Xueluo Yunheng

This book is a love story that is bitter and then sweet. The plot is beautiful and simple, teaching people to improve. The poem inside. They are all original works by the author. If you like them, you can taste them carefully.

This book is well written, and its biggest feature is that the plot is very realistic, and the emotions described are so delicate and sincere that it feels like you are a bystander at the scene. The diary inside is also a highlight, as it expresses the protagonist's emotional catharsis. As for the heroine, I personally think she is a diligent, studious, smart, kind and beautiful rural woman who is self-reliant and has a certain sense of independence, but she is relatively introverted emotionally. The male protagonist is a kind-hearted and decisive city man who does what he says, and is brave and resourceful. In view of the emotional trauma of the two, the spark of love between the two was sparked, which was the ultimate integration of the countryside and the city.

After I finished writing, I felt that I still had more to say and that there was still something that was not fully expressed. So the next paragraph came out: ------Sunflower------ Hold you in my hand You are the sun in my palm For you I am willing To turn into the shape of a sunflower Say there is light There is light That time You turned your head Our eyes met The golden flower bloomed For you I grew in the same direction When the shoe prints on the left are just morning The shoe prints on the right are already dusk And I am still looking in place No matter whether it is full of fruits or not No matter if the dry palm is open I will hold you in my hand You are the sun in my palm Yun Heng didn't know when he came in. He picked up the diary and read it. His eyes were moist and he gently hugged Xueluo into his arms: "Xueluo, you are also the sun in my palm. For you, I am willing to follow your direction. I will not stop loving you until the moment when life stops. That orange-flavored kiss, as long as you like it, I will give it to you every day."

This book is well written. I hope you can continue to work hard. Come on, I will always pay attention to you!

The snow fell silently. Under the quilt, Yun Heng moved the fingers on his right side slightly and touched a pair of soft and comfortable hands. Their palms met gently and their fingers intertwined. Quietly whispering in her ear: "Hold your hand and grow old together with me. It's better to be quiet while playing the piano and harp. Only when the mountains have no edges and the heaven and the earth are harmonious can I dare to be with you!" The lights outside the house are still dim, and they are standing in the dim lights. This winter is no longer cold, Xueluo thought in his last consciousness.