Banxian Yao regards Jiang Xiyan as her sister as her idol, but it is different for Mo Liunian, she regards Mo Liunian as her best friend.

The photo shows Lu Xiaochen and another man shopping for groceries in the supermarket, the two are the same age, they look like a match, and they are indeed a good couple if they ignore their gender. His new boyfriend is obviously not as good as Liao Liang's red third generation, but he is very neat, and he laughs when he talks to Lu Xiaochen, and they can clearly see harmony and affection in their eyes.

It was fate that allowed us to meet. It is destined in a previous life, and my heart will stop in your harbor. Mo on the flowers, I wait for you to come; Mo on the flowers are defeated, this can be in the starlight with the moonlight, lovesick drunk and dyed for a long time. In a trance, the allure under your eyelashes touched the bell in the corner of my heart.

The years of prosperity and prosperity, stay with you in the red dust, have your love and spoiling, I have felt enough, every day in the warmth, a ripple of the heart lake wandering in the plain of words, watching those illusions of the ethereal fluttering of the soul, looking at the traces of your visit, how can this not be a kind of happiness!

She felt tears welling up in her eyes, this was what she wanted at this moment, and for the first time she had the courage to admit it to herself. This is the benefit of being a close friend, like a mirror reflecting sincerity.

We have been lost recently, and we have used youth as an excuse for frivolity. Only in hindsight did we realize that we missed the most real things when we didn't understand the most. I'm glad you didn't miss it when you look back. The world without you is only half called, and having your scenery is perfect. You must know that I have been accompanying you to watch the spring breeze blow across the earth and sweep away those growing pains.

Time is like water, always silent. If you're well, it's a sunny day. A glass of still water is still deep and can still flow deeply, but this mood and lovesickness have nothing to do with the wind and moon and roses. I am glad that I met the best of you and read your most affectionate words in the green years.

Jiang Chen was stunned and throbbing for a moment, and the girl in front of him, with the short hair he was familiar with when he was young, and wearing the clothes he was familiar with when he was young, appeared in his young room, looking at him with a smile, as beautiful as if she had traveled to a spring dream of a teenager.

The breeze rises, the withered leaves fly, a city falls flowers for whom, the cold rain is chaotic, the clouds are drunk, a blue sky is clear because of you, the fate of the past life, the wish of this life, thousands of miles still surround my dreams. The pen refers to the time, the ink dyes the years, every word and sentence of lovesickness, the love is hidden, the love is full of years, and every string and column are affectionate.

The bamboo forest is secluded, walk slowly hand in hand, and let the most genuine "love" word stay in your heart. The passing years are still like water, so that the most beautiful picture scroll will remain in your eyes. In and out of my dreams, I would like to wear your favorite blue clothes, with the wind flowers of the Tang Dynasty and the snow moon of the Song Dynasty, dancing with long sleeves for you.

Time always ruthlessly takes away something, and then makes us miss, maybe the beauty of life lies in the traces of the years left by the encounter and parting, the smile between your eyebrows, is the most beautiful stroke I have written over the years. So if you meet, regardless of whether it is fate or calamity, shallow encounter, deep hiding, and mutual well, it is a sunny day.

A sweet word, a look back, a smile, and become an idiot, it turns out that there is really an excuse in the world that can be reincarnated into love at first sight. What a youthful love affair it was! It was the color of youth! It was a touching thing that could only be found in those years......

Youth is a gorgeous event, I met you with full of longing and joy, I thought that this could say goodbye to exile, but fate always loves to play tricks on people, just like I knew from the beginning that I couldn't escape the ending, but I still love you without hesitation. Like a person who can't wait, I can't dream of you, how can I feel at ease.

I fell in love with this girl who was always pale at first sight, and we played the piano together, frolicked together, and did a lot of things together. At that time, I often thought that it would be nothing more than a long time.

The blue water is cold in the depths, the green mountains and forests are cold, and it is difficult to see each other when the mountains and rivers turn around; the Yiren people are far away, and the lovesick cape is by the cape, only the dream is lingering; the paper is full of tenderness and chaos, the loneliness is idle, and the two screens are infatuated. Qianmo Hongchen, meeting with you is fate, all living beings, knowing you is intentional. Once you have entered the king's dream, you will follow the king's heart to be old, not to see the prosperity of the three thousand, but only to be with the monarch and the twilight.

Who has never been young, has a little affection, and hides a favorite person in his heart. Looking up at the starry sky is just like gazing at his eye waves, all the wishes add up to just want to be with him, holding hands and feeling that you have seen the world for a long time.

