132, deep in the night

The time has entered December, and at nine o'clock in the evening, the stars are already high, and the bright moonlight is shining on the vast earth.

On the first night of winter, even if there is no cold wind, the air is frozen and solidified, cold and biting, and it can't wear thick cotton clothes, but like a small knife, there are freeze marks on the face one by one, this is the dry and cold Beijing, a few dried leaves on the branches of the vegetarian celery tree, rustling in the breeze, on the tall trunk, there are a few crows circling, and occasionally there is an owl, which adds a little movement to the night sky.

Having completed one of the most important missions, and more importantly, completing a business action that I wanted to do, the breeze that was all relaxed from top to bottom was really a little refreshed.

Jiang Wan accompanied him, strolling through the streets of Beijing together, in this cold and biting winter, he was still enthusiastic, planning a thrilling business war, the battle plan has been formulated, just like a movie director, just finished his own film, the excitement is from the inside out, so the cold wind is a blessing from God for him.

Qingfeng is fully qualified to stir up the mood and stimulate life, there is a versatile and beautiful lover beside him, as a poor boy from the mountains, and this beautiful romantic poetess, talk about a vigorous love, how can he not let his blood boil, blood gushing.

Eleven years ago, the two of them had just confessed, Eleventh Golden Week, lived together for three or four days, and then Jiang Wan was secret, plunged into the tutor's time, enjoyed the sense of responsibility and honor of being a tutor for the first time, and poured great enthusiasm into the three students, carefully prepared lessons, taught seriously, and pulled Qingfeng into their classrooms to help his students improve their writing ability, improve cultural knowledge, and understand life.

Qingfeng embraces his cold beauty with his great enthusiasm, no matter how busy he is, no matter what important things he has, as long as he knows that he has gone to tutor students, he must find the address of the student's family from the hands of the person who manages the students in the educational institution, calculate the time, and give her a surprise to the student's family downstairs on the day of Jiangmen tutoring, give her a romance, and give herself a first love.

Our romantic young girl poet, finally by the breeze of the romantic, surprising move moved, two people several times in the world of two, enjoy the lingering of the first love, the feeling of the first love is sweet, but also green, the shyness of the girl makes our hostess not seriously think about the taste of first love, just feel that there is a colorful world in the world of the two, there is a strong arm around him, the head can lean on the broad chest, the ear will remember the powerful heartbeat, This is the feeling of real love, the heartbeat of two people formed a resonance, making our poetess's face more shy, two red clouds hung on her cheeks, and the blood all over her body was already boiling, every time at this time, she would use the thin and soft lips to get close to the rich and soft lips, when they collided with each other, the blood in the veins boiled, and the whole body had reached the boiling point, just like Jia Baoyu entered the spiritual illusion realm, drunk and infatuated, like a dream like a fairy.

Every time he comes to pick up his lover, every time the waves are slow, every time he feels, let us, the young poetess, slowly walk into the fairyland-like world of two, the feeling of first love makes him feel that the world is so wonderful, love is so romantic, passion is so high-end, and gradually enter the best place, the world of the two was finally broken by a vow of their own, as if a person in a dream was pushed awake, Brother Qingfeng was pushed to his best friend Shen Xiaofu by his lover Jiang Wan, The greedy businesswoman.

More than two months, in a blink of an eye, it will be the end of 2014, it was the first love, the most beautiful rose-colored time, let his lover get involved in a century of business war, the chief director of this thrilling business sea ups and downs, is his lover Qingfeng, this position is pushed up by himself.

Since then, for nearly three months, there is no more walk in the twilight, no dinner in the moonlight, and no more grinding in the civil lawsuit, the time of first love has delayed the burial, and I have just experienced the climax of the wonderful emotions in the world, with the arrival of the autumn wind, it seems that the warmth has been blown away, and the rest is the biting cold wind, so that the purple and red autumn color has become a withered winter.

