endless roses

Chapter 65

Today's text:
(One)

A certain person lightened his position in a bear market and didn't know the taste of meat for several months.Wei Xia, I heard him say after the market in the morning: I don’t want to limit the daily limit, so it’s so fun.

(two)

To the west of the Eastern Wu Gate, Lin Lezhi faces a white marble bust of Yang Yongqing.Lezhi is slightly to the left, and Yongqing is slightly to the right.

Yang said: behind me is the cherry forest.

Lin said: The cherry blossom season is over, now you only have empty trees with leaves and paths.Look, on the stone road behind me, a gardener has cut the rose and fixed it with bamboo strips, and it blooms just right.

I walked among them, and the four rose plants were all drooping due to the recent wind and rain.

This flower Rosaceae, Rosa, has another name called Yueyuehong, and it is available in all seasons.Blowing into the wind, Dongpo said that it is as tired as an eclipse of the moon for a while, the full moon is to be expected, the flowers will bloom again, and it will not be me who will stand here in the future.Like roses, it can be picked with loved ones in all seasons.The years go by, the rose has no trace, you see it is always there, as if it has always been safe and in full bloom.In fact, it often listens to the rain all night, always independent of the wind.

(three)

The pond is full of Daiyu.

The purple is gorgeous, the purple is noisy, this is the noisy lotus group.The flowers are still small, the most quiet and lonely, I can't find her
Lotus, the genus Nelumbo.Its name is lotus, which means hibiscus in water.Qingwen is the shrub hibiscus on land, Daiyu is the vine hibiscus in the water, it is the slope of Bize, there is Puhan, it is the fallen lotus, it is the lotus root flower that you met by mistake.

The wind is exposed, the world is independent, and it has been desolate since ancient times.

(four)

David Davidson, David and David's son, listening to his "Moon River", a very classical and long rhyme, the moonlight is like water swimming gently on the lake, I suddenly understood Zhimo's accidental wave heart, melting, melting, melting , melted into her soft, wave-like heart.

RIO's rose and lychee brandy, by my side, my heart warmed up slightly, and I was half drunk. I didn't know what to say when I let the words go.

(Fives)

The ugly dress that I mentioned earlier came from across the ocean, and I finally mustered up the courage to put it on.One friend said it was retro, with a sense of the times; another friend said it was beautiful and student-like; another friend said that the pattern was like the pumpkin she cooked this morning.I wore it the last time I listened to Kunqu Opera. My friend said it was cold at night, so I put on a denim jacket.

I'm so glad this coat can soften any ugly dress.

if:

The ancient court lady had a denim jacket;
The Queen of the West has a denim jacket;
The working man in sackcloth has a denim coat;
Angry, drifting people have a denim jacket,
Everything softens.

Will the world be a little different?
(six)

Today's new book, red first.I have written "Returning to the Heart" many times, and the wine shops in the down and out rivers and lakes, with a slender waist and light hands.Once in ten years, I dream of Yangzhou and win the honor of being a brothel.Among them, it is the most difficult to start and write, and it is even more difficult to write in a cursive stroke at the beginning, and I always write crookedly. Characters such as "po", "wine", "Chu" and "Yangzhou" can be written with a little backbone; the turning point of "female" in "waist" and the turning point of "hand" in "palm" can be written as a curved stroke , the vertical painting on "Dream" also has a pause pen, almost every front vertical will have a pause pen, English letters are no exception; "ten years" is the most difficult to write, the character "ten" is sometimes handsome and sometimes ugly, just like My ups and downs, and the turning point in the middle of the character "Nian" I want to make a stroke. It is not a right turn, but a left turn. It is not a daily pen habit, so the writing is very funny.

I wrote it many times, leaving two or three lines empty in each first paragraph, tearing off a page, filling another sheet of paper, tearing off two sheets in total.It's comfortable, and the sound of paper peeling off the coil is what I heard when I was a teenager.Knead into a ball and throw in the wastebasket.

(Seven)

A funny thing.As I was writing at the moment, the teacher left a message and hurried to the meeting.

At 03:30 in the afternoon, I went to the Office of Academic Affairs, under the Building of the School of Management, and she asked: "Xiao Mei, are you there?"
I replied: coming, coming soon.Parked the car and walked upstairs, entered the room, cheeks warm, soft, with a gentle smile without curvature, looking at them, sitting around two circles of people who seemed to be in a solemn meeting.The teacher explained the details to me, and soon everything was settled.

This is a cotton printed mid-length dress with half-length sleeves, grass green and white light stripes and colorful nights, which is old-fashioned and lazy.It's not a gauze skirt, and there are no folds. When riding a bicycle, I sandwich the front part between the legs and the seat cushion to prevent it from being blown up by the wind.Also because it is not elastic, it will still be brought up a little bit.In the wind, the hem of the skirt stays twenty centimeters above the knee, always tidying up.

Lightly put the wide cloth rope on the keychain on the index finger, with the four fingers slightly together, shaking occasionally.The little orange pendant swayed in the wind, and the melodious sound of the piano was still in my ears.

The car is still parked under the camphor tree, and the green area is higher than the road surface, so it is called "Zhangtai". As for Zhangtai, I wonder if there will be one or two camphor trees planted next to Zhangtai Liu.If so, then my Aslan has been to Fireworks Lane to chase after sex, lingering in this world and living up to this car.

