Free environment Capriccio

I don’t know when I started to like prose online and QQ space. When you are free, you can write something whatever you think in your heart. After publishing, you will click more times and follow more posts. When your efforts are rewarded, you will also have a little sense of accomplishment in your heart. After all, it took me a lot of energy and time, and it was also the confession of my heart and the exposure of my inner world. Second, somehow, I’m addicted to your relationship and can’t help myself. I can’t control the yearning for you, and my mood is like the wind, which has already pervaded wildly. The flashy vanished, Rong Hua has thanked. Three thousand weak water, I only take you to drink. The sound of tapping with your fingertips sends you my missing. The rhythm of mouse click is sending you and me. Let’s stay together forever and let you and me experience the most beautiful emotion in the world. Love is Like spring rain, love is soft. I have never regretted. On the contrary, I thank space for letting us meet in front of the screen. What is happiness? Happiness is that we hold hands and pull a hook. Happiness is that we pour out love and fate with my beloved person every night. Sometimes it is so magical, and we meet at this time not too late, I think of an interesting story about fate. It was said that a scholar named Yu you went to Chang’an to take the exam in Tang Dynasty. One day I wandered to the outside of the back wall of the palace for a rest. There were many red leaves floating on the water flowing out of the ditch. Suddenly, he found some handwriting on a piece of red leaves, and took it out of the water hurriedly. He saw a poem: Why is the running water too urgent? The palace is full of leisure. Thank Hongye for your diligence, so that you can go to the world. Savor carefully, sincere, euphemistic and touching. Yu You returned to his residence and carefully collected the red leaves found in the box. Thinking of the pain of a woman living in the secluded palace, she couldn’t help feeling pity. If she had a good chance, she would marry a beautiful woman. There was an inexplicable concern and yearning for the woman I had never met before in my heart. A few days later, Yu you picked up a piece of red leaves by the river and wrote on it that he once heard the red resentment on the leaves, who is Ye Shang’s poem? Put water from the upstream of the ditch. Yu you failed in the exam for many times, so he just settled down to teach Han Yong, a noble person in the river, and the poem written by red leaves became a dream that could never be reached. One day, Han Yong told him that the emperor’s Imperial Palace had offended more than 3,000 people, making them suitable for everyone. Those who had Mrs. Han had the same family name and stayed in the palace for a long time. Now they have been in the imperial court to live in our house. I am not married today, and I am more than strong. I am suffering from hardship and have no achievements. I am alone. I am very sympathetic to you. Today, Mrs. Han’s suitcase is not less than a thousand yuan. Benliang’s daughter is only 30 years old and looks very beautiful. I said that she would hire a son. What’s the case? Yu you hurriedly appreciated the worship. Soon, Yu you got married with Han. One day, Hans accidentally saw the red leaf he had treasured for many years in You’s bamboo basket. He couldn’t help being surprised: Why did you get this sentence? Yu you told it truthfully. Han said: I also got red leaves in the water. I don’t know who will do it? So I opened the box and took out the red leaves, and the ink still remained, which was exactly what Yu you wrote in those years. The two were relatively surprised and wept for a long time. They said in the same voice: is it accidental? Murphy pre-established also. Han said that when she got the leaf of Yu You’s poem on that day, she also returned a poem, which is still hidden in the box. Take it out in a hurry, Yu you took a look, and the poem said: walk alone on the bank of Tiangou, when the leaves flow. Who will get this feeling? A poem is broken. They were amazed at each other. It had been ten years since red leaves wrote poems and they became a couple. It was unexpected that there was such a coincidence marriage in the world because of its own fixed number! Han said with a feeling: a line of good sentences and exercises are flowing, and I have been thinking deeply for ten years. Today, however, it becomes a friend of Luan Fengyou. Only when we know that Hongye is a good medium. It is true that everything in the world is gathered because of fate. Fate is destined. Fourth, one chapter of my life should come to an end, and another chapter will begin. I think the protagonist of this new chapter is you — sister. In fact, this chapter is still the continuation of the previous chapter, but the plot is changing without ups and downs, which is the sublimation of the previous chapter. 5. No matter the flowers in spring and spring, the bright moon in autumn, the warm wind in summer and the snow in winter; The four seasons are changing, but my love remains unchanged. Let life have another chapter. Is it gorgeous or simple? It doesn’t matter any more. There are no two identical chapters. The next chapter will be a splendid one. 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. 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. 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