C13 (1/2)

The Young King zhenyinfang 48000K 2022-07-19

The east wind scattered flowers and trees, and the falling stars fell like rain. The fragrance of the carved BMW carts filled the entire road, the sound of the phoenix and the flute moved, the light in the jade pot revolved, and overnight, the fish and dragon danced about. A moth, snow willow golden silk, smiling and smiling. The crowd had been searching for him for hundreds of thousands of times when they suddenly looked back. However, that person was now in a place devoid of any light.

The person who loves, cannot give you promise, so you finally understand, happiness is a matter that can only be found and not sought. But why did he still have to fly moths to the flame, and persevere for a lifetime? Perhaps it was just as Li Moxian often said in a low voice: Ask the world what love is, and it will teach you life and death. The most complicated thing in the world, how could a single person think through it?

There is a person who has taught you how to love, but he doesn't.

There's someone you've been waiting for and he's forgotten about you.

There is one person who wants to leave, but you do not ask him to stay at all, because you gradually understand that there is no use in keeping him. All you can give him is freedom.

Do you think that as long as you walk with ease, there won't be too much pain, and there won't be any lingering feelings, but, why did you suddenly turn silent in the noisy crowd, why did you suddenly choke after hearing half of the song? You don't know what you're expecting, you don't know what you're holding on to, what's lingering in your mind is the reflection of the past.

The person who loves you, the request to you is very little, can look at you when very much you, can talk to you when lonely, this is all her happiness.

If you make a hasty decision because of your obsession, you can leave, but please don't go too far, don't be in a hurry to define each other, don't be in a hurry to draw a line, look back and see if she is still there.

The person who loved you well, the person who didn't want you to be troubled, the person who forced a smile and lied about being relieved, the person who had silently watched over you, the person who had never left, if you were still hesitating, if you still couldn't stop thinking about her, if you still cared about her frown and confusion, you might as well give her a chance, and also a possibility for yourself.

In love, if both of them were to be passive, a good marriage would inevitably end in ruin by time. It was not that they were unsuitable, but both of them were used to waiting, waiting for the other to take the initiative.

Therefore, love has an afterlife, just like an indestructible spark, as long as you add a little firewood, it can still emit dazzling fire.

I don't like you when you like me, I like you when you love me, I love you when you leave me, I love you when you leave me. We have missed the Noah's Ark, the Titanic, all the adventures and no surprises, and we will continue to do so. But let me say this selfish thing, if you don't marry me, and if I don't, then, can we be together?

Time passes through our hearts, and there is a memory of truth and falsehood; time passes over our skin, and there is a deep, shallow mark.

Today, under the nervousness of the students, who were filled with fear and anticipation, the day of 'meeting Mr Bao' finally arrived at the end of term exam.

At 7: 30 in the morning, the sun shone down on the earth like the slender hands of a lover. The gentle light shone into the classroom, reflecting a different kind of beauty, making the already quiet classroom seem calmer and more harmonious.

This final exam, as usual, did not have any changes, a total of seven classes were divided into two days to complete the exam, two in a day, the first morning to test the language, the afternoon to complete the exam (physics, chemistry, and biology combined to complete the exam, shortened it to Science), the next morning to test the mathematics, no doubt, English as the final test, so it was arranged at the end.

Looking around, the classroom seats were already filled. Although it was only eight o'clock, the students still arrived at the examination hall half an hour earlier, quietly waiting for the solemn and sacred moment when the exam would begin.

Time was ticking away; waiting, silent, but giving one a feeling of infinite anticipation; waiting without expectation? Relatively speaking, it may be nice to wait, but there are some people who can't stand the loneliness.