Downstairs in the dormitory, I see myself in the full-length mirror, with a light grass-green skirt below the knees, a light blue denim jacket, a few pearl buttons, red lips, exhausted, a slightly lower ponytail stretched out in front, and a dangling headphone cable and White sneakers show that she is a contemporary girl.

On the stairs, I know that although I am slightly drunk, I can be sober at any time, but I don't plan to do it for now.

(Eight)

Vidanin Econazole Nitrate Spray.Twelve Lang and his uncle said in a letter that "Compared to the soft foot disease, it is often serious." Han Yu replied, "It is also a disease, and people in the south of the Yangtze River often have it." Broken skin, so this medicine is always on hand.However, if you haven't had athlete's foot, what kind of Jiangnan people are you?I seem to have memorized this article, and I don’t have a deep impression.Its beliefs are evil, but its dreams are evil?Did the nephew die of exacerbated beriberi, or something else I don't know?Sometimes it is really a huge absurdity to mention life and death.Lin Chong died of typhoid fever, and in the past I only thought he died of a serious cold; the absurd Camus died in a meaningless car accident; many years ago, in my grandmother's village, an old woman walked off the bridge and was blown into the lake by a strong wind , just left, and now she is gone too, this walk took away Shen Yi, and took away the years of her presence.

(nine)

Lost in the spring, lost in the interstellar, the world is a trek.

(ten)
The cafeteria staff lowered their heads, meditating towards the lake and the lotus.Maybe he's a philosopher like Daju is a philosophy cat.The old clothes recycling bin where the cats rested was wet, and there were no cats. One kilogram of cat food was quietly leaning there, and a cat stared at it in the distance, seemingly hesitant.

(eleven)
What should be lost has long been lost, what should be obtained, I have never even experienced it, maybe I don’t deserve anything, maybe there has never been a real belonging in the world, we are all just born.

(twelve)
Chen Meng: I told him to just stay here and not go down, and he agreed.So I stabbed him in the foot with the sword, and the man looked at me, sad and disappointed, as he knew long ago that he would die like this.Everyone was still fighting and killing, it was hard to tell the dim and bright first floor of the inn, the shadows of swords and swords gradually receded and became the background.

yesterday's part

(One)

At night, we circled the school twice, and the light and shadow of the street lights became darker, brighter, darker, and brighter.Someone came, they walked, their voices faded away.

(two)

I looked at the yellow cat a few meters away. It wanted to jump up the tree, but it seemed like it couldn't.I told it in my heart: Climb quickly!It turned and left without looking back, as if saying: This is not worth climbing.

(three)

"Babylon Lottery" is very delicate, it is a metaphor for society, but I don't like it, but it is really wonderful.

(four)

What will my future be like?nonsense!Unfortunate, of course—but I accepted it, accepted it all.This is very casual.

(Fives)

Almighty Father, is a good Inhuman.

(six)

The boat sock came off the heel, and its edge stayed quietly at the joint of the Roman shoe, which was very harmonious.

(Seven)

Bob said, may you be young forever, and may your heart be filled with joy when the storm comes.

Can you, time goes slower, I slow down by the lake, I hope it will be longer.It's almost dusk again.

(Eight)

In the afternoon, a cup of soy milk, a bowl of black rice porridge, and the meaty smell of spicy soup made me sick, and the smell in the cafeteria made me sick.Drinking soy milk with a straw, sucking hard, swallowing, like a silent struggle.

I am standing by a tree, the wood is fragrant after the rain.

(nine)

Get on your bike and head to the lake.

(ten)

The drum is spinning, and the washing machine has to wait for 10 minutes. It is like the porthole of a spaceship, and what is tumbling inside is a certain universe.

(eleven)

Will her soul blame me? I don't think so. I am the child she loves the most in everyone's mouth. However, friendship is only between grandparents and grandchildren.

Would mother blame me, yes, she should.

As for father, will he occasionally think of it at night?
What about them and them, regardless of resentment or longing, whose scenery do I pass by?

(twelve)
I was bleeding, a big pool of blood, physical and metaphysical.

(thirteen)
Xiao Mo went to bed early and started snoring.Others talked about recording quickly. Our group already had audios such as "Mina's Sigh of the Night", "Mina's Song in the Shower", "Tangtang's Snoring", "Zhongzhong's Dream Talk", etc. Now it is considered If you go to her, the music can be heard here!
(fourteen)
The boy's smoke drifted over, and I passed through the boy's mist, getting a bit of his worry.

(fifteen)
The edge of the lake surrounds the city.I imagine the community of distant mansions as illusory, lake, boundless.

(sixteen)
The car came and killed me; the car came and knocked me to the ground; the car came and passed.She killed her, she didn't kill her, there are countless endings.

At this moment, can you list all the things in front of you?If the beginning of the story corresponds to the end, today can be before yesterday, only the revolving story is eternal.Infinite loops of paper tape, infinite time.

([-])
Holding vodka, facing the sky where the moon was originally.cheers!
(Eighteen)
In the middle of the night, the little dove on the bracelet reflects the faint light outside, and the surroundings are dark, which can be equivalent to, in the middle of the night, there is a golden dove of peace flying in my private space, which is only seen by me.

February 5, evening
(End of this chapter)