In the end, I was too stupid, although I didn't have a vow and a lifelong commitment, but if you said you liked me, I would be serious. My friends around me all say that you are not handsome, and you are not good enough for me, but who makes me like you?

In its story, you can sketch many touching images. There are: - amorous poets, out of Yangguan in the west, the old people are hard to see, shedding sad tears ...... - wonderful painters, the favored scrutiny, in the perspective of her soul ...... - the heroic heroes chanting the wind and the moon, the beautiful women of the beautiful women with a shallow ...... of spring - those lovers look at each other with happy hearts, the young couples are considerate to each other whispering...... - the children's expectations for a better future, there are the old people's pursuit of life and life......

Life is a passing in the hurried years, passing by the young and naïve, leaving innocence, passing by ignorance, leaving simple beauty, passing by striving for youth, leaving moving and strong, passing by the late autumn, leaving indifferent and easy-going. We have been non-stop, in our own city of time around the circle, passing by the familiar or unfamiliar wide and narrow alleys, passing by the lights that are flickering and flickering, passing by the fresh scenery of the new pavilion that has never been passed, and also passing by countless times the old days of flowers, passing by in a hurry, occasionally stopping the tired footsteps, or bringing the sunset, fireworks love, or a small family to enjoy the joy, laughing and laughing, or a person in January, writing poems in the wind!

The endless prosperity of the world, the endless beauty of the road, by my appreciation, by my ridicule, by my hip-hop laughter, there will always be Xiao Baorong gentle smile, for me to block the wind and rain, not a little haze.

Life is always like this, but after the wind and rain, it is the most beautiful sunny day. Only after experiencing parting can I know that I am deeply affectionate. In fact, I just want to keep the warmth of my heart, you hold the tea cup of the years, I say don't leave, you say don't give up.

If you are a dancer who loves the rain, please discard your umbrella and walk in Danxia, no matter whose lips kiss off a season's heart, she does not care about whose infatuation is gently exiled in the direction of sorrow, habits and traditional body psychology in the passing years.

The song is like a sword, the wind is swaying, and the broken song is still alive. The sea of fog is vast for thousands of miles, and the cold stone is beside the two hearts, and the two hearts are speechless. Charming eyes bury tears and red faces, and see that the heart is close at hand. I have a wish, I am a hundred years old, and I dare not be greedy for joy for a while. Looking back just to wait for the dry sea, the heart falls, and asks for a thousand years of sighing. In the dream, there were several times of resentment, and the person woke up for the first time, drunk and lonely. To see today, it is a smile in the city. I'm afraid that if this life is secretly promised, who knows the hatred.

Going around and around, stumbling, as if we went around a big circle and returned to the first meeting of the corridor, you gently walked down the stairs into my eyes, love to hold my red dust heart, dreaming back to the original ignorance, just because the encounter is the best period, the fate of the love drunk lovesickness.

How many years of youth, above the light, in the darkness, the stars are changing, and the years are turning, I think I have seen at least a little hope. Even though I knew that the sunshine didn't belong to me, I still couldn't help but crave that little bit of warmth.

The woman is extremely sure of love, if she can, she is willing to join hands with the person she loves in the world, even if the end of the world, even the corner of the earth, even if the wind and rain, even if the cold. If she could, she would be willing to give up everything for love, and only be with her beloved, from morning dew to twilight rain, from summer wind to winter snow. If she could, she would be willing to live only for love, without any glory and brilliance, and only to be a bird under the eaves of love. But unfortunately, she is in that ancient time and space, and she cannot decide her own fate.

I really began to believe that the person I met had a tacit coolness and shyness in the years when he was no longer enchanting.

Hold a flower in hand, carefully look at the gentleness, the days are long, step by step, every process, every intersection, is a kind of spiritual practice, hard work, happiness and sunshine, there will be more, lazy, emotions and sorrow, will be chaotic, meet, affection and touch, will be full, the yearning for life, the light of tranquility, always know how to be accompanied by calm, to understand the truth and goodness of open-mindedness, to be a wise person, to find a considerate person.

As long as the wind settles on the mountain every time, the cloud will always complain, for fear that the wind will spread love in Chuanxuan, the wind has murmured to the clouds, learn to be tolerant, and will have; learn to be happy, will be light and lofty. In fact, it is not wrong to divide and merge, but to gather and disperse.

