This life is only hurt by love

This life is only hurt by love. After all, I was still the woman who put too much emphasis on love and could not walk out of the burden of my whole life. — Text: Li Luoshu read several articles about xuexiaochan, and another woman wrote a little half of her life. Only this little half of her life was the little half of this woman’s life, only this woman is also a woman of temperament walking on the path of pale and bleak, without any support in her heart but still strong. This article “readers” written by Xue Xiaochan was first published and reprinted in many magazines. The woman didn’t like the bustle either, so she carried her bag and walked on the road alone early. Or it is still the plain white shirt, sky blue jeans and white sneakers. A person keeps company with the scenery along the road. It seems to be a little confused unintentionally, this woman and the plain woman in Anne’s works. After all, I still learned to refuse. What I refused was so mighty. Refuse the people passing by, all kind advices, all euphemistic flattery, and walk on the wandering road alone. My thousands of twists and turns into the surging river, leading me to the road that cannot be turned back. I think xuexiaochan is also a woman who likes drama. The lingering words and charming expressions of that woman in the drama can only attract women’s tenderness. I want to capture the countless charm of the tranquil river in the south of the Yangtze River bit by bit, and capture the heart of women in the world who are unwilling to be lonely. I just walked through the rugged and open road of life like this. All living beings are in conformity with others. The time accumulated in a small half of life is nothing more than a sober and persistent understanding of this world. It’s good to be muddled, but the wine still smells good. People can’t be too sober. If they are too sober, they can’t see themselves. People should not be too persistent. If they are too persistent, they will lose the original direction of life. How many people would like to see this little half of their life. What they can see through and cannot see through is just the emotion of life rising one wave after another. In this year, gossip, what does life look like? People are neither human nor ghost. I laugh in front of people, and cry behind people. Nothing more than is conceivable that not phraseology is to put down not put. When drinking, I always be careful not to lose my voice, but when I really want to get drunk, I can’t get drunk at all. When I don’t want to get drunk, I get drunk to the past, which is a mess and nonsense. People’s explanation of the secular world is tedious and lengthy. Some people look at it from the philosophical point of view, some people look at it from the artistic point of view, and some people attribute all this to falsity. However, I took the simplest way to do the simplest things and became the simplest person with the simplest figure. I am the green vine growing carefully, looking at the magnificence of the tree and the beauty of the flowers, while I grew up carefully and tried hard to prevent myself from being the burden of others, but it helps me to feel the most painful feeling. I don’t know what else to say. For those who read me, I never refuse to be seen through, but I am afraid of the branches born after seeing through. I still lingered on Xue Xiaochan’s blog and forgot my way back. I know her good, just like Anne I can’t forget. The world of mortals is thin and weak, and there are only so many women who are infatuated with it. The lucky ones look at the happy and happy journey of life. Even without words, they also have their own feelings to accompany them through the old days. The unfortunate woman is nothing more than blaming everything on words, telling other people’s stories and watching her passing years little by little. She likes the endless old, the longer it is, the better it will be. Looking at the winding cheongsam of the women of the Republic of China, the hair of the Oriental women, and a little Rouge gouache, it has been over a hundred years. If Xi Na is old, should he be a person in his previous life, reincarnated in the wrong reincarnation and mistakenly entered this noisy world. The numerous reinforced concrete concrete should be a thatched house in the countryside. The galloping and carefree vehicle should be a happy horse running in the wilderness. Why did it just become so long without paying attention to everything. The life he wanted became a legend, but that man just became the person in his dream. After reading Xue Xiaochan, why did it begin to be endless. The biggest difference between her and Anne should be the times. I like strong colors, but I always disguise myself with plain pigment. It was because I pretended for too long that I forgot my original intention. The most difficult thing in the world is not to climb one or another limit, or to achieve one or another scientific achievement. Those things are just a reasonable conclusion at an appropriate time. And the most difficult thing to walk in this world of human beings is to understand. Sometimes I imagine that there will be a kind of fish that can dance in the deep of the sea. The only thing I can do is to dance for me alone, dancing the sail of the graceful years, I danced with joy and sadness again and again, but the fish hid so far that it forgot me to this world. I am believe that there are people in my previous life, what kind of person should I be in my previous life, or I would like my previous life to be still a woman, walking on the Bluestone Road in Jiangnan water town, the rice washed by the river walked into the thatched idle house, and the misty smoke rose from the kitchen, with a man with similar temperament and a warm and lovely daughter. But now, seeing the appearance of this life helplessly, I have no nostalgia for this world, only this world is far away from my hometown in my dream. It is still the article “Lovesickness in one place and cold in two places” written by Xue Xiaochan. The woman in the cloud, the woman with thin lips. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. 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