Second, only aimless love is true. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Third, she is like a tree, growing in front of the window. In the light outside the window, there are also small flowers, but she can only peep out of the window. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Many years later, in a quiet street in Washington, she saw a little girl with light brown childish hair climbing up and down the small iron gate alone, holding a bar in her hands, but she was happy to go up and down. She suddenly woke up and thought it was herself. I always thought she was a foreigner-a foreigner in China-because she was isolated. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
His eyes sparkled with excitement and rippled on her, like a fish wagging its tail and smiling at her. He suddenly quit and climbed to the foot of the mountain. "Hey, what are you doing?" She asked with a fearful smile. His hair brushed her thigh, hairy, and I don't know what kind of beast's head it is. Wild animals drink water in dark caves, and the moor rolls up with his tongue. She is a bat hanging upside down at the mouth of the cave, a relic hidden in the mountains, violated, found, helpless, without telling, and an animal sipped at her core. The horror exposed is mixed with an unbearable desire: to ask him to come back, to come back at once-to her arms, to her eyes-little reunion by Zhang Ailing.
6. There is no such thing as love, but I am used to a man-little reunion of Zhang Ailing.
Seven, but Bibi won't say such self-deprecating words, just saying that Sheng Jiuli "looks pale and needs attention." Just like a joke between friends, but the speaker is sincere and the listener knows that she is sincere. Anyway, Sheng Jiuli exists in her heart. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Eight, the sound of rain gurgling, like living by a stream. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Nine, she loves them. They don't interfere with her, just lie quietly in her blood and wait until she dies. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
10. If you are a person and want to find him, anything can happen. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Eleven, their past is like the Great Wall on the horizon, but the Great Wall is useless in modern times-little reunion of Zhang Ailing.
She said, I will be old after waiting for you for 25 years, rather than waiting for you all my life. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Thirteen, I am not for your woman, but because I will never be happy with you. Without them, there will be others. I can't be the enemy of half mankind.
Fourteen, she wrote a poem: "He doesn't have my past, the lonely fleeting time, the deep courtyard and the empty room basking in the sun, which is already the ancient sun. I'm going to keep running in and shout,' I'm here, I'm here!' "He didn't say, but obviously don't like it. His past is colorful, not so empty, waiting for her to come. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Fifteen, she has a feeling of helplessness, like going out to sea at dusk, and the road is strange and far. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Sixteen, "Are we going to be together forever?" In the dim light, she leaned back on the sofa and smiled at him. "You are drunk." .................................................................................................................................................................................. "Where's your wife?" Did he have a fast food? "I can get a divorce." -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
The sound of rain is like living by a stream. I'd rather it rains every day, thinking that you can't come because of it. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
People who live in poverty like to ask about other people's private affairs. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
19. The smile of the mountain is far away, looking thousands of miles away, perhaps under the city lights over there. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Twenty, only by knowing each other can there be no barriers in my heart. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
At the age of 21, the condemned man had his last meal. Tied to the execution ground, there are always many people watching on sunny days. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
At the dinner table, she thought of the harmony of the organizer and sat on the host's big round table. Vegetables are like rags in your mouth, crisp as paper, and you can't swallow them. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Twenty-three, your name is so greasy that it doesn't look like a pen name. I wonder if it's a man's pen name. If it's a man, go to him and all possible relationships will happen. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
I am a hollow yarn, all of which are made up of shortcomings. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
25. Life is like a jumping fish in your hand. You want to catch it and feel fishy. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
26, I don't know why, 18 years old is extremely slim, like a mountain, you can't cross it, you can't see it. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Twenty-seven, when Jiu Li was almost thirty years old, he wrote in his notebook: "The sound of rain is like living by a stream. I'd rather it rains every day, thinking that you can't come because of it. " -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
1 1 On the 28th of the month, thin sunlight shone through the glass door, not deep enough, like flying catkins. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
On the morning of the big exam, that gloomy mood can only be compared with www. The dawn of GuaZe.Com Guaze Net before the military decisive battle is like the slave uprising in Spartacus, in which the rebels look at the Roman army in the morning fog. This is the most horrible scene in all war movies, because it is completely waiting. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Their past, like the Great Wall, stretches on the horizon. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
On my thirtieth birthday, I lay in bed at night and saw the moonlight on the balcony. Cement lay there like a collapsed stone tablet, bathed in the blue moonlight of the late Tang Dynasty. The moonlight more than a thousand years ago has been too much in her thirty years, and the tombstone is as heavy as the heart. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Thirty-two, autumn night is cold and comfortable. Under the dim street lamp, there are no pedestrians and no vehicles. Sometimes I walk hand in hand to the center of the street. The vast asphalt road seems to be upside down, and people are walking in the blue-black sky full of stardust. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Thirty-three years old, she didn't go to see him. That distant smile seems to be thousands of miles away, perhaps under the city lights over there. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Thirty-four, this day he came again, pacing around the circle a little uneasily. Jiu Li asked with a smile: When are you going to get married? Yanshan smiled: I am married. Suddenly, there seemed to be a river between them, and the soup was flowing. His face also changed a little. He also heard the sound of the river. She asked with a smile, pretending not to care, and he replied with a smile, pretending not to care. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
35. No matter whether the memories are pleasant or unpleasant, there is a kind of sadness. Although it is light, she is afraid of the smell. She never asks for it, but it is inevitable in real life. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Thirty-six, everyone nodded and laughed and got separated-little reunion of Zhang Ailing
37. At that time, color movies were still very bad. They are as tacky as colorful landscape postcards. The red-brown hut on the green hill reflects the blue sky, and the shadow on the ground shakes in the sun. There are several children wandering in the pine forest. They are all her children. Yong appeared and pulled her into the cabin with a smile. Very cute, she suddenly became shy, their arms were pulled in a straight line, and then she woke up. Movies twenty years ago, people ten years ago. She was happy for a long time after waking up. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Thirty-eight, the sound of rain gurgling, like living by a stream, would rather rain every day, thinking that it can't come. But self-deception is not good. I still hope that you have an umbrella in your hand every sunny day when it rains. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Pessimists say that a glass of water is half empty, optimists say it is half full, and now I am enjoying a life half full. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Forty, after he left, she picked up cigarette butts in the ashtray and put them in an old envelope. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion
Forty-one, air pollution made the stone statues in Venice suffer from stone cancer, and now the seas run dry and the stones rot-Zhang Ailing little reunion
Forty-two, hypocrites are still better, at least willing to pretend, or upward-little reunion of Zhang Ailing
Forty-three, the worst time to know how to eat, willing to wear, not messy.
At the age of forty-four, she will never see half of him, sitting on the sofa chair diagonally opposite, with shining back, thin cheeks, slightly gaunt shadows in her eyes, and arched lips and corners. When I was silent, I twisted a wool on the arm of the sofa chair with my hand, smiled and lowered my head, like holding a full glass of water, being careful not to spill it. -Zhang Ailing's little reunion