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The protagonist wanted to reread it, but did not do it for various reasons.

Some conversations, some memories, some people Save some memories before you forget them now

No one expected that she was determined to die. Hope everything is safe and sound

A series of interesting things happened between me and some friends in junior high school and now in high school.

The female protagonist is a cute and well-behaved person, and the male protagonist is a person with good grades and many peach blossoms.

The light of my life is not brought by you, but if you leave, my light will be gone.

Just a one-man show and a secret love The quieter and calmer I am, the more patient I am, the more indifferent I am, the more the turmoil hidden in my eyes boils.

If you refuse to wake up and indulge in it, the story is already over We all have a life we long for. We are all working hard for the future, don't leave any regrets to yourself. Whatever you think about right now, do it. Work hard to achieve what you want to do. Youth is for struggle. When you grow up, you will understand that a person does not build a family but a family. When we were in adolescence, we all liked someone, and we were also laughed at by others. A man is born between heaven and earth, how can he live under human beings for a long time? We always think of the past. The past is like smoke, but sometimes it is right in front of us. I hope this "Qingjiang Notes" can bring you memories of your past

Those who are content are always happy. Nothing in life is more important than happiness.

By chance, we met. I don't dare to believe in things about relationships easily anymore, and I don't want to share my feelings with others. It was his appearance that healed me step by step. Our story is very ordinary, but it is a ray of light for me. I don't know how far we can go, but I know that we just need to cherish the moment.

This is the emotional experience of my first love----make up the number of words????

Inscription: An egret stands in the snow, a fool sees the egret, a wise man sees the snow, and a wise man sees the white. --Lin Qingxuan (This article is an essay, a note, a prose.)

? If conflicts are constant, then the loss of property, time, and life is not necessarily a small probability event.

The tenacity, hard work, and fighting spirit of the previous generation are passed down to one generation after another and are the foundation for achieving a better life.

Where do normal people keep diaries? Haha, it seems like I'm not normal, but don't worry, it's not Fang Fang's kind of diary. I was born in the winter of 1996. Over the past 20 years, I have never been a very candid person in life, not because of anything else, but probably because I was afraid of feeling helpless after being seen through. Since I have a poor memory, I always write down my memories and feelings. There is no need for the soul to be sealed in darkness forever because of shortcomings. After all, there is no perfect soul in this world, and the sun still has black holes. So I wanted to find a place to spread her out and dry it out. I don't expect anyone to watch it, after all, I really don't want to watch it myself. Just in case she is gone one day, there is a place to know, oh, it turns out that she has been in this world in this era. \U002F\u002F\u002F There is nothing interesting about childhood, just a child's journal and homework. The following chapters probably span the ten years of junior high school, high school, college, and graduate school. They can be regarded as some emotional flow, but also boring and random.

Time flies and I stand guarding the sky. It's not that time rushes but that you forgot to take me away. There is no trace of what's forgotten or left behind. I chase desperately along the moss-covered stairs. I lose my way, I lose myself, I lose you, and I lose my memories. I know that you are gone and never come back, just like the moon in the mirror, the moon is coming, and it will eventually come. In the end, I can't love. After all, it is empty and a dream. After the prosperity, I am the only one left!

In 2020, due to the epidemic, life will be different from previous years. And during this year, look what happened to me?

The ex is a wound in each of our hearts. Most of the breakups for many people end in unhappy separation. Whether it is the subsequent recovery or the rift that we will never meet again in this life, it becomes a trace on each other's hearts.

Tao Xiaochun: "He is the knight clothed in holy light who cuts open the cage of darkness to save me." Jiang Jichen: "She is just a little angel. She burst into my heart instantly. Even if she begs me, I won't open her heart." He Shuangjie sweet article

Those things about boarding students, will you think of my trivial things when you see them...

Youth has passed and will never come back. Time has passed and we can't help but miss it. In the mottled glass time, who uses his eyes to peer into your and my memories. Time has no mercy. May our days to come get better and better.

Hello babies, this is some copywriting that I collected and wrote based on my thoughts. It is positive and happy. Submissions are welcome.

My daily routine of complaining about being a useless person in my thirties. Ordinary complaints, ordinary daily life, please look forward to it.

A small story, it may move you, but please don't have your hopes up, because not all stories have a happy ending.

I met that boy for a year, and it was all my own fault.

I have a lot of dreams, impossible dreams, dreams are always good and not always good.

First love was beautiful, but also short-lived, so much so that I miss it to this day. Don't dare forget.

Any similarity in some views on parent-child communication is purely coincidental. Try to comfort yourself, we are luckier than other children in the world who have no parents.

Mom, why did you leave us? Your father's house is too far away from where your mother works.

Whenever I think of the stars, I always remember human life and reincarnation, or nothingness

Anyway, it's just some important memories that I don't want to forget, so just write them down.

This is my dream and lifestyle. I have never said these words to anyone. Being able to speak out my thoughts...

Internet fate, meeting each other online, developing feelings, and finally leaving through the screen. It may seem like a very ordinary online love, but it means something special to me.

Record the insights of life and appreciate the preciousness of life. Time that cannot be saved, years that pass by in a hurry.

Hello everyone, let's call me Guanzi for now. These stories are short stories about real people around me that record life. Just think of it as a casual little diary.

Campus love! Hope to make it to the end! You also have your own rights in front of the screen. You don't need to keep your parents' words in your mouth.

Record the insights in life and record every bit of life.

A book of different stories from many girls

Everyone has a home, it can be a small home, a big home, or not a home at all. This is a story about my life from childhood to adulthood.

A boy wanted to appear in my life like a light, but before I could touch my light, he got off halfway, and the light in my life gradually turned into darkness.

A star also meets its sun. Someone said that meeting the right person at the right time is a kind of happiness, and I have been looking forward to that "Mr. Almost" who is just for me.

I have a story about my secret crush on a boy. I like her very much!

This article is adapted from real events around me and is suppressed throughout. I hope friends who read this article can take this as a warning.

The story of Darabengba is adapted by a fan, take a look! Thanks!

Random thoughts and feelings, children are not shallow at heart. In the society of little people, who restrains whom...

Life stories are not thrilling, they are just ordinary, mundane things. Is there no reason to complain?

Purely make up fairy tales and enjoy your addiction to Andersen's fairy tales. Take it before going to bed for better results.

The story of TNT and two girls is purely based on my imagination

Record the little things that happen around you, mainly the daily life of junior high school students