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Hate and do not hate the distance in the mouth.

2223183.cnOne look is enough to let the heart sea pass the hurricane.the flow of time will knowonce so care about your feelingswaiting always makes people uneasy.

There are always times like this when you are hiding quietly just for the sake of loveWhat you are hiding is the figurebut what you can't hide is the silent feelingsWandering in the moonlightwandering in your sleepand emotional thingsOftenyou can't understandit's not that you don't want to loveit's not that you don't loveit's just that you're afraidlove is also a kind of injury.regardless of agitationit is not quietI prayas long as it is not plain.There is no longer road than footno higher mountain than man.

Let friendship become a pastoral on the grasslandlet hostility like a passing cloudstretch out each other's handshold the enviable youth and innocence.People often feel that fate is unfairsometimes because we do not think about the good fatebut too remember the bad fate.

I want to forget that you are walking far away aloneMaybe you will invite a companion to accompany me on the wayMaybe it will always be the last cold rain in the deciduous season.

2223183.cnIn lifechanging one's personality appropriately is not for catching up with the fashionbut for self-improvementOn this pointsome people often put the cart before the horse.(Yan Rui's the first appearance of Queqiao fairy Biwu) On the seventh day of the seventh lunar new yearit is true that the Milky way is clear and the clouds are tinyand the toad light and the magpie shadow are flying.

(women's song on Qixi night) Outside the smokeoutside the liusi lakethe mountain eyebrows are palethe moon is blueand the eyebrows are yellow.(Gu Taiqing's "magpie bridge fairy cloud forest joint chanting picture of leap Tanabata") two autumn leaves ShenyuanTanabata hope fairy princess.

( Ancient PoemsFaraway Altair) Every year I beg for human ingenuitybut I don't know much about human ingenuity.(Wu Wenying's "litchi fragrance near Tanabata") I've driven a seven spice cart and I'm waiting for Xiaoxia