Unmatched in His Prime

From 2009 to 2017. It turns out that time flies so fast, a full 8 years have passed. I just accidentally heard Faye Wong's passing [In our lifetime, we will meet on a narrow road, and we cannot avoid it] Maybe you won't appear again, but I will never forget this article and the youth he gave me. 2017/03/03

December 14, 2018. Time is really the cruelest thing in the world.

My dear, it's another year.

While watching this. Suddenly I think Gregorian's Green sleeves are very suitable. The feeling of being alone. How pure and simple

Uh~~At the beginning, I thought it was the flavor of youth pain literature~~~`~Then I read it~~~This article is the starting point~~~~`Especially the part about starting a business~I personally find it shocking~~~(Although the author's style has basically not changed~~~`Mo~ The writing style is very good~~and also very delicate~~the readers are very fond of it (the basic types are all~~~~but I always feel that the look is a bit abrupt~~In a word~the protagonist is a heartthrob~~~about Lan Muchen~~~~I am so speechless~~~an uncle~a high-ranking uncle~~it doesn't take long to go from dislike to like~the heartthrob aura, isn't it~~`It's really a piece of shit. PS. The operators of food trucks and the like were originally homeless and beggars. I'm not looking down on them, I just don't believe in their hygiene. I believe the food is fine, but I don't believe in their habits. PSS. The character of the protagonist becomes more and more effeminate and loses his original character. The author insists on why he is like this. It feels a bit like trying to force some beautiful words on him~~~~~Mo~

I can't help it anymore, let's change it! Update it! Update it!

Hope it's the ending I like. . . Although I like many people at the same time. . But it doesn't make people feel sentimental. . .

Author, you are a bit slow to update! ! ! PS: Xiaomo is going to be out? Although adults don't describe him much, I still love him quite a lot. I feel like he is like a very light landscape painting, with hazy love that enchants people's hearts!

If your description of Shijiazhuang hadn't evoked my memory, I might have chosen to continue diving as before. It's really amazing. I also lived in the mine workers' community. If I feel distant from your previous journey, then This time it is within my reach. Those old people have appeared in my life. If it were not for this article, I would have forgotten it. I have forgotten the surprise and emotion I felt when I first saw a few old people putting steamed buns around a pot with smoke rising from the cooking pot. Sometimes I am confused as to where these lonely words come from. Looking at these footprints I understand a little bit. It is rare to be able to express so much emotion and grasp it so well. Just like a game of chess, the game is never new and the moves must be viewed correctly. People who are worried about this gorgeous chessboard, risking their own lives to play such a game, is it so thrilling and difficult to move forward? That year in my freshman year of high school, the first day of the new semester, the late summer sun was too warm and made me drowsy. Mo Yijin came late, and he just walked into my sight with the light behind him while I was half asleep and half awake. It impacted my nerve endings, so that when I recalled it later, I always had the illusion that he was walking in the sun... I was attracted by such a beginning, intertwined with past memories, and sketched out for us the once vivid and moving figure. Darkness and brightness overlap in the light and shadow of time. Xiao Mo said the least in the whole text, but it seems that no one's position can shake his weight in Wu Dongxian's heart. It is just a youthful crush. I don't think so. In addition to exposing him as an aloof person, you don't seem to want to say any of his character traits. You are too in love! Wu Dongxian is such a unique person. Although he had an unlucky childhood, the world has not dulled his spirit or extinguished his enthusiasm. The pride in his heart has always been so clear. His heart is always the same, even if he is forced to accept the rules of this world! Loneliness and beauty are dark, and the years are as frightening as an arrow. I remember so many things about old love, and it's hard to think about spring again. Golden willow silk hangs from the curved sill, and silver zither breaks from the small window strings. I can hear the words of swallows in the deep courtyard, and the garden is full of idle flowers. I can't stop longing for you, and I can't bear to live in sorrow for a long time. Whoever sees the setting sun and dreams alone feels infinitely sad. I have always liked the artistic conception of this little poem written by Hua Jian Ji. In the river regardless of day or night, there will always be the "next" huge wave, and the "next" vortex is ahead. I have no time to prepare for every trial, so I just deal with it instinctively. After the stormy waves, there is either peace or death, which is half God's will and half manpower... I hope Wu Dongxian will be strong enough and stubborn enough to bear the dreams of so many people. Finally, I'll end with one of my favorite passages. I had a long, long dream. In the dream, the train kept jolting and honking, and there seemed to be endless tunnels. Click-click-click-bang-bang-bang-wow-all kinds of sounds were shouting in my head. Slowly the sound became quieter. The sunlight was swaying in through the car window. I was sitting in the shadow of the sun. My face, eyelashes, and teeth were shining with light and small shadows. The color outside the window became brighter. Come, large tracts of rapeseed flowers and sunflowers are swaying in the wind, the sunshine is getting brighter and brighter, and the fragrance is getting stronger and stronger - it is peach blossoms, countless peach blossoms are in full bloom, the breeze passes everywhere, and the fallen flowers are colorful, as if there is a profuse rain of peach blossoms. The petals fell into the stream with a few water droplets and then folded back, flying in the sky, one piece fell on my face, two pieces... The pieces are as cool as jade, and the fragrance is light and elegant...

Haha, this Brother Dong is so dignified, so grand, and sometimes sentimental.