Night thinking

It’s raining today, so my thoughts are uncontrollably flooding.

The temperature seemed to drop a few degrees, but I was sitting on a wooden chair and holding my knees, still feeling warm.

I couldn’t hear the snoring of the raindrops hitting the slate. I looked back out of the window, but I only saw my plain curtains swaying gently.

Oh, my God, I actually forgot to close the window!

After returning to the chair, the small bones of the left leg began to hurt, just like the cold touch of the past.

Finally I was still cold.

I thought a little happily.

Busy learning makes the days of profligate time farther and farther away from us, and even a sickness has become a luxury.

I like to get sick and prefer to take medicine.

That made me feel that I was still a child who was held in the palm of my parents. I will be very happy and happy to see my parents worry about me.

The song of the singer in the ear rang a few rounds and went back and seemed to be tireless. I kneel on the backrest and insist on closing my eyes. Because I firmly believe that as long as I don't sleep, I can stay away from the sky. This delicate and delicate night makes me more and more addicted, and the deeper the poisoning.

Not at all surprised. I started to recall again.

I think that in this life, I can't do what Xiao Liu said, "I don't miss, I don't miss it."

I don't want to discard it even though there are too many backpacks.

I can't find an eraser, I will be sad.

Losing a large blockbuster of memories, I will be sad to cry.

On the left hand side, it is the poster of Longma, the only one. On the right hand side, Jay Chou sat in the car and looked at me quietly. On the index finger, the silver ring fell asleep safely. In front of him, Pepsi is still happily bubbling.

Very good, everything is there.

I will be pleased to think. The warmth is still there.

I curled up my right leg, and sure enough, the small bone in my right leg began to hurt. It seems as if a small bug is licking in the extremely gentle, delicate.

That feeling is like being alone.

However, I said to myself that you are not alone now.

I used to write that my dream is to get a lot of warmth.

Now, I seem to have got it. One person found it. Not as panicked as a group of people, trying to dod everything. Because I know, I will not be a warm finger.

My mother sent three pills, and I took the water and ate it. It's a bit bitter, but I chew very seriously. I want to tell her that I am fine, I will sleep in a while.

Xiaosi sadly wrote his own sadness on the Internet, but reluctantly said that he would use all the rewards to protect and protect us. I sat quietly in front of the computer. It seems as if the spring is warm and the temperature is dying.

Caso died in his arms, died in his arms, and died in countless red lotuses.

And I will choose to die in a warm place, there are small four, there are mothers, there are people who love me. I will be very happy and very happy.

Tonight, please let me be a child, a child you love.

A child surrounded by warmth.

Tomorrow, please let me bring you warmth.