Warm and sweet short short story jitterbug
Warm and sweet short short story jitterbug, a lot of people say that the world is cold, but in the corners we do not know there are still a lot of warm things happening. Now we can see which stories through the platform, so what are the warm and sweet short short story jitterbugs, let's take a look.
And warm and sweet short short story jitterbug 1The white rabbit is a different girl. She loves adventure and refuses to stay the same. She dares to go after what others dare not.
She wanted a sensational love, so she hit the road.
She traveled through an endless sea of flowers and met the elegant butterfly. （
She went into the virgin forest and met the mighty tiger.
She passed through the vast ocean and met a huge whale.
She looked up at the blue sky and met a free eagle.
Each time she thought she had met the one. It turned out to be all over the place every time.
"Should I go on? The so-called boom is really that important." The little white rabbit hung his head and pondered.
Just when she was heartbroken and ready to turn back, she couldn't imagine seeing her brother, the little gray rabbit, who she grew up with in the village.
"Why are you here?" The little white rabbit asked. Hehehe."
Couple and warm and sweet short short story second
One day the little rabbit asked the farmer: farmer farmer ~ how can I grow thick calluses on my hands like you?
The farmer said: just work with me.
So the rabbit gave the farmer many days of work, from seeding to harvest. (Boyfriend bedtime long story book)
The little rabbit did not want anything, it happily ran to find the little hedgehog: look, I am no longer afraid of piercing the hand, I can play with you jumping goat.
Couple and warm and sweet short short story third
"Hey, do not jump." A voice suddenly came out of the girl's empty ears.
The girl was startled, the original forward body unconsciously leaned back, her feet were unsteady, and she stumbled and fell to the ground. Immediately afterward, she hurriedly climbed up again, and her eyes scanned the surrounding area warily. (Sweet Bedtime Stories)
"Who is it?" The girl rubbed her tailbone as she fought back the pain.
"I'm the building god of this building, I'm in charge of the whole building." The voice said, "I know what you're trying to do, and it's not allowed."
The girl froze for a moment and shook her head bitterly again, "But what's the point of me living?"
"Know the girl with long hair who jumped from here a few months ago?" The voice snorted coldly, "She was thinking the same thing as you are now, thinking that she could be relieved, but what happened? Suicidal people don't go to heaven, and the memories that forced them to give up their lives will replay in their minds over and over again."
The girl winced.
"You are unaware of how ugly that little girl died." The voice continued, disdain in its tone, "So many pairs of eyes watching, tsk, do you want to be like her?"
The girl winced as she pictured a similar scene in her mind. She first shook her head, and after a long interval, she mumbled again, "But my ex-boyfriend..." (Sweet story for boyfriend)
"It's really because of the scum." The voice scorned, "How come a stupid dan like you always thinks of punishing yourself with someone else's fault every day? Whoever's fault it is should suffer!"
The small stones on the rooftop floated with the wind, and flew down the stairs fiercely, one after another smashed in front of the building on a hangdog youth youth was beaten to hold his head, even rolled and crawled to escape far away, and even the shoes were scared off one.
The girl who wanted to commit suicide puffed and laughed out loud. After a few dozen seconds of quiet contemplation, she said thanks and turned to go downstairs.
There was a hint of a sob as the sound of walking died down completely. A slender figure with long hair emerged, and it was the girl who had given up her life months ago.
She thought she should be relieved after so long, but when she actually spoke of those painful memories, the tears couldn't stop falling.
After all, she is not a god of the building, just a ghost that has not been reincarnated.
"From now on, this building will be under your control." Behind the girl, a voice suddenly laughed, "That one over there who looks like a sneaky thief, is your ex-boyfriend, right?" (Bedtime stories for boyfriends super sweet)
The girl was surprised to turn back, a white coat of impermanence did not know when appeared behind her, smiling and picking up a stone, threw it out ruthlessly.
And warm and sweet short short story jittery 2Part 1: And warm and sweet short short story
A lofty stone mesa, and a low lying land made neighboring land.
The stone mesa is high and knowledgeable, set up a big frame, thinking it is very great, but no one wants to be close to it, it feels a little lonely.
The stone mesa of a left and right, there are two small rivers, they are spinning on the one hand, the other side of the song and dance, is two young and lively river. The stone mesa looked, and thought: they want to be able to stop at my feet and my companion, that's good. So it said to the little river on the left:
"O little river, stop! I am lonely, come and befriend me!"
"No," said the little river on the left, as it spun around and raised a little wave, "I'm too high up to be friends with you!"
The stone mesa turned its face again and said to the little river on the right:
"O little river, stop! I'm lonely, come and be my friend!"
"No," said the little river on the right, also turning round and saying mischievously, "How great you are, how can I reach you!"
The two creeks on the left and right hurried away from the rocky mesa, but headed for the puddle.
