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Calm down, Fuyuan

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    March.  It's the season of singing birds and fragrant flowers again.

    Like the cycle of a year.

    Many things that happened a year ago are vivid in my mind.

    Same place, same focus.  the same stranger.

    I step on black shadows in the sun.

    The weather is too warm.

    It's sad to be warm.

    Not suitable for recalling and missing.

    The boss bought five more machines.  The empty workshop is constantly being filled, noisy and crowded.  There is no end in sight.

    Work has entered a busy phase.  Every day is busy.  Fear of making mistakes.  Just like the fear of the college entrance examination.

    Very simple things, will think very complicated.

    A picture suddenly flashed in the brain.

    See a man and a woman.  Stand on the bridge and look at each other.  It was dark and the wind was blowing desperately.  Mess up a woman's hair.

    Women should be beautiful.  There was light dust on Su Yan's face, and there were tears in her eyes. Is it excitement or resentment?

    I can never see the man's face.  Only his black back was seen.

    Will he cry?

    Or choose to walk up to the woman and hug her tightly?

    I didn't guess the ending of the story.

    Unauthorized conjecture is the parting of a woman and a man.

    Maybe they are in love.

    Due to many reasons, big and small, external and internal squeeze each other, resulting in a cruel situation where we cannot stay together.

    Set her identity as a married woman.

    Meet the ideal person after marriage.

    It just so happened that the two "liked each other".  However, he was bound by morality as "wolf in collusion".  "The adulterer ¡õ¡õ" is not yet confirmed.  After all, there is no relationship.

    "Catch the rape in bed" can be conclusive evidence.

    Maybe there was a romantic yearning for the flowers before the moon and the moon.

    If you don't leave, you can last forever.

    But still chose to leave.  You can find a hundred reasons for "together", and you can also find a thousand reasons for "separation".

    "I love you and I can't live without you. Let's be together."

    "We're not right. So let's break up."

    Men and women, a silent film.

    Love and hate are in an instant.

    The yellow rape blossoms are fragrant.

    I have thought about the dialogue for a long time, what will become when I say it?

    Will you be excited or heartbroken?

    I don't know what kind of result I want.

    Can't change the current situation.

    A woman in a long white dress.  I love the way you smile the most.

    A handsome young man gallops his horse.

    Get eternity.

    I am often in a daze, suddenly silent.  Laughed suddenly.

    I finally let go of everything.  The heart is pure.  Everything returns to zero.

    Words that cannot be written are like scars.  Beautiful flowers bloom in the middle of the night.

    I know some people may actually be emotional?

    Perhaps there are really memories about me left behind.

    My heart is hot.

    Boiling with my enthusiasm.

    I keep running around every day.  From one end of the workshop to the other.  Met a lot of people.  They walked past me indifferently.  Like a moment of light and shadow.  Interspersed with the true feelings of the whole life.

    Never stopped, never looked back.

    After many years, these will become phantoms in life.

    Who did I meet?  who met me  Where?  when?

    The mobile data is finally used up.  Slowly adapt to the world without the Internet.

    Calm down and chat with colleagues.

    Even if you don't like it.

    Always smile.  echo their point of view.  Keep your head up, always looking for a compelling focal point.  Waiting across thousands of mountains and rivers.

    I like to gaze at the space around me.

    I like to be alone quietly.

    I like to look up at the sky.

    I like to sit and chat with friends I don't know well.

    Like others to care about.

    Likes to have a good laugh.

    Likes to run non-stop.

    Likes to be called childish by others.

    The passion of the moving crowd in the air.

    I feel that there is such a person by my side.

    He read everything I wrote.

    stillThe old pretended nothing had happened.

    Still rubbing shoulders like strangers.

    Still nervously trembling hands.

    Still unable to say words of encouragement.

    And I also have a lot of words that I can't speak.

    For example, (Summer Blown by the Wind) had more than 3,000 hits.

    For example, say thank you.

    For example, I know everything you did.

    Thank you for fulfilling my kind and pure heart.  In a world full of desires, there is a peaceful ocean left alone.  Uphold the goodness of human nature.

    In this world, no one will really treat someone well.  Except, of course, parents and children.

    If you get rid of all distracting thoughts and treat a person wholeheartedly.  This feeling did not come easily.

    So, thank you to everyone who cares about me.

    Even if we meet by chance.  Bring me a cup of tea when I'm thirsty.  The grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring.

    Feelings sometimes have nothing to do with love.

    It's not even about friendship.

    Perhaps an understatement, I wanted to be nice to you, so that's it.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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