
9. Clear water bay, crescent boat and starlight dive into the lake with the wind. The night is like water, the moon is like a plate, and the story of sailing flows through the sky.
10, a cup of tea is silent, leaving a lingering fragrance. Where is your favorite fragrance? Flowers fall deep in bodhi and follow fate. Flowers fall into a world, one leaf and one bodhi flower, bright leaves, vigorous, swaying, flowing, playing, dancing, and drunken dust flying down.
1 1, I suddenly feel that everything is blurred, our warm memories, our warm smiles, and our warm Jiangnan. ...
12, the faint sunshine reflects the vicissitudes of the earth freely, the breeze follows the clothes, and the clouds float quietly!
13. After the play, the curtain fell slowly overhead, and the audience did not applaud or cheer. Although he knew it was the end from the beginning, he stood alone on the stage and shed tears. ...
14. The clock hanging on the wall is still ticking. Things are much transformed, dreaming birds cry empty, and whoever ran aground on his face left a thin veil.
15, sitting alone on the balcony, let the warm sunshine shine on me, let the surrounding air touch me, let the slight wind blow on my face, close my eyes and feel my breathing and heartbeat quietly.
16, how many dreams, perched among water plants, finished dew, and put down my disappointment with a smile.
17, flowers bloom and flowers fall, Liu Yiyi, grass quietly gives birth to new green, moss stone steps, Buddha's shadow, all the way away from the door of the world.
18, return to the eternal pure land and redeem the soul; Go back to that eternal childhood and pursue the lost passion; Go back to that eternal harbor and shelter the vicissitudes of life.
19, is it a 500-year cycle? In my dream, you became a boatman who vaulted the pole on the Forgotten River. A leaf boat, a hemp fiber and a hat, struggling to ferry in the world of mortals, in order to realize this passing fate in this life.
20. The pavilion is late, the stream is smoky, and the dream is faint by the railing. It's shallow and deep. I walked through the moonlight-like stream and wrote down the promise of a thousand years with a slender pen. The night was like a poem and I redrawn a fairy tale.
In addition:
Words: vibrant, vibrant, bright spring, full of sunshine, loud books and extraordinary excitement.
You chase after me, laugh and laugh, the environment is elegant and fragrant, the scenery is charming, and you can work hard and thrive in groups of three or five.
Good sentences:
Our school is like a big garden, how beautiful and lovely it is. We thrive here.
When we entered the classroom, we saw thick fog rolling in the window. The classroom is like a big steamer.
Spring makes the earth look brand-new, gives all love to our school, gives us joy and hope, and urges us to make progress.
There are four charming seasons on campus: pink spring, lush summer, autumn with fragrant maple and chrysanthemum, and winter with green and white.
The past four dilapidated school buildings have disappeared, brand-new classrooms and conference rooms stand in barrier-like walls, and small and exquisite reception rooms guard the west side of the gate.
There is a diamond goldfish pond in the middle court of the school. There are many little red goldfish in it. They chased and frolicked in the clear water.
There are some:
1. Many things that we thought would never be forgotten were forgotten in the days that we never forget.
I know I am not a good recorder, but I like to look back on the road I have traveled more than anyone else. I kept looking back and stopping, but when I was still in my hand, I still rushed forward with great momentum.
If God wants to destroy a person, he will go crazy. But I have been crazy for so long, why hasn't God killed me?
4. In this sad and bright March, I beat my horse from my thin youth, through corydalis, through kapok, through sadness and impermanence.
Whenever I look at the sky, I don't like to talk anymore, but I dare not look at the sky again when I talk.
6. One is always on a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then one day, you will find that you have really forgotten what you tried to forget.
7. Children who used to deal with words will never be happy. Their happiness is like naughty children, wandering to the skylight, wandering to the skylight but still refusing to come back
8. Not every effort will be rewarded, but every effort must be rewarded, which is an unfair and irreversible proposition.
9. When you really love something, you will find how fragile and powerless language is. There is always a gap between words and feelings.
10, memory is like water spilled in the palm of your hand. Whether you spread it out or hold it tightly, it will still flow through your fingers drop by drop.
1 1, the wind blows away. A year passed like this. It will continue like this next year. I don't know whether there is depression behind stability, or whether there is stability in depression. We just can't find it.
12, the wound, like me, is a stubborn child who refuses to heal, because the heart is a warm and humid place, suitable for anything to grow.