The puddle welcomed them not with words, but with its whole bosom. Both creeks stayed and made close and good friends with the puddle. Soon the puddle became a lake, fish and shrimp come here to live and swim, frogs come here to sing and dance, even the sky 'white clouds, but also often flew here to take a picture of their own beautiful shadow, love the lake water is not willing to leave. Here is how rich and beautiful ah!
Stone mesa look, both do not understand, but also very angry: "Am I not good? Why do they leave me in droves to make out with the puddle?" ...... But that's the way it is: the puddle is getting richer and richer day by day, and the stone mesa is always the same old proud and lonely.
Part 2: Warm and Sweet Short Stories
The little bear sat under the big tree, quietly listening to the sounds of nature. Autumn insects mumble, leaves rustling, like a song, how beautiful!
Unconsciously, he fell asleep. He dreamed that he picked up an orange, the rich flavor filled the air, too fragrant!
The bear cut the orange with his knife, and the rich orange flavor made him love it.
"If only there were more oranges," said the bear, holding them to his chest, "I could share them with my mates!"
The bear's mouth watered with desire. With a jolt, he came to his senses. It turned out to be a dream!
The bear rubbed his eyes, stood up and walked back.
Suddenly, a pile of rocks in the middle of the road blocked his way.
"How will this work? The rocks will block everyone's way." The bear rushed over to move the rocks.
The bear had just picked up a rock and was about to throw it when he suddenly felt the rock in his hand become round and smooth.
He took a closer look, and wow! The stone actually turned into a round orange, exactly as in his dream, fragrant and sweet!
This is not another dream, is it? The bear rubbed his eyes, pinched his legs, and pinched the orange.
It's true! The stone really turned into an orange!
The bear picked up another stone, and it turned into an orange!
Soon the bear had a bunch of oranges. The bear was so happy that he almost fainted.
He hurriedly took out his cell phone and called his buddies, inviting them to come and eat the oranges.
When the animals heard that the bear had oranges to share, they all hopped over.
The bear told everyone about his dream, and that the oranges were made of stone, and everyone was so shocked that no one dared to eat them.
Now, the bear was so anxious that his tears were falling down. He said sadly, "Did I do something wrong for the stone to turn into a spiced orange!"
The clever monkey laughed: "Not true. If you did something wrong, it should be the fragrant orange turning into a stone, and now it is the stone turning into a fragrant orange. haha, it must be the little monkey that you did something right for the stone to turn into a fragrant orange! So we should eat happily!"
Everyone woke up at once: "Right! It must be that the kind little bear did something good that the stone turned into a fragrant orange! Thank you, little bear!"
The bear finally smiled.
At this time, ran over a cute little brown bear, he saw the orange in everyone's hands, clapping his hands happily and said: "That's great! It's so good! My mom's magic is really effective ah! She said on the ground to put a bunch of stones blocking the way, if anyone is willing to move them, the stones will become delicious fruit; if anyone kicks them, the stones will become a pile of smelly dog poop ......"
It turned out to be so, everyone gave the bear a round of applause and thumbs up! The bear was a great success.
Then, they cut it with a knife and tasted the sweet and sour orange together, and the rich flavor floated out and far, far away ......
The little animals surrounded the bear in the middle, and sang a wonderful song together: "The stone turned into an orange, and we ate the orange together, and you were happy, and I was happy, and everyone was happy! I am happy, everyone is happy!"
Warm and sweet short short story jitterbug 3
1, one night, the boy on a motorcycle with the girl speeding,
They love each other y.
Girl: "Slow down... I'm afraid..."
Boy: "No, it's fun ...."
Girl: "Please... This is too scary..."
Boy: "Okay, then say you love me..."
Girl: "Well .... I love you... Can you slow down now?"
Boy: "Hold me tight..."
The girl hugged him tightly, girl: "Now can you slow down?"
Boy: "Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself? It makes me uncomfortable and interferes with my driving."
The next day, the newspaper reports that a motorcycle crashed into a building because the brakes failed, with two people on board, one dead and one surviving...
The boy who was driving knew that the brakes had failed, but he didn't let the girl know, because that would have frightened her.
Instead, he lets the girl say she loves him one last time, hugs him one last time, and lets her put on her own helmet, and, as a result, the girl lives and he himself dies...
Just for a moment, just in ordinary life, love shows us a myth...
2. A boy loved a girl,
The boy said to the girl, "I love you."
The girl only answered: "I know."
The boy walked away in a sulk,
After a while
The boy said to the girl: "I don't love you now."
The girl still only said: "I know."
The boy walks away,
After a while,
the boy says to the girl again: "I realized that I have always loved you, I love you."
The girl still answered him: "I know."
The boy finally could not hold back,
asked: "Why is it that every time you answer is I know, you really know what?"
The girl said faintly, "I know, I love you."