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Don't tell your secret to the wind, or it will blow throughout the forest.

I am a very sensitive person who protects myself very well. I also have a fragile heart inside the hard armor, which can be blown away by the wind at any time like paper.

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In this turbulent age, I encountered many things that made me remember. The young man was as bright as the sun, which I cannot forget...

This road of life is bumpy and bumpy, and I will meet too many people, but you are the only one who made me stop for a long time. The sunlight shining into the classroom, the chirping of birds outside the window, the sound of the teacher's lecture, and the laughter between you and your classmates, whether good or bad, will all become memories of my youth. We are people with ordinary abilities, but we are gilded with love for each other. Our story will become an unforgettable memory for me. Take your time, good or bad, it will be a long road. You and I will also take our time, and it will be a long road.

Before I met you, I never believed in the words love at first sight and love for a thousand years. Until I met you, I knew that I would never have a decent thing on my mind again...

Xiao Mengxin's simple essay has nothing to do with love, nothing to do with chicken soup, nothing to do with life

Maybe I can't describe the warmth in life, the darkness of reality, and the dreams in stories, but I will try my best...

We are all getting older slowly. After experiencing and seeing things, we gradually understand that life is not easy. We know the dangers of society and people's hearts. We have tasted various flavors of life, but we are still full of expectations for the world. No matter what the world is like, I hope everyone can be treated gently by it.

White paint next to black paint in a palette

This is a book about the confusion and confusion you experienced in your youth, the joys and sorrows you felt when you were young and frivolous, the people you met, the things you were passionate about, and the many extraordinary little moments. Each of us is living an ordinary and hard life, but there are always many surprises in our lives. I hope you can find your yearning and yearning in your youth, and live in your own time, moving forward indomitably, and may we all achieve our dreams.

Do you really not want to reconcile with me? Do you really want me to carry this regret into the future? Do you really want to ignore me?

It is adapted from real events and records the story of our time together.

You blended into my life silently and left quietly. Sometimes I don't know how I survived those days.

A story about youth pain written from the perspective of two people. It is very short and may not have an outstanding plot. I just hope that there will be fewer people in this world who miss it.

The world a teacher lives in is very exciting, because there are so many colorful students, and there are new surprises waiting for you every day, making life that has been going on for decades full.

Short, heartfelt essays on life. May life be filled with words, and may words be forever young.

I broke up with my ex-boyfriend after five years of dating. After running for freedom, he chased me in the crematorium... But this kind of entanglement is really... Terrible... I don't like reading the crematorium series anymore...

It tells the story of an introvert who emerges from the shadow of a tragic childhood and goes to the outside world to find his inner goal. Redeemed by oneself, or redeemed by others... Or get worse.

No one has the obligation to grow up with you. It is normal for someone to leave halfway. Use the reason and sobriety you feel to suppress the discomfort in your heart.

Someone once recommended a book to me, which started me on the path of no return. . . . . .

The daily life of a girl who has just entered college, a youthful and ignorant love life

"In one segment after another, in one stop after another, who will I meet?" "Who should I look for in the darkness that follows?"

Stumbling step by step, we are still young. After a little ups and downs, we are still young. \

This is a story about an adolescent girl and her mother. It is about a mother who only has a primary school education. When she is on the verge of collapse, she keeps writing about her love for her daughter through pale words. Many mothers have this experience: their daughters suddenly become strangers when they enter adolescence. From a caring "little cotton-padded jacket" to a tit-for-tat confrontation with myself. She was rebellious, stubborn, and had no food and salt. Her mother suddenly turned into a "machine gun" and kept "chugging". But my daughter is like a "big bunker" that can be bombarded by you and bullets fly everywhere, but she remains the same and is unbreakable. In countless battles, my mother could only move the battlefield to the platform and continue her long speech through pale words, helpless to persuade and vent.

A love story of the older generation, a story of family reorganization and generation separation

This article writes about the game Peace Elite. At the same time, it talks about tactics, confusion, etc. In the game. I randomly selected a few articles and specially selected them to talk about the principles gained from the previous games. I would also like to remind you that being addicted to games is harmful to the body, but playing games in moderation is good for the brain.

Record our youth, people and things, happy and unhappy, and hope that they will always retain their innocence in our short lives.

Think what you want, love what you love, do what you want, watch what you want to watch, that's how life is, what's wrong with doing whatever you want?

It's not enough without an introduction. I have to write it to twenty words, and I finally finished it.

So time passed, and the wind blew through my chest. Later, I wrote about the fireworks of my childhood in a book, listened to the bright frogs croaking in my dreams, and when I was in a daze, everything seemed to appear before my eyes.

After meeting you, everything becomes different. I wish us a bright future and everything goes well.

Kuang Jiale is an idiot. This book records the xxx things that Kuang Jiale felt sorry for Chen Jiawen's baby.

In the very early days of the past, trees would also grow many kinds of winds, and Canggu would pay special attention to tranquility.

I have a dream to be a writer. When I was a child, I used my imagination to fill a notebook with imaginary stories. But for my first serious work, I didn't want to use my imagination to write it anymore.

The story is very simple. I want to forget the boy I met on the evening of June 15, 2020. He is as bright as the sun, but it is a light that can never be touched. If I have a chance, I will tell him that I have liked him for a long time...

Want to chase the domineering president? Want to get a cute puppy? Want to hide from the rain in the arms of a domineering wolfdog? Want to take a walk holding hands with the cool guy? So what are you waiting for!

A junior high school girl's ordinary but interesting life

These are some of my own thoughts and feelings! As a post-00s generation!

Record around Ren Changping.

A short story of a girl's youth, a life without too many ripples, we are all like this.

"Can I talk to you?" "What?" The story begins...

Love blows with the wind. There are so many emotions that are difficult to calm down. Neither you nor I can escape them.

He still remembers her saying: "You have to learn to love someone. Don't plant trees for those who came before you and let others enjoy the shade. When I learn to love someone, I hope that you will still be by my side." But after all, it's just remembering

I write down my personal insights to share with everyone, hoping that it will serve as a catalyst for others.

Complicated life essays, inspiration from dreams, casual drunken graffiti...

My personal story. I want to briefly record the story of my grandmother and me.

Youth campus. Find confidence in confusion, and find light in confidence.

Life is not just about the present, but also poetry and distance. May you be true to yourself and live up to yourself and others. Have the courage to pursue your ideals.

As the saying goes, seeing is worth hearing a hundred times. Today I was finally lucky enough to see Liuye Lake, which I had been waiting for so long, and let me see its beauty and true face. Standing by the lake, looking up into the distance, the lake breeze blows and the waves roll. My mood is no longer calm, but like the ripples on the lake, ripples appear in my heart one after another.