Zhang Ailing's small language

★, or the dream of disappearing, the phantom of midnight drags your long skirt, "The classmates are not jealous"

★, the clear skies of the autumn, unfolding a clear blue, clear the clouds, in the end of the long sky, stretches the boundless clear water. "Not Xin She"

★ In the late smoke, the frontiers of Shanghai are slightly ups and downs. Although there are no mountains, they are like layers. I think of the fate of many people. Even me, there is a sense of depression and a sense of life.

★ Now, the dream he had made in his previous life, slowly came over to him, wrapped in silver yarn, and in the fog, he came over to him. Walking through the rosy window, she became rosy; through the blue window, she turned blue; through the golden window, she and her hair burned. "Shenxiang shavings, second furnace incense"

★, the best thing I know, both mentally and physically, is here. Therefore, for me, spiritual and material goodness has always been united. It is not the opposite of the spirit of the ordinary youth. It always requires conflict and painful sacrifice. "Zhang Ailing's Anthology"

★, the world back to Nanjing's home, Mandang in Shanghai, he remembered her in the rainy night in Nanjing, the hometown became a foreign land, "Eighteen Springs"

★, looking into the half-open door, the pale yellow bath is like a long and narrow vertical axis. The faint color under the lamp is a subtle pale yellow. Of course, the beautiful paintings of the past dynasties have never taken such awkward subject matter - she is holding W-swan bent over, is about to stand up, her hair straight from the face, has changed the pajamas of white flowers, the blouse is high Half of it is pressed under the armpit, sleeping in S, and the vertebral rumor reveals a long, white silkworm-like body. If you are in the United States, you may be able to do a good grass paper advertisement, but Zhenbao has a quick glimpse. He only feels that there is a kind of filth at home, like the feeling of hair in the rainy days, the wet, and the popular popularity. Red Rose and White Rose

★, I prefer to rain every day, thinking that he is not raining.

★, his answer is also low and low, just the incitement of the lips, they used to carry out their secret conversations in this way. He said: "You don't love him. You think about it again."
Xiao Handao: "I love him. I have been screaming at people who love him. "

★, the world, we can't go back. Eighteen Springs

★, 琵琶 and Ling have two English lessons every week. Lu gave them their own dictionary. Turning the page to see a flattened rose, brown, as thin as paper.
"It's a lake in the UK. It's a beautiful crimson rose. I remember it that day. See, people are the same, today is beautiful, tomorrow is old. Life is like this."
Look at the well-defined brown petals. Tears rolled down.
"Look, my sister cried." Lu Xiangling said, "Not crying for not eating sugar. This kind of thing is worth crying. Now people are not, unlike in the past, a little bit of little things in the poem are sad, season Change, moonlight, geese fly over, hurt spring and fall autumn, now is not happy. The new generation must be brave, tears represent weakness, so don't cry. Women are too easy to cry, only to say that women are weak." 》

★, Xiao Han Gao sits on the concrete slab of the White House apartment roof garden, five girls are clustered under her, a small volt on her lap, the rest are leaning against the dry. Heart Sutra

★, I don't know why, and he is always away from him. I don’t think it will last long. I have to break up. "Genesis"

★, most women choose their husbands are far less than the choice of hats in general, carefully consider. When the woman who had no heart and soul talked about her "the brocade gown of last year", it was also a deep affection. "Changer"

★, a lover is a secret sect, composed of a group of people who know the secrets of nothingness. "Classmates are not jealous"

★, the rainy season began. I walked half a city to class, thinking about the death in the drizzle. This idea always feels the same on the street, although it will not be more real. She likes street squatting. Like other lonely people, there are more contacts around the rainy days, and people from all over the world are strung together. The drizzle sprayed on the face, the water dripping from the umbrella, the car splashing on the water of her ankles, the wet raincoat smashed, and all were shocked. At this moment, she can't feel the difference between her brother and his life. Leifeng Tower

★, the sun is on the instep, very warm, like a yellow cat crouching on her feet. Half Life

★, only said that the Milky Way is tears, the original Milky Way is light but it describes joy. "Zhang look"

★, in the absence of people to hand over, I am full of joy of life.

★, "The main use of wit is to teach us to get along well with people who don't have it. "

★, the wind of a sunny day like a group of white pigeons into his spinning pants, where they are all drilled, fluttering and flapping their wings. "Golden Lock"

★, the two leaves of the wind blowing the treads, like the broken shoes worn by no one, go on a journey. ... There are so many people in the world, but they can't accompany you home. In the dead of night, and whenever there is a moment of life and death, deep darkness, there can only be a true wife, or lonely. "Color, Caution"

★, she sat there, he stood very close, in that moment, he seems to be standing on the edge of a beautiful deep pool, there is a dim sum, while the heart feels a burst of ripples. Half Life

★, the movie has been open for a long time, wearing the empty hall, cold down, it became a scene of palace resentment, and heard the drums of other temples. Red Rose and White Rose

★ Under the light, we can see Xiaohan’s classmates, a pair of glasses with gold silk feet, a purple face, and a yellow-yellow lips are a Miss Nanyang enamel beads. One long and white, wearing a cherry red duck skin cheongsam is Duan Qiqing. The other three are the three sisters, the daughter of the ambassador, Poland, Finland, Milan; Poland has a large pink face, Zhukou Emei, but unfortunately crowded together, the cramped place is too cramped, empty The place is in space. Milan, Finland and their sisters are similar in appearance, but their faces are smaller and they are much more beautiful. Heart Sutra