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The evening breeze of summer evening blows across the land of Spring City. What on earth is the ignorant little boy thinking?

I am Xiaojia, and I want to record my life.

If one's heart can bloom like a flower, where can one find the garden of love?

Liang Xing was born in a poor rural area, with no background, no strength, and no rights... He has tasted all kinds of ups and downs, all of which are unremarkable...

Two essays, briefly talking about life

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Guangzhou life essay

"I didn't know I was a guest in the dream, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while." Maybe it's what Li Bai said, "Life is like a dream, how much joy can there be?" I am just a mediocre person, a worldly person. But I have to write something to commemorate my lost time. This book is dedicated to myself who will no longer be seen, and to the best years of my life.

I would like to follow in their footsteps, they are light and faith

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My cheating routine is different. This is not something I made up on the fly. It is a real thing. I am still young and ignorant. I have not yet reached adulthood this year. There is a series of my secrets in it, so are you willing to see other people's worlds?

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Everyone is the center of a circle, drawing the radius of life by himself. Sometimes he hopes that another person will join in to expand the radius of life, hoping to draw a larger, rounder, and more beautiful radius. But in fact, in the end, you will find that there is no one else in the circle of life, only yourself.

My heart is cold and my mood is complicated. Sometimes one day feels like ten years, a day that has never passed before. Where are you?

The boy who stayed in my memory in the midsummer of that year deeply burned my heart. There was a whole youth between me and him, this article is just a memory.

Beautiful essay.

"Ordinary and Precious" tells the ordinary life of Li An, a child born in the mountains after 2000, with simple rural customs and noisy city life. What is shown is the "various things" at the beginning of the 21st century.

The worries of a student who is about to enter high school during the summer vacation

"The roses are in bloom, and I miss you so much." "I once wanted to hug you across the screen."

This is my real experience. I had this idea before and wanted to write a book about my experience. Readers who want to kill some time can pop in and take a look. I'm not responsible for entering the trap, and if you don't like it, don't complain!

This is my story, It's also her story, is our story. There is no beginning, There is no ending. Meeting each other in the sea of people, Goodbye in the sea of people, Never seen again in the sea of people.

Later I learned that some people are missed for the rest of their lives, and I will never find you again.

Turn is such a light word, but it has so many meanings.

Life and death are illusory and unclear

There's a guy I've loved for as long as I can remember. Now... I guess I don't like it anymore.

Thoughts on life are for entertainment only; A bamboo shoot silk, dedicated to evil; If you don't want to be top-notch, if you want to get off work; It's not easy to chase Tuan Zong; The result is a group, it is better not to succeed; The other option is better, just finish playing; That doesn't matter, whether you like it or not~

I would like to write this book in memory of my long-dead husband. After that, all my time is about you.

Practice your writing and take notes at will.

A book written for Leyan fools It's her birthday tomorrow, wish her a happy 1226th birthday

There are delicious food and drinks on the New Year's table, and there are also many relatives. Some of them like it and some don't. What's the difference between your New Year's dinner and mine?

Record the annoying things in your personal life. If you don't like it, don't read it. Don't force it, and don't criticize it.

"I want to share our story with them." Lin Mohan said. "No, I don't want my wife to be known to others." Gu Yan said coldly.

[I would like to write this book in memory of a girl who loved to sing far away in heaven] Hell\u002FHeavenOne-way redemptionExtreme longingDeep obsession - Will a star become restless when it loses its moon? - When people forget their faith, will they become zombies? \U002F\u002FIf I had already made a decision, how could I be willing to embarrass you\u002F\u002F - I guess you have also been hesitant and lost. I guess you have also been reluctant to let go. Maybe I still can't let go, maybe I thought you never left. Could it be just a long, bitter dream? Have you been secretly staring at it from a corner? - Even though I knew there would be no results, I still held on to the illusion. I also laughed at myself, but I still couldn't resist. - I can't forget your smile. I still remember that you would curl up the corners of your mouth. \U002FYou healed me throughout the summer, and I stayed with you through the long winter\u002F [Accompanying each other] [Silent understanding] [Never forget] I will still think of you inadvertently on a quiet night. There is no space-time projector for you, and you cannot be seen again through it. I think I can move on from the past. As time goes by, perhaps the pain I endure will gradually lessen, and the imprints in my memory will become increasingly blurry, but I beg to leave the last afterimage of her in my mind. That's my only thought. When I look back at the past events, I may feel sad but also relieved. "The people are far away, but the singing is still there"

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Record lunch every day

People will always have many dreams in this life, either as light as clear water or as thick as strong wine, bizarre and long-lasting. You may not think of your dreams, but maybe if you do, you will just think of them... Write down a dream to add some color to this boring life.

"I know it's hard to go back to everything, everything is gone, but why do I still think of..." The boy had to drop out of school because of depression and returned to the small mountain village where he lived as a child, picking up the memories that should have been forgotten in the long river of time. The evening stars on the summer night when I was a child, the sunset on the horizon during self-study in middle school, those fragmentary thoughts of youth, and those words blown by the wind.

The story of an ordinary family

There are disqualifications in emotions, and there are memories in the world. I hope that each of us will still feel that this world is worth it after experiencing darkness.

Collection of various essays

Works written when inspired

Recording my senior year is like writing a diary so that I can come back and see the road I have traveled.

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There is knowledge everywhere in life, and an article can be found in a grain of dust. Write some insights in life and a comfortable life.

The days I once thought I couldn't get through are now impossible to come back. It has been some time since the college entrance examination ended. Although I no longer open high school textbooks, I have never set foot in school. But every time I think of the days before the college entrance examination, the exams, and the nights.