Loved Only informed heavy, drunk square know wine thick

At night, the moon is as before. I lit a cigarette and sat in front of the computer, looking at the stars all over the sky outside the window. I really envied that the stars in the sky could accompany the moon around, but I could only wait silently for you in the distance. Drunk square know wine thick, loved only informed heavier. I carefully chewed this familiar but crude rhetoric, and after thinking for a long time, I still couldn’t give it a complete explanation. So I checked it online, they are all ordinary images/occasionally rushing into dreams/How many novel patterns have changed/are all ordinary emotions/are all ordinary words/accidentally meeting a poet/How many novel verses have changed/wine is known only when drunk you can’t do my poem/Just as I can’t do your dream/This is a poem written by Hu Shi in the later period of “Dream and poem, but the purpose of his writing is not about love, but to explain that experience is more important. Drunk square know wine thick, loved only informed heavier. In the past, I always thought that love was only lingering in love letters, but only released in TV plays. Love was also the works written by literati and poets, or some people groaned without illness after drinking and eating. But now I know that if I love someone, I will be as happy as flying, and I will also feel painful and want to die. It can make people laugh foolishly, and also make people cry crazily. So devoted? How wonderful I miss it? yin jiu zhi ke more? The pain of regret is much more wonderful than the blank of numbness. I used to take out my heart and give it truly; I was deeply fond of the gloomy and sunny life and tolerant of imperfect love. Who knows that people who are easy to worry are the most likely to be sad? But now I am still not afraid of the scars brought by my heart, and I am not injured and will not continue to pay any more. Drunk square know wine thick, loved only informed heavier. Only those who have loved can truly understand what love is? It was sweet, painful, happy and sad. It seemed to be the weather in midsummer. Suddenly, it was clear, dark clouds, lightning, thunder, and Storm, it is difficult for me to understand why my mood fluctuates so much? An inexplicable feeling. Buddha said: only 500 times of looking back can we get the passing of this life. It is really called happiness that a person can meet someone who knows how to love you with heart and who deserves your love with heart in his life. But in real life, sometimes people will be confused and think that what they own is often not the best, so they don’t know how to cherish it. Love really won’t wait for you in the same place. When you turn back, it has gone far. When you lose it, you will slowly hate yourself and regret yourself. My life is full of flower buds of love. Although there are many flowers, there is no repeated one, but there is always one that belongs to me. The love I once had had had been branded in my heart. When Love had become the past, I no longer complained, nor did I hate it. I felt more understanding and calm in my heart. What was held in my hand before could not be owned, but what I have now is not necessarily unforgettable. Now I understand that I may lose when I own it, and may regain when I give up. People who understand know how to give up, people who really love know how to sacrifice, and people who are happy know how to be detached. When two people love and be loved are happy things, I don’t want to be painful any more. Now that I have experienced it, I leave a beautiful smile to the person who hurts me the most, after many years, I may occasionally think of it. I hope it is a wonderful memory. If the love between them lasts for a long time, will it be in the morning and evening. Love that can’t go through the test of time and space is not true love. Although I can’t be with the person I love most often, I will cherish the person I love. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…