Our youth has long gone

The youth we had nowhere to put, vanished as if Valentine’s day had arrived. The text message said: one cannot miss the last bus back home and the person who loves him deeply in his whole life. Never investigate carefully, do people on this planet do more? Seeing young people express their friendship by sending flowers. Thinking of our unparalleled youth, I had no words to express, but the friendship was very real, and my heart was full of piety. The book said: lovers will get married! Are there many people like this? When the mist was shrouded, I really don’t know what a lover is! A moment of turning around is the eternity of life. So the corner where your steps stop measuring can be regarded as the margin of my heart! It suddenly occurred to me that the Western love song “beautiful scenery and high sun” we sang in those years and the cold of early spring, which made people yearn for it. Searching the lyrics can be regarded as a gift for Valentine’s Day….. Beautiful mountains and rivers, the sun is so good, the wind is blowing, the little boat is propped up, it is shaking all the way for the sweetheart to get up, I am willing to work hard, beautiful mountains and rivers, the sun is so good, the wind is blowing, I think him he, what I think is really anxious for the sweetheart to sleep? I can’t sleep. I’m afraid that I can’t find it. How can I be so beautiful? The sun is so good. The wind is blowing. Run to the Earth Temple. I am willing to accompany him. Accompany me until I am old except him. Does he know? Like (prose editor: yuiran) 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. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…