A Collection of Short Stories

I really like your writing, sir =w=

Written from the point of view of the Autumn Equinox, I can't see the frost coming, and I'm a little confused about her sudden change! I hope there will be an extra episode about Frostfall!

Midnight Song (Ci of Jin and Song dynasties) As the sun sets outside the front door, I can see Zidu. The temples are beautiful and colorful, and the fragrance has filled the road. Fragrance is created by fragrance, not beauty. Heaven will never stop people's wishes, so I sent Nong to see Lang. Su Xi didn't comb her hair; her silk hair was covered on her shoulders. There is nothing pitiful about Wan Shenlang's lap. Ever since Biehuan arrived, the funeral utensils have never been opened. My head is messy and I dare not take care of it, and my pink hair gives rise to yellow clothes. They resented and admired each other through ups and downs, only to gain success. Yulin talks about the stone tower, and the two hearts are filled with sorrow and thought. Seeing that my mother is happy and beautiful, I would like to get a golden orchid. If there is no warp or weft in the empty weaving, it will be difficult to find the right pieces. [When I first wanted to meet him, my two hearts were as one. If you manage the silk into a broken machine, why can't you realize that you are a match? The silk in front is broken and lingering, intending to make friendship. Spring silkworms are susceptible to infection, and silkworms have come back to life. We say goodbye today, when will we meet again? The bright light illuminates the empty situation, and the leisurely life is not yet expected. Since the other man came, how could I not complain? The yellow barberry grows into a dense forest, but it takes a lot of painstaking efforts. Plant hibiscus in the high mountains and pass through Huangbowu again. When the fruit is a lotus, the wandering infant works hard. The morning thoughts go out the front door, and the evening thoughts return to the rear. Who am I talking to with a smile? I remember you in my belly. Lying with my pillow by the north window, the man comes and plays with me. Xiao happy is so abrupt, how long can we have sympathy for each other? Standing on chopsticks, unable to eat, walking in dithering motions. If you win the game, you will win all the time. It is not the same thing to take care of others. The gate is uneasy and has no intention of getting back together. When you are young, you should be in time, but when you are wasted, you will grow old. If you don't believe Nong's words, just look at the grass under the frost. The green cover is covered with brocade, and the double skirts are now open again. I have promised to wear a belt around my waist. Who can take off the clothes together? I often worry about having second thoughts, but I am happy now and the results are not uniform. A dead fish becomes turbid water, but a long fish behaves like a clear stream. I am happy when I am happy and sad, but I am happy when the man laughs. There are no connected trees, but different roots and roots. I am grateful for the attentiveness at the beginning of my joy, but I sigh that my son has fallen into disarray. The gold-plated tortoise shell on the side is gorgeous on the outside and thin on the inside. Tears lingered after farewell, full of lovesickness and sadness. It is recalled that the abdomen is eroded and the liver and intestines are broken. The road is too close to count, so it is extremely cold. There is no east flowing water. When will we return to the west? Who can think without singing, who can be hungry without eating. The sun and darkness are leaning against each other, and I feel extremely melancholy. The skirt is not tied, and the eyebrows are stretched out of the front window. Luo Shang Yi is flying, Xiao Kai is scolding the spring breeze. Lift the wine to wait for advice, but the cup will be empty when the wine is returned. I hope that because we meet each other slightly, our hearts will feel the same. At night, I am troubled by all my thoughts, and my eyes are filled with sorrow and tears. There is only so much love in one's heart, but who knows the heart of the master? If the year is not timely, it will be deviant. The element is not as good as duckweed, it moves with the spring breeze. I couldn't sleep for a long time, so I turned my head to listen to the drums. The joyful meeting for no reason makes Nong's liver and intestines bitter. Where does joy come from? Duanran has a worried look. If there is no response to three calls, what can be better than pines and cypresses? Thoughts of love are lingering, falling in love with no regrets. The heavy curtain is held by oneself, but who knows how thick it is. The air is clear and the moon is bright, and I can play with you at night. Langge is full of wonderful ideas, and Nong also spits out fragrant lyrics. The wind is trembling and the sky is trembling, and the day is getting dim. Lang Huai has a secluded boudoir nature, and Nong also relies on his spring appearance. The night is long and sleepless, and the bright moon shines brightly. I want to hear the call, but I answer the promise in the air. Everyone has their own niche, but my ambition is against my will. The wind blows the winter curtains, and the cold is flying. I want to be happy, and my actions are based on Yu Qing. The mist and dew hide the hibiscus, but the lotus cannot be seen clearly. I am the North Star, and it has not changed for thousands of years. Walk happily in the heart of the day, heading east and west again at dusk. Lianhuan moved to Zuoxiang with good feelings. The tung tree grows in front of the door, and Wu Zi comes in and out. Sending letters cannot bring joy, and self-reciprocation cannot come out. Gold and bronze are used as hibiscus, but how can lotus seeds be made real? It was not secret at the beginning, but it will be worse in the future. I turned around to criticize the combs and took them off, but realized that my ambition was sparse. Don't forget each other when sleeping or eating, sit down together and get up again. Jade lotus root, golden hibiscus, no one calls me lotus seed. Relying on love, you want to advance, but you are too shy to move forward. Her mouth is red and her hair is singing, and her jade fingers are playing with the delicate strings. The morning sun shines on the money, and the light and wind move the money. The clever smile is like a pair of rhinoceros, and the beautiful eyes are like a pair of moths. "When I first wanted to meet my husband, my two hearts were in the same place. When I looked into the broken machine, I realized that we couldn't be a match." The poem uses cotton and silk woven into cloth as a metaphor for lovers getting married. The woman expected that the two would be happy and have a happy ending, but she didn't expect that the man would betray his heart and leave her with a strand of tangled threads and an incomplete dream. "Si" is a homologue of "thinking"; "broken machine" is a broken loom, which is a metaphor for bad luck; "horse" is a quantifier, which is the unit of length of cloth, and is a metaphor for "matching". Of course, the broken machine can't weave cloth into pieces, and it uses a homophonic pun to lament that love is not going well. It expresses the infatuated woman's heartache towards the heartless man and her epiphany of the failure of her marriage.

Xiaoyun is really slow!

I also like the book "The Little Prince" very much.

There is nothing bloody in life!

Lan Moer is very cute, haha!

No one wants to be a green leaf all the time! It feels really uncomfortable to be ignored!

Many people don't see the hard work behind outstanding people!

Love triangle, love triangle! Love rivals fall in love with each other, which is very interesting!