Zhang Ailing's small language
★, a clock drop and drip, the more you go. In the future, perhaps an hour clock will not be seen on the entire ground. Staying in the deserted village at night, if you suddenly hear the drop of the pendulum, it must be shocked and happy - the beat of civilization! The days of civilization are clearly divided by one minute and one minute, like picking flowers on a cross. Picking flowers on the cross cloth, I don't like it, there are also puppies embroidered, and some people are all one song, one grid, and it is very uncomfortable. The wild days and nights, there are no clocks, just around the clock, day and night, the days are like the purple halo on the light green background, that would be good. "Zhang Ailing's Anthology"
★, love a person will humble to the bones, and then open the flowers.
★, too intense happiness and too much sorrow have something in common: the same needs to stay away from the crowd. Eighteen Springs
★, life is trouble, afraid of trouble, it is better to die. The trouble is just over and the people are finished.
★, I love to listen to this wife-killing case, but it is the dry rose petals that are not forgotten. Life is too short, and this smashes the hope of all hopes and comes to the door. No matter how many years in the future, she always feels one day less. Some are just so many, only the ones that have not entered. At dusk, she went to the garden and learned the girl who sang "Poor Autumn Scent" and danced on the grass. Touch each bush, every scaffolding, every fence, and feel the glory fade from everything. Leifeng Tower
★, human reason, originally not very reliable, often made a spokesperson of the lust, but I do not think it.
★ As the age of a person is getting farther away from childhood, the trivial memories of the hour gradually become more intimate and clear. "Zhang Ailing's Anthology"
★, the thirsty sun sucks the sea, squatting, vomiting, squeaking. The water in the man is all dried up, and the person becomes a golden dry leaf, light and floating. Love in the Fallen City
★, Kai Kui snorted, blinked, still looked around, took off the gloves for her hair. After a while, he reached into the fur coat and stopped behind her neck. Quietly shouted: "Don't! Don't! Cold!"
Kai Kui Road: "Give me a glimpse."
Quietly twisted for a while, it was quiet. Qi Kui gradually moved his hand to the front, and both hands clasped her throat and gently stroked her jaw. Quiet is just not moving. Qi Kui took her to this side, and she leaned on him. Glazed tile★, everyone laughed and walked away, "Little Reunion"
★, most young people love China and don't know what they love. Unconditional love is admirable - the only danger is that sooner or later the ideal will hit the reality, and often make them singularly cool and gradually cool their hearts. We are unfortunately living between Chinese people. We can safely and sacredly worship the sacred motherland for a lifetime. "gossip"
★, I know that I have changed. I used to like it, I don't like it very much. I don't like it now. I am going back and willing to be a new person.
★, life will not always be smooth, we are very ordinary, and live like ordinary people, quarrel, cold war, warmth, care, no matter what happens, as long as two people have the determination to work together, Just dare to go on.
★, I wrapped the curtain around my body and peeked out from the green velvet tassels. The guest is about to go in for dinner. Her father, Zhang Luo, is a guest, and his wife, Zhang Luo, is a female guest. When the four-year-old mother went abroad, her father moved into the house of Mrs. Qi, called the Xiaogongguan. Two years later, he moved back with his wife, and brought his own servant, but the lack of staff to eat warm house wine, or the mother to help manage. I never heard the slip into the door of this house, but the old mothers know how to score, and they are not in a hurry to get married, so that no one will move their mouths after the hostess returns. Losing them, they don't have to wait at the table. The serious female wife will make the sliver and the male guest’s face unable to hang. Leifeng Tower
★, the so-called life of life is all about irrelevant things.
★ It is not appropriate to do anything to a man who no longer loves you. It’s ugly to look at the clothes and dress. Silence makes people depressed and boring. I have to ask if there is still rain outside and I can’t help but say that I have already asked him.
★, things to do always find time and opportunities to do things that always find excuses.
★, and I believe that although they are only weak mortals, not as powerful as heroes, it is these mortals who represent the total amount of this era more than heroes. "gossip"
★, the pain is like a train booming day and night, there is no gap between day and night. When I woke up, it was on the pillow, it was only a watch, and walked all night.
★, ecstatic people, I can still imagine their psychology, you are such a humble and excessive person, I can't imagine.
★, the fashion of the new moon does not necessarily express a lively spirit and novel ideas, it is the opposite. It can represent sluggishness due to failures in other activities. All creativity flows into the area of clothes. During political chaos, people do not The ability to improve their living conditions, they can only create their own personal environment - ______________ - that is the clothes. We each live in the clothes of each person, "The Locker"
★, when I die, she will die again in my blood.
★, life has its pattern, we only have Linyi.
★ There are many ways for women to please people. Those who simply look at her body lose a lot of precious life. "Color, Caution"
★,? A woman, better, without the love of the opposite sex, will not have the same-sex respect. This is what women are. Love in the Fallen City