Text, women’s

I have always thought that words have a puzzling relationship with women. Some people say that there is a kind of sadness in my articles, some say that my mood is particularly sad, and some even say that I am a lonely woman. No, facing the sea, spring blossoms are my yearning, lively and cheerful, joking is my character, naughty and willful, understanding is my nature. -Text: The fence is sparse and sparse, but the text is just a cup of coffee, smelling the faint fragrance. Looking at the text typed under the keyboard, I deeply integrated myself into it again. A woman who is obsessed with words is as crazy as love. They like to walk in the world of mortals with a plain heart, looking for that kind of beautiful thing and pursuing that kind of emotion that makes them excited. As long as it is what they love, even the tiny flowers in the dust are so dazzling and fragrant in their eyes. Even though they could only sigh the pity of the bone along the river bank, they were still from the spring girl’s dream. Lovel was their constant yearning forever. They will never forget that they once loved each other so much. They loved each other so much, so much, so painful that they were willingly hurt. I always believe that the most beautiful love he has given is enough! I am a woman who likes words and sad music; Although sometimes words only make me more lonely, sometimes sad music only makes me cry. Almost all of my words are with a hint of sadness, and there are few people who belong to happiness. I also know my words, which can not be called an article at all, but a monologue of mood. Sometimes, it is more like a person talking to himself, and sometimes it is like sleepwalking. When people who saw my number added me from prose website, most people said: I like your words, which is a kind of slight sadness revealed in the words, just like being hurt and rubbed gently, it seems to be soaked in tears, and there is a kind of sad beauty. Someone says: You are a person who lives for love and dies for love, and your words are all love. Others said: You are very real, and you are a real person! There are also friendly criticisms from friends: why can’t you walk out of your narrow emotional entanglement. Why not write something meaningful? Some netizens asked, are you so sad and sentimental in your life? In fact, in reality, I am a carefree woman with a smile like a peach blossom. Life is very happy, very warm! Therefore, he would always pinch my face and say with a smile, “you little cheater, you will pretend to be pitiful! And I just held my mouth, a pair of grievance, pitiful look, actually secretly proud. I don’t know if it is too happy, so I need sadness to decorate it? Or do people have two sides, one is sunshine and the other is dark? Perhaps because the heart is real while the soul is sad; Therefore, the ten fingers are also dyed with the color of sadness. Whether you say I am moaning without illness or saying sorrow for giving new words, you are all real me. It is not written to please anyone, nor is it pieced together for whom; Whether it is written or music, it is for expressing and commemorating. For many times, words and music are a kind of dream sustenance. If the heart is there, the dream is there; If the soul is there, the words are there! The women who write are pretty. They use words to express themselves, dress themselves up and interpret themselves. In the world of words, they are as gentle as water and as spiritual wisdom as Fox. There are truths that have nothing to do with the world; Beauty that has nothing to do with appearance; Elegance that has nothing to do with the rich and the poor; Flexibility that has nothing to do with the outside. They are writing in the wind, wet in the rain, dancing in the snow and burning in the fireworks. Words are the whispers of women’s hearts. Words let women read life into poems, proses and novels; Words let women go there with quiet dignity, moving elegance, sitting dignity, line of cheesy beautiful scenery. Women use words to show their true nature, making the sweetness and bitterness in life, the oil and salt of daily necessities, the spring, summer, autumn and winter in life, the wind, flowers, snow and Moon, become beautiful words, and blossom surprisingly enchanting. Tired and tired, wandering in the world of words, looking for a sense of relief where words and heart meet. The woman’s heart is the beating notes in her writing. The Heartbeats and heartbeats aroused by love and love flow slightly in the words, revealing the fragrance freely. The heart flower is swaying in such warmth. Words about love can always be found in women’s words. Maybe she doesn’t have much experience, but she can make her life as outstanding as possible in words; Maybe she hasn’t loved it sincerely, but in the words, you can write dreams and idiots, smiles and tears, feelings and sorrows. The woman walking in the text is delicate and gentle, and there is a kind of elegance and pleasure in every smile. Women’s words are another kind of dance of women. The world changes, and the red, the green and the Green are all in her understatement. The woman in the text is simple and pure, with fragrance in the dark night and fingers like flowers. Ren Yun is light, the wind is light, and the years are deep. They stare at each other and smile, speechless. Words are the most faithful lover of women forever. Life and Death go with each other and never leave. The woman who writes with the soul as the companion, the words as the soul, entangled with the words, smart and affectionate. It will let women learn to forget the painful pain and the unforgettable oath. The words of women are the loneliness of screaming, the tenderness of love, the fragrance and charming perfume, and the high-heeled shoes striking the heartstrings. Words are the narration of women’s emotions; Words are the extension of women’s hearts; Words are the expression of women’s thoughts; Words are the memory of women’s world of mortals. Without words, how do women dream? Without a Woman’s Dream, will the world be colorful. Women who love words like to miss the past. It is often said that when one begins to miss, he is old. Although the appearance is not old, the heart is vicissitudes. They never forget those beautiful things that make people feel excited, mountains and waters, people and things, the outline is still clear, moving forever in their hearts, emotions never fade. I like words, but I don’t dare to linger on my past words, because every word reveals sadness and heaviness, I’m afraid that I can’t afford it, I’m afraid of the feeling of collapse, and I’m afraid that I don’t dare to move forward any more. When you are happy, express happiness and happiness between the lines and share it with everyone. When you are sad, let your thoughts jump between the lines and release those fruitless worries. When you are lonely, write a paragraph of words, write a kind of mood, the heart is no longer helpless. Words make women more beautiful, more calm, more calm, and more wise

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