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Xuantong: cherry blossoms are coming
Again, he broke his appointment... "I..." she choked, "another Cherry Blossom... Withered..." her hand stroked the withered cherry blossom in the air, and her heart withered when she caught the petals, the cherry blossom was slowly withering, just like she loved him... -------------------- "I like you! Can you associate with me?" a boy held a bunch of flowers in his hand, knelt down on one knee and said to her "yes... I'm sorry... There's someone ...
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Cat seeks safety
This story is mostly told from the perspective of a lovely little cat. Maybe I am also a cat, "meow."
I love you more than myself
You are a dream I love forever and can't wake up you are the pain that I will never give up you are the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River in early summer, you are the dust wind of the Loess in late autumn, you are the fallen English in the spring, and you are the cold pine in the frost in winter the light reflected in your eyes is the hazy dream of my life the stars and moons around your mouth are the ignorance of my eternal heart your love is inseparable from constant cutting, your beauty is innumerable and inexhaustible the fate of the previous life is not finished in this life, but continued in the next life I love you more than myself.
Indefinite dreaming
Nothing, just the adaptation of dreams. My dreams are too strange. I want to record them and adapt them into stories.
Either love or hate
The so-called "lover's love" means that we are together with the person we love, which is also human nature, but this love is also a kind of possessive desire to occupy (her) him for ourselves to some extent. What we love may only be the desire in our hearts. When this desire is released, it is also a time for a person to completely change, He will try his best to have her, a lovely person, everyone wants to have her, but if he puts aside h...
When an apprentice has no love for me
"They say you are the most powerful God in the world and I want to worship you as a teacher." the boy at the age of middle school held a one meter long sword and pointed it directly at his big sister with dog's tail grass in his mouth "where's the little boy?" a finger pushed away the blade in front of him, spit out dog's tail grass and disdained his face "just say whether you accept it or not" his face turned red, which was not equal...
You are my destiny
A young female teacher with the same name as Zhuo Wenjun, a talented girl in the Han Dynasty, was assigned by the school to the class where she used to study as a head teacher. In the daily life of the students, she recalled her life in the third year of senior high school. One day, after her lesson preparation, she inadvertently brushed to the school forum. The mysterious landlord published her senior three deskmate and a note. All the notes were about that year. By chance, many stories have happened to them with the same name as history