Those Little Things in the Year of Your Birth Year

I just hope the author will update it soon

This is a long and silent street. ***** Moving forward, I stumbled and fell Standing up again, I moved forward at a loss, my feet stepped on lonely stones and dry leaves: Behind me, another person also stepped on stones and leaves. When I walk slowly, he also walks slowly; But when I run fast, he also runs fast. I turned around and looked: there was no one there. Everything was dark, not even a door, Only the sound of my footsteps made me aware of my existence, I turned around the overlapping corners, But this These corners always lead me to this street, No one is waiting for me here, and no one is following me. Here I am following someone. He falls and stands up again. When he sees me, he says: There is no one.

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Like broken leaves splashing with blood on our feet, life is the smile on the lips of Death. Under the half-dead moon, Drinking and singing, The sound of cracking throats drifting in the north wind. Call! Comfort your loved ones. Open your house Make it shy, Zhengchen blinds its lovely eyes. Is this the shyness and anger of life? Like the fallen leaves splashing with blood on our feet, life is the smile on the lips of Death.

These faces appear ghostly in the crowd; Many petals on the wet black branches.

The first time, when it could be aggressive, it pretended to be humble; The second time, when it was empty, it filled it with love; The third time, between difficulty and ease, it chose easy; The fourth time, it made a mistake, but it was forgiven by assuming that others would make mistakes too. Comfort itself; The fifth time, it was free and weak, but regarded it as the tenacity of life; The sixth time, when it despised an ugly face, it did not know that it was one of its own masks; The seventh time, it stood sideways in the mud of life, although it was unwilling to do so, but it was timid.

Ended the affair of many years Returned to the place of my childhood I have forgotten the appearance of the house, Only touching the branches of the old tree can remind me of the old nightmare. I stepped back on the path of the past Suddenly, I felt a long-lost feeling of poetry Watching the dusk gradually fall The shy crescent moon was hiding in the dense forest of palm trees Hiding and hiding Just like a bird buried in its own nest. The house accommodated me again. How many sun, moon and stars have the courtyard walls captured? How many magnificent sunsets have the intersecting paths carried? And the beautiful crescent moon How much tenderness has it sprinkled on the flower beds by the roadside?

The soul chooses her mate, Then, shutting the door, her divine decision, allows no further interference. Found the chariot parked in front of her low door, unmoved, An emperor knelt on her mat, unmoved. I know that she chose one from a large population of a nation and closed the valve of concern from then on, like a stone.

Have you seen it? Have you seen the sunflower in the sun? Look at it. It did not lower its head Instead, it turned its head behind as if to bite off the rope around its neck The rope holding the hand of the sun. Have you seen it? Its head has almost covered the sun Its head is still shining even when there is no sun Have you seen the sunflower You should get closer to it When you get closer to it, you will find The piece of soil under its feet Every time you grab a handful it will definitely bleed

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It has been updated. I have to work hard recently. I am procrastinating. I must finish it before the end of this year.

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After reading Wu Song the Walker, his writing style is really sophisticated, and he can outline Wu Song's awe-inspiring loyalty in just a few strokes. Bye. ٩(͡๏̯͡๏)۶

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I have collected it and will read it slowly. I wrote an article "I am a teacher and student in a middle school". Please give me your advice.

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