Regret it? This situation was caused by himself, if it wasn't for his own nosy, and Senior Brother Qingfeng might have taken action against Shen Xiaofu's company? No matter what aspect it is, Senior Brother Qingfeng will not devote himself as wholeheartedly as he does now, the reason why Senior Brother Qingfeng wholeheartedly helps Shen Xiaofu is not because he and he are best friends? Is all the efforts made by Senior Brother Qingfeng to win face in front of this girlfriend?

It's too late to regret, Senior Brother Qingfeng is such a person who re-promises to keep his reputation, he has begun to kick off this business war, after the pre-war mobilization, he will not be a deserter, but to strategize, grasp the overall situation, arrange troops, make this business war more lively, the situation is better, let his side get the greatest benefits, and finally build a huge business kingdom, in this peaceful and prosperous world, for the society, for mankind, for our nation, to win glory.

Loneliness makes Jiang Wan feel that the miss of the first love is the most valuable, more than two months of loneliness, more than two months of loneliness, whenever the loneliest time, I think of the situation when two people walk together, whenever I am the loneliest, I think of the climax of two people lingering together, grinding on the ears and temples, emotions are like this, there will be a contrast to have an experience, life is also like this, there is a trough to have a climax, love is even more so, there is a miss to know how to cherish.

In this most beautiful season of youth, it is the most romantic season of life, and it is the season that should be harvested, but longing is the driving force for beautiful works in this season.

In the loneliest time, I thought of the sweetness of the world of the two, and there were many poems praising love bursting out in my heart, just like a note one by one, assembled to become the most beautiful poem, this poem, yearning for love, singing the praises of love, is the outstanding fruit of love is the expression of loneliness.

Whenever the loneliest time, longing has become synonymous with love, describing the love poems that have been deceived and torn, like a cannonball wrapped in a ball of fire, piercing the silent air, walking in the space of love, detonating the scene of love, that is dream, that is sweet, that is longing, that is passion, the eternal swan song is missing, just because love is in the distance, close at hand and invisible, far away in the heart for missing, missing like a fiery snake, burning the heart of mutual love, turning this thought into words, it has become a beautiful poem, Turn this thought into an idea, it becomes a beautiful poem, love is a poem, only thoughts can make him a poem.

For more than two months and nearly three months, because of love, because of longing, our female poet has become a prolific poet, turning her thoughts into poems, and making poems poets, and the greatness of love shows a colorful brilliance in the combustion, which is the inspiration for creation.

Today, in this cold wind, I hugged the broad and powerful arms tightly, and added to the warm and broad chest, the sense of security that I had lost for a long time, so that the first day of love was also the first time to have a sense of security, back, my love, back, my love, back, my first love.

Qingfeng felt that the little head full of wisdom and ingenuity was clinging to his chest, so that his heartbeat had accelerated, more than three months of coldness, more than three months of loneliness and loneliness, although he had love in his heart, but there was no time to express love, that kind of torment was a deeper and more passionate love in the hearts of two people.

The way women express their feelings may be gentle and tactful, and the way men express their feelings is generally a fierce torrent, the choppy sea, a soft and a rigid, rigid and soft, thinking of these, Qingfeng subconsciously hugged the lover in his arms, can not let love be lost again, no matter what the situation, can no longer insist on three months of loneliness and loneliness, three months of lovesickness has made him unbearable, today I found the feeling of first love, and found the romantic memory, and found the passion when I confessed.

Let this cold wind blow, Qingfeng burns a flame of love in his heart, supporting him to bravely face the cruel winter, love is like a flower, forming a warm spring in his heart, missing is the only way for them to send love, don't miss now, but to hug each other directly, express the strongest love language.

The two of them hugged each other like this and didn't speak for a long time, but this kind of heart-warming feeling is really warm and happy.

