I met him again, and we sang poetry against each other
Zhao Xiaomeng had a fight with a stunning woman in the forest due to a misunderstanding, and after that, neither of them apologized, so they separated and ignored anyone!
Zhao Xiaomeng continued the hard work of the journey, carefully analyzing every detail of the tricks with the amazing woman, and with the assistance of the skeleton Xiao Ash, he quickly recovered from the battle! The long river of time has been stagnant in the flow of the eternal years, and there will always be the sunshine that has never left me. I loved the beautiful woman happily, and found the source of the secret in the scroll of the forest, and the clothes had been exhausted, and the needle and thread were still there, and I still wanted to pity the servant in my old love, and I had given money because of my dreams. I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor couples mourn everything.
Coincidence is always deliberate, it is not a coincidence, no coincidence is not a book, Zhao Xiaomeng met Liu Han who is gentle and talented in the next journey, and when he saw Liu Han, he smiled and said that he was moved by a kind of life full of surprises, Zhao Xiaomeng didn't feel anything at first!
Unexpectedly, after a while, Zhao Xiaomeng was moved by Liu Han's chattering temperament!
"Looking for sorrow and hatred for no reason, sometimes it seems stupid and crazy, this benevolent brother, please express your understanding of our encounter", Liu Han said a little stupidly!
"The cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival! Where do you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who can you talk to? Zhao Xiaomeng responded unceremoniously!
Liu Han didn't say a word, and hurriedly gave Zhao Xiaomeng a warm hug! Zhao Xiaomeng couldn't dodge and thought that the other party would continue to chant poems, but she didn't expect to be hugged by Liu Han!
"Where do you not meet in life, even if it is ten thousand styles, the ends of the world", Liu Han happily replied.
Subsequently, Liu Han said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be more serious, and you can really become a poet, like me!" Liu Han, who is usually very narcissistic, looks at Zhao Xiaomeng like a lover, he likes to write poems, why not become brothers!
Some Zhao Xiaomeng, who was still unsatisfied, became angry when he saw that the other party had no poetry, and some couldn't think of it, "This is goodbye today, where will we meet"!
Liu Han responded confidently: "When I met you, it was like meeting the whole spring!" ”
Zhao Xiaomeng was speechless for a while, "You are no longer a poet"!
Saying that, Zhao Xiaomeng looked at the foot of the back, next to the countless mountain peaks were lush and lush mountain forests, many of the lightning inspired by the fighting method had fallen into the forest, the autumn woods had withered, and the leaves were falling one after another, and at this time there were gray and dilapidated dark clouds everywhere, as if it would rain soon, and those woods had been shrouded in a thick fog.
Teenagers and women all like a person, because of the reasons they have experienced, they have become more mature and stable, and they have become more and more calm, just like wine, the longer they precipitate in a certain period of time, the more mellow they are!
The road of life, everyone has a favorite person, that kind of unbridled like, few but not nothing. I'm afraid that it is the most incisive display of the teenager, when the spring breeze writes poetry as a teenager, he only hates the autumn mood, and he doesn't understand that there are poets! Immature and sincere, in the future, if you think too much, you will no longer dare to love and hate, love and hate are originally written how you want, and the reality really dares to do what you want? The more you think about it, the more you have to worry about it!
Now friendship, I don't see much personally, I don't see a lot, and I don't know if anyone will sigh, "The youth of the past has become not surprised, love comes too slowly, and there is only enough to love one person in a lifetime", but it is ordinary.
Zhao Xiaomeng took a lot of effort to ask the poet Liu Han, but he didn't expect to continue the journey ahead, and he met Liu Han again!
"Life is everywhere, we are all fallen guests at the end of the world, we are not frightened when we meet butterflies, and we are not worried about looking for flowers. This brother, we meet again"!!