Mo Liunian has been mixing with two big men in the past few years, so he also cherishes this kind of sisterhood with Banxian Yao, Banxian Yao hugged Mo Liunian, and then hugged Jiang Xiyan, Xiao Banxian couldn't help but tease: "Yao'er, your wine is really not good." ”

Wu Hao also shook his head and smiled bitterly, stepped forward and pulled Banxian Yao up, helped him to sit beside him, and saw that Banxian Yao was indeed very drunk, and said, "You drink first, I'll send Yao'er back first." ”

Not long after Wu Hao helped Banxian Yao to leave, Mo Liunian said: "My clothes are also wet, go and change my clothes first." ”

The little half-immortal said: "Okay, go ahead, be careful." ”

Mo Liunian said: "Don't worry, I know." ”

After Mo Liunian left, Mo Yan raised his wine glass and said, "Tonight's wine seems to be particularly intoxicating. ”

Xiao Banxian raised his wine glass and touched it with Mo Yan: "Wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk." After speaking, he turned to Jiang Xiyan, "I'm afraid that the sky will change in the past two days, you should wear more." ”

Jiang Xiyan said coldly: "Thank you for your concern, you just take care of yourself." ”

As he was talking, Wu Hao walked back, sat down and asked, "Where are Miss Fang and Wuji?"

Xiao Banxian said: "Just now Yao'er accidentally spilled wine on Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo went to change his clothes, and Wuji was also drunk, so he went back with Xiao Mo." ”

Wu Hao smiled: "It's rare for a few of us to get together and continue to drink." ”

Xiao Banxian said: "Yes, I don't know when we can get together like this next time." ”

Wu Hao said: "I'm going to pick an auspicious day to propose to your uncle." ”

At that moment, Helian Yi suddenly wanted to take this person into his arms, and suddenly wanted to put aside all the family and country that he was pressing on his heart, and he no longer dared to go on a blind date. He wanted to say that in the future, the wind and frost sword in the world, I will block it for you, and there will be only one person in this life, even if you don't want this ten thousand miles of royal land with three mountains and six rivers.

After not going for many days, I couldn't get used to living there, and I didn't know where to put my things, and I only felt that my mother was gradually becoming more and more lively, and my husband's family couldn't get acquainted with each other for a while, so I only felt that I was not in place. As she grew up day by day, she knew that she knew that she was a living person, and every evening she would push me not to hold her, and her hands would be scribbling outward, trying to find a wet nurse, and I felt infinite emptiness and pleasure.

Cuicui didn't pay attention to this matter, although this little girl was playing, working, and galloping her little heart for some very mysterious things during the day, but at night, she slept sweetly.

"I'm telling you, the murderer is my mother's friend. At this moment, Nanami, who was sitting in the back seat, said in a cute voice. Haruko was taken aback. When a person is faced with a sudden situation, there is no way to hide their expressions and movements. She made eye contact with the policeman outside the window, and her face was full of panic. The policeman frowned, looking surprised. She ignored it, dropped the hand brake, and stepped on the accelerator.

At this moment, Zhou Xinqi, who was about to leave, was stunned, she heard the exclamations of the people around her, and when she turned around, she looked at the stone tablet of the first chapter of the grass and trees, and saw the turtle that was in first place there. She frowned slightly at first, and quickly let go, without the slightest wave in her heart, in her mind, the first stone tablet of this grass and tree was obtained when she first became an outer disciple, and at that time, she didn't use all her strength, not to mention that she was completely different from back then.

The two of them stared at each other with fierce eyes, with a smile on their lips, but they were serious and nervous, ready to go, and they were both holding back the power of the wilderness. Each of them went in one direction, Zhou Yao shouted "run", and Qu Jia's arrow jumped out, and in the direction of Wangfujing Station, he pulled out his posture and began to run wildly!

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and Yi Nian put the flute into his arms. The light dissipated in an instant, leaving only the towering ancient trees that had reached into the clouds. Yi Nian took a deep look at Ling Xichen, took the cold light sword in his hand, turned his head and sat on the back of the phoenix, no longer nostalgic. Qingluan spread his wings and swayed away.

As soon as Xu Wan'er finished speaking, she didn't wait for Wang Zheng to thank her, she turned around and left, and before Wang Zheng could say the word thank you, she saw Fang Zixi's beautiful eyes sweeping towards him, shook her head, snorted lightly, and left with Xu Wan'er.

He was drenched in the rain, as if he had just been splashed over his head by a large basin of water. The soaked pants clung to his body in a very uncomfortable posture, and he stepped on the like.

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