The taxi was driving on the road, the two people in the car looked at each other, Jiang Wan said to Qingfeng, "The matter here has finally come to an end, what are you going to do next?" ”

Qingfeng looked at Jiang Wan affectionately, and said to her eloquently, "I have a few outlines in my hand, all of which are homework done when I was in literature class, but the story is very strong, I want to take advantage of this period to calm down, write these few parts, or conceive them into a long thing, depending on my mood, now other things are no longer within the scope of my thinking, strive to be in the third year of college, publish a few works, and write a few literary reviews, and go to the Faculty of Arts of Yenching University for a long time, There must be a few literary works that can be used. ”

Jiang Wan listened to Qingfeng say that he wanted to return to literary creation, and he was very happy, this is the person he wants most in his heart, a handsome literary young man, not only has a diploma from the prestigious Faculty of Arts of Yenching University, but also has a stack of well-known works, he will be proud of him, "Senior brother, do you know? This is what I want the most, and this is what I will be proud of in the future, I hope that you will achieve something academically, according to your knowledge and your ability, you will definitely become an accomplished writer, the two of us are leading the way in the field of literary creation, what an artistic atmosphere, literary family. ”

Qingfeng said with emotion, "Last time I showed you an outline similar to my personal biography, which is an autobiographical body written by my experience, I don't think it's full enough, write more specific about the poverty situation of my ex-wife's family, write more about the experience of being a left-behind child, add some fictional plots to the plot of looking for my father for thousands of miles, and then make the story a little more ups and downs, it should be a very good-looking work, and in real life, the youth from the countryside is a portrayal of the entity, It will definitely resonate with many people's thoughts, and it is also the voice of our generation of young people in the literary world, I may need to seriously revise it, and it will take a certain amount of time. ”

Jiang Wan thought of being able to get Senior Brother Qingfeng's works, and he had a strange feeling in his heart, what a happy thing it was to be the first reader of his literary works in the future, "Senior Brother, according to your literary skills, according to your creative inspiration, you will definitely write works that impress me, what I'm worried about is that you are still in the passion of business war, can you calm down and write seriously." ”

Qingfeng stroked his back and patted his spine gently, "Senior sister, you can rest assured of this, I am the kind of person who can afford to put it down, the previous paragraph of work has been turned over, since I want to create, I must calm my heart down, with passion and inspiration to create my first work, I really have a few outlines in my hand now, write it out and look at it, I will not put those indiscriminate works, present to everyone, must take a work that is both ideological and artistic, In this way, I can be worthy of the training of Yenching University and my 10 years of hard study. ”

Jiang Wan was convinced of this, and nodded heavily, "I believe that you have this strength, according to your bumpy life experience, according to your social knowledge, plus your learning ability, it is not difficult for you to write a decent work, I hope to be able to see your works on a variety of themes, so that I can get some comfort in my heart, can't our sweet love nourish your more beautiful and beautiful words?" ”

Qingfeng immersed himself in his imagination, "When I was a child, I was an expert in storytelling, when my friends were together, I was able to deduce a simple story and deduce a variety of plots, the children were cute at that time, and listened to me tell stories, which may be the basis for writing things, and it is also a kind of talent." Later, I have always had the heart of a literary youth, and when many creative inspirations collided, I would pull out the outline, and now these materials have been almost accumulated, and it should be the harvest season, give me a little time, it will definitely make you satisfied, and also fulfill my own dream of a literary youth. ”

Jiang Wan is also immersed in his literary dream, "In this way, the two of us are really a little like-minded, alas, when I was young, how many times did I fantasize about being a writer, telling the most beautiful story in the world to everyone, and then I invested more feelings in the creation of poetry, as if there is endless inspiration, recently after the two of us began to fall in love, it seems that this feeling is stronger, when I miss you, I express it in poetry, and when I am very happy with you, inspiration comes, This may be the strength that love gives me. ”

Qingfeng looked out the window at the late night, and said thoughtfully, "I have read every one of your videos carefully, I feel your deep love, and I also feel your thoughts, love has shaped you as a poet so full, and your inspiration is really admirable. My works also want to learn from you, emotionally, in thoughts, to arouse people's thinking, to help people spend their best things in life. ”

Jiang Wan's heart beat violently again, and he hugged his lover tightly, "Then let us work hard in the garden of literature, when spring comes, colorful flowers are our works, so that our works are like a garden full of spring, blooming our youth." ”