The frosty maple leaves wavered.
The grass is helpless and sad,
Spring, summer, autumn and winter cycle.
The old horse is ambitious,
Sunset can dye the sky red.
Give full play to waste heat and make contributions,
Peach and plum are all over the world.
I am a grain of sand,
Sand blown by the wind,
I accidentally left it behind,
The shadow that slipped between your fingers.
Gently slide through childhood dreams,
I used to walk at a brisk pace,
Floating into this world with a bright smile.
Growing up smelling the fragrance of the earth,
Growing up with the sweet spring,
Breathing the fresh air of nature, living a quiet and comfortable life.
After the twists and turns of the narrow path,
Looking at the blue sky,
Holding white clouds, like a wandering poet, they disappeared.
Kiss the breath of everything on the earth,
Deeply intoxicated by childhood memories,
How incredible, it has reached an unquestionable age.
Speed and passion coexist,
Still quietly intoxicated by the smell of sunshine,
The ups and downs of life quietly let me go step by step.
Walking quietly in the direction of the sun,
The passion of childhood is still rippling, which can't be erased or lost.
Over time, it gradually turned into a beautiful memory.
The rain washes me gently, whether I can always keep that pure beauty.
Lightning flashes all the time, reminding me that I am afraid of addiction and giving me confidence.
Let yourself always remember that there is a responsibility and a force to promote the progress of nature.
Every year has been different since the birth of life.
Especially in this more special year,
My animal year, the year of the rat,
Every year, the Year of the Rat will always appear in large and small ways.
The arrival of the epidemic made us all celebrate the Year of the Rat.
The outbreak of Vulcan is enough to make us unforgettable.
This year is unforgettable, unforgettable and moving.
I hope that after the epidemic, a better life will surely come.
I wish everyone health and safety every day!
When the landslide broke out,
Jumping out of pebbles,
The spring tide is forty,
Rounded corner art,
When the country revives,
Accompanied by amorous feelings (growing up in openness)
Youth is not old, where is enchanting.
Xiaofang
Mama in the light of the candle
Cloud in hometown
orchid
camel bell
Read you
A country road
Where peach blossoms bloom.
the song of the peony
olive tree
Let's drink to the past.
After 70, do you still remember these classic songs? I remember the melody of every song reminds me of that era. Every time I sing these songs full of memories, the memories and experiences of the years are all in the songs! !
I love dog tail grass alone, and I will photograph it whenever and wherever I meet it, not only because I love its tenacity, but also because I miss my childhood complex. It is our toy and the source of happiness for our generation. [Rose] [Rose] Do you like it as much as I do?
What do you remember when you were a child? This is the sweetest thing to stay in my heart [laughs]. Do you remember a dime and a few sweets? Now every year during the Spring Festival, I buy some to taste the sweetness of "Yiya" for a long time [laughs].
After 70, I witnessed China's family planning policy, from having only one child to the current policy of having two children and three children (understanding is the need of national conditions), but I really don't know what to say [laughs] I couldn't have more children then, and I can't have more children now! Ha ha laugh
After half a lifetime
Half-life storm
Through the mill
Kurami is still here.
40 years old
Confuse yourself, wake up.
Strange wind and rain
Let go of harmony
Everything is wonderful.
Every dust is a quiet [rose] [rose]
Accidental feeling
Life has been going on for decades, so savor how sad it is.
Beautiful mountains and rivers are always in spring, and things are not sleepless in winter.
Life is barren and naked, and ambition is a joke.
Children are just waiting for adults, and parents stumble.
Don't fall down when you are shouldering heavy responsibilities. This is a half-life fate.
The world of mortals is still unfinished, and when I look back, I feel sad and happy.
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Life is just a dream.
The past is gone, life is like a dream, and the past is like smoke. However, we must move forward.
Is it Lan or Ai?
Work hard! Make life colorful.
I was born after 1970, and my family was completely separated.
There are seven aunts and eight aunts above, and six brothers and sisters below.
I grew up in a poor family, and I used sweet potatoes to make pumpkins.
No clothes and shoes, two Jin of pork for the New Year.
There are ten acres of yellow land at home, on the mountain ten miles away from home.
Good weather can make you eat and wear warm clothes. In case of disaster, you will be hungry for half a year.
In order to help my parents reduce their burden, I went to school to farm at the age of ten.
Brother and sister live up to expectations, and they are the top three in the exam every year.
I'm under 18 years old, and I'm underage. I want to go to Jiangnan with my hometown.
There are ten people in a Datong store, not moving bricks with mud.
His hands are covered with fire cocoons, and he is not as middle-aged as a boy.
Never cry bitter, nor tired, just hope to make a lot of money every year.
When I went to pay a New Year call at the age of twenty-five, my boss's cousin met me.
I got married on May 1 that year, and I didn't want a house or money.
God blessed the girl and vowed to join hands with her.
In the coming year, I will be fat, I will be small, I will be happy, I will be happy.
Now that it's over, my son has become a doctoral student.
Although my parents are old, they are quick-footed and can climb mountains.
Wealth makes people rich, so there is no regret in life.
I hope the motherland will be stronger and the two sides of the Taiwan Strait will be reunified.
Lonely dust covered half,
Everything is like clouds and stars.
The world of mortals is full of happiness and joy,
The mountain is high and the water is far away! !
It's gray hair all of a sudden.
Infinite sadness
Time flies.
A vicious heart
Empty sighs and fleeting time