Zhang Ailing's small language

★, Gan Yidi is dead. I am still alive, even though I am washing dishes. "Classmates are not jealous"

★, tragic is a kind of completion, desolation is a revelation. "gossip"

★ For 30 years, she has been carrying gold. She killed a few people with that heavy horn, and gave half life without death. "Golden Lock"

★ However, when childhood fanatics faded, I found nothing but genius dreams, all of which were just the genius's quirks. The world forgives Wagner's madness, but they will not forgive me. "Genius Dream"

★, she is so high, embraced the supremacy of love, other things do not matter, suffered a loss of Mr. Yao, rarely to do all the trivial things for her. Wang Junye did not have a money in his hand. In addition to the mother and brothers and sisters in the family, they rented a few houses upstairs to live in the house, and they could not insert a new grandmother. Mr. Yao had to find another house for the song, bought a piece of furniture, and laid a few pieces of clothing, which was too expensive. The music has been married in the past, and the cost of living is still owned by Mr. Yao. Rο壬 only asks her to leave her eyes as soon as possible, lest she should teach other children, and I cannot care about them. Glazed tile

★, the song smiled: "I am married, my father made a slogan, have you read it? I am going to find it for you."
Wang Junye said: "I am going to read the masterpiece of the old man."
Mr. Yao shook his head and said: "Forget it, forget it, go to the newspaper, there are a lot of typos, you may not understand."
Wang Junye said: "That is because Mr. Typhoon and the proofreader are too knowledgeless. The ordinary people today are too lacking in understanding of pure American language."
Qu Huo Di stood up and said: "In the old newspaper pile next door, I went to find it." When she went out, Wang Junye pinched his foot. Glazed tile

★, blocked. Rattle the bell. "Yu Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling" each "Ling" word is a cold little point, a little bit in a line, cut off time and space. "blockade"

★, can't see the eggplant in the garden, go to the farm to see it - so complicated, oily purple; new green peas, cooked peppers, golden gluten, like soap bubbles in the sun. Wash the spinach and pour it in the oil pan. Every time there are two pieces of broken leaves sticking to the bottom of the scorpion, and the shaking can't shake it. Facing the bright, the leaves of the green leaves are on the square lattice made of bamboo. Reminiscent of the lentil flower on the fence

★, wedding rings, clothing, furniture for new homes are quiet and her fiancé personally chooses. Posted on the newspaper:
"Xiong Zhang is a child's marriage announcement for children"
The eldest daughter of Yao Yuanzhen is quietly a piece of four or six articles that Mr. Yao carefully wrote. Due to space limitations, he was unable to speak freely, so he also boarded a separate "Yao Yuanzhen as the eldest daughter in the return of Shanyin Xiongshi to inform relatives and friends." Qi Kui suspected that he was jealous of Su, fearing that his classmates saw him laughing, and quietly advised: "You will follow him! People under the age of 80, who do not pay attention to his set." "Glass tile"

★, she rushed to the tram station. The rickshaw is also taken with you to the back. It’s crazy, she thought in her heart. People in the house may come out at any time, re-catch me in, who will help me? This driver? He is poorer than me, I have to kill a dime. "Four hairs?" "San Mao." She did not know why she still said that it was only to prove that she was hard enough to face the world. Leifeng Tower

★, "A small cell girl. Zhuangji. Today's word is not different. Because. The day before. Letter to inform. Mother in the town. Everything is wise. I want to be a woman in Shanghai. You are in Kangan. Everything is in the middle of the house. Said. By October. Go down. Qianji. Pay the woman a little bit of medicine for three days. Come down. Look at you. Receive the letter. Thousands must not lose. Those. Country. Recently. Very happy. Looking at the girl. Do not have to think far. Then my mother. Female. One. Sweater. Thousands of belts. Don't look at the age. If there is. Don't come down. Speed. People who have convenience. Don't lose the contract. The rest of the words are not.
On September 14th, the mother Wang Yuzhen sent " The Sweet Blossom of Sweet-scented Osmanthus"

★, her noble pride makes A Xiao slightly unhappy, A Xiaotong her husband is not a "candle", these years have always felt that they should not live together in the first place, without the enthusiasm. She said: "In fact, you will be more or less, no more than in previous years - do you ask them where to get gold?" I don't want to say two cold words, squatting in the bathtub, hot, and between the nose and mouth. The tingling sweats, the sweat on the head goes down to the DC, raises a hand, knowing that the heat is hot, or it is strange. She was so low that Xiuqin could see the sweat on her vinyl shirt rising, like a watermelon cut into a fresh suffocation. "Osmanthus steamed a little sad autumn"

★, quietly just hide from him, half of the body earned outside the car, the head tilted back, a burst of hair, blowing the wind, and a little on the wheel. Qi Kui stretched her hand and said: "Carefully soiled!" Quietly slammed his hair and swept his hair into his eyes. "You want to manage!" "Glass tile"

★, the song passed behind him, with a bright red nail tip on his ear roots, a light shave, smiled: "Dad, you will take care of me! Don't let people talk about your use The daughter is married, and there is another word!"
These two "again" characters went straight into Mr. Yao's heart. He swelled his face and couldn't make a speech. He watched the music smashing into the mirror, and took out a coat. The building went. Glazed tile

★, Shanghai people are the traditional Chinese and the modern high-pressure life, the exchange of new and old cultures of various deformed products, the results may not be very healthy, but there is a strange wisdom here. "Zhang Ailing's Anthology"

★, the song shrugged and smiled: "骂归骂, happy to return to joy, wealth to return wealth. If I am developed, you are a royal family; if I mess things up, it is my self-destruction, ruining you Innocent family style, you scold me, more than anyone else in your head! You can't figure out what you are bending and twisting!"
Mr. Yao was so mad that he was so soft that he fell on the rattan chair and grabbed his wife. He said, "Mrs. You see that you gave birth to such a thing, you -- you don't care about her! "

★, there is a moon this evening, slightly rounded. Like a white lotus-like moon, it is surrounded by white mist. Half Life

★, with thousands of people, meet the people you want to meet. With thousands of years, the time is nowhere in the wilderness. There is no early step and no late step. Just happened to catch up, there is nothing else to say, only gently ask the next sentence, are you here too? "Love"

★, the huge self and this rotten and beautiful world, the two corpses are tied back to back, you fall on me, I fall to you, sinking

★, Changan quietly walked downstairs, black flowers embroidered shoes and white stockings stayed on the dimly lit stairs. After stopping for a while, I went up again, at the first level, and went into the place where there was no light. "Golden Lock"

★, she is wearing a high heels than he is half a head. Otherwise, he will not wear such a high follow-up, and he obviously does not mind. She found that big men often like women who like petite and exquisite. When a man who likes to laugh is like a woman, it may be a kind of compensation. "Color, Caution"

★, I don't love me, I don't love, don't want me, don't.

★, I am waiting for her good! I don't love her, but I don't have any place to be sorry for her. I am not bad for her. Squatting, about she knows that she is too unfortunate, she must find someone to kneel than her to comfort herself. But I treat her so well, so good - "Color, Caution"

★, Xiang Yu put her ear to her trembling lips, he heard her saying something he didn't understand: "I like it so much." "Farewell My Concubine"

★ As long as you are in a city, you can meet when you meet - even if you are too busy to meet often, it doesn't matter - I am relieved. I am really afraid that I will come to other places, and I can't find a person who can talk. I didn't think it was because I didn't ask for too much from others. As long as people can understand me, I am almost satisfied.