Zhang Ailing's small language
★, "Humanity" is the most interesting book, and it can't be finished in life.
★, I love you, what is your business? It’s strange that you can’t blame you. "Shenxiang shavings, first furnace incense"
★, the black frame of the rectangular side, the paper tray, the four corners of the photo are overcast, gradually fade in, and the egg-shaped cheerfulness shows a goose egg face, ingot collar, and many treasure strings. Referring to the past dress, Ziwei is always very modest, smiling, and said in a sorry tone: "I used to be old antiques!" - What was new in the past? She did not expect this. For the current fashion, Ziwei is definitely not as awkward as the old lady. She is always humbly accepted, although she has nothing to do with herself, she always feels that everything should be. The wear of her own youth and young age is irrelevant to her. She is beautiful about her. "Genesis"
★, I feel that all the bustling excitement has become a thing of the past, I have no share, lying in bed crying and crying, refused to get up, and finally pulled up. Sitting in a small wicker chair, when people put on new shoes for me, they still cry - even wearing new shoes can not catch up. "Zhang Ailing's Anthology"
★, the upper corner of the glass window faintly reflects the narrow shadow of a patrolman in the alley, shaking his arms and smashing past, a rickshaw quietly smashed on the patrolman. The child slid his robes in his waistband, kicked the ball all the way, and ran out of the edge of the glass. The green postman rode on the bicycle and copied it on the patrolman. "Golden Lock"
★, a small tree, the rare phoenix leaves in the sun like a golden bell. "Golden Lock"
★, I want to be famous, why this will become derogatory, it is to see what you do. How many people have ordinary eagerness to become famous and hot, do you dare to say that you have never read?
★, the yard is born in the middle of the tree, the dead branches of a tree are printed on the pale green sky, like the ice on the porcelain. "Golden Lock"
★, but the fourth daughter is slender, and there are even smaller ends, cymbals, and sorrows, which have gradually grown into a beauty. Mrs. Yao’s stomach is getting bigger again, and she must be a girl again. Relatives said: "It's good! Mr. Yao will celebrate the 50th anniversary next year, just to get together a baxian on the birthday!" But Mr. Yao is afraid that he can't wait. Glazed tile
★, Fengyi folded the newspaper and placed it on his lap. The man leaned back to the back and slowly stretched out, saying for no reason: "I am old."
Osamu is sitting closer: "No, you are tired."
Feng Yi smiled and said: "I am really old. Look, white head."
Xiao Handao: "Where?" Feng Yi bowed his head, Xiao Han searched for half a day, found one, and smiled: "I will unplug it for you."
Feng Yidao: "Don't pull out all the hair for me!"
Xiao Handao: "Where is it so much? And if your hair is so thick, you will pull out ten roots, which is also a slap in the face."
Feng Yi smiled and said: "Wow! You yell at me! "★, unlike in our society, a woman who is older, if she misses love with love, she must come across countless small unsatisfactory, embarrassing annoyances, and make her self-esteem riddled with holes. What she is here is that there is no sorrow in the dross, because it is clear and calm, and the brown and yellow face of the wood has an irrelevant smile. Let the Buddha have a mirror to reflect the outdoor sunshine to the face, and sway. "Zhang look"
★, life is a gorgeous robe, covered with a scorpion. "Genius Dream"
★, I don’t talk, I suddenly realized that she was so fussing because she couldn’t help her, like sending her to check and help her buy medicine. She is hypocritical to avoid the real problem, and it is not much better than Rongzhu. She also knows why He Ganning can eat hot porridge. She likes to feel hot porridge. Otherwise what else does she have? When you feel discouraged, you can go to the garden to run. He did not move, and there was nothing to eat, but she was willing to know that she could eat, and she could feel something down. Leifeng Tower
★, there is a kind of time called compassion, because it knows. "Because I understand so compassion"
★, the result of spiritual love is always married, and the love of the body often stops at a certain stage, the hope of rarely getting married. There is only one problem in spiritual love: in the process of love, women often do not understand the words of men. Love in the Fallen City
★ Among thousands of people, meet the people you want to meet. In the thousands of years, in the wilderness of time, there is no early step, no delay, and you can only say one thing when you meet it: Hey, are you here too? "Love"
★, memories are always embarrassing! Happy makes people think, but unfortunately has been finished; unpleasant, think it is still sad.
★, a cup of coffee in front of it is already cold, and the car has not come yet. I took her last time and waited for an hour in the apartment before he arrived. It is said that the Chinese do not keep the time, and they have reached the peak in the officialdom. Waiting like this, you have to fight to buy a store.
It’s what he said: “We are worth commemorating today. It’s going to buy a ring, pick it yourself. It’s late today, or I will accompany you.” It was the first time I met outside. "Lust Caution"★ Among thousands of people, meet the people you want to meet. In the thousands of years, in the innocent wilderness of time, there are two people, no one step ahead, no late step, so they met. There is nothing to say, only a soft voice: Hey, are you here too? "Oh, the original meeting is the fate."
★, "Conclusions like this: If there is nothing in the center of the universe, then the only certain compensation in life - the only reality - is the satisfaction of sensuality, the enjoyment of feelings." "Classmates are not jealous"
★, the old mother entered the room and went to the desk lamp, and sent a cup of tea to come in. Ziwei sat down and opened the book. On the yellowed paper, the large-scale typeface of the dense row, the sentence is added to the circle, the fairy tale of the classical Chinese, there is not much meaning. When I turn over to the middle, when I talk about a fisherman, I get a bottle in the sea and open the plug. There was a smoke, more and more, more and more, the endless smoke, the whole day was dark, and he was afraid. Ziwei sat on the book for about a long time. She reached for her to get tea. The tea in the covered glass was cold. "Genesis"
★,? Originally, when a woman went to a man, she would die; if a woman gave it to a man, it would be an adulteress; if a woman wants to give it to a man and fails, it will be on the other side, that is The lust of both materials, she also tainted the knife.
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She didn't want to go out and find a small thing, and mixed a bowl of rice. It’s harder to be bitter, and it’s better to be angry at home. However, when I found a career that was lower than four, I lost my identity as a lady. That identity, tasteless, and a pity. Love in the Fallen City★, the yin and yin are lacking, and repeat in a period of love. If you change someone, it won't be blue.
★, Shiyan, we can't go back, can't go back, can't go back to "Half- Life "
★, the feelings are so fragile. Can withstand the wind and rain, but can't stand the ordinary... "One Life"