I remember that it was the winter of 2009, it was the season of snow, it happened to be snowing, the night was slightly cool, and I will never forget the sentence I received at 9:21: "Nice to meet you......"

I once remembered that year, the stone was in its prime, and it was young and frivolous, and I didn't know what to do.

Since then, I have met a girl named Jing, from acquaintance to acquaintance to love to love......

I have experienced the betrayal of my relatives, I have experienced youth and frivolity, I have experienced unforgettable, I have experienced the oath of the mountains and the sea, I have experienced the heartbreak, I have experienced the liver and intestines, and I have experienced the eternal ......

Since then, I have a love in my life, how much love? I love ...... more than I love myself!

I still remember that in the past four years, I have never forgotten each other, every day and every night, it is a kind of drunkenness.

Once the stone said to her: "Meeting you is the greatest happiness in my life", for this reason, I wrote a poem and said, looking at life thousands of times, not sighing and looking back on each other......

I still remember that the bits and pieces we have experienced are still engraved in our hearts and have never been forgotten.

All kinds of flavors, thousands of festivals, the name is ...... Love......!

I remember that she said countless times that you are always not big, childish, and naughty...... Hehe, when you think about it, how warm is it?

The past will eventually become the past, and no matter how sincere love in the world is, it can't stand the test of time, which is a kind of sadness!

In front of Aiqing, who doesn't cross the river by feeling the stones? Do you understand love?

Youth has no regrets, and you encourage you......

She said that she liked the poems you wrote, so for a long time, I wrote a poem for her every day, not for anyone in this life, but for Qingyan to look back and smile......

In those years, Stone felt that there was nothing happier than meeting her......

But what is gone will pass away......

Because the roles played in this society are different, even if they love each other again, they always get together less and leave more, and sometimes they don't even hug each other once a year, but how can time and distance stop the tide of love?

I remember that it was a rainy season during the Qingming Festival, and I met in the spring flowering season, but Jing was sleepless, crying that I couldn't sleep, and I sighed bitterly and sighed......

The flowers are artesian, the water is worry-free, and the bitter sigh of life is drunk and red......

She said...... She said...... In this life, I would like to sleep for you, and always accompany you with a smile......

All kinds of tastes are in my heart, what can't I do in vain......

Don't stay together, don't be separated, don't wait, sigh and cover your face with tears......

Sigh in this life, sigh in red face, only sigh in the bright moon of life......

The breeze is soft, the spring travel, the flowers bloom and the tears flow......

Don't cry, what is the spring flower and autumn moon not a river......

The youth that will eventually pass away, it is an unforgettable dark wound, and the young man's head is white......

Who is in the ear, saying, Love me forever? Just for this sentence, there is no complaint about breaking the intestines......

It was spring rain last night, and the night was slightly cool......

It is inevitable that the heart is confused, the thunder crosses the sky and the rain, the heart is slightly drunk, and it is already a line of tears......

Xiaolou had an east wind last night, the flowers did not bloom, and people also shed tears......

In the next life, can you become a butterfly again with you, and the breeze and bright moon will be light together......

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Stone has never been a sensual person, but how can you forget the past?

No matter how beautiful haode passes, but it has become an instant.

Let me get drunk this time, let me cry again, let me go crazy again this moment, let me look back on the two vastness......

I love you, far away in heaven, may you be well...... You have always been in my heart, turning into an eternal memory, turning into a memory, turning into a memory, turning into a story......

With only a thousand words, I will remember the lost youth......

Forget to forget......

Stone smell

2014.02.26Sleepless ...... (To be continued......)