May is the rainy season in the south, and the wings in the south are heavy in May.
The rainy season in May is sad.
In May, a letter came from the south wind.
Let people outside the basin and people inside the basin
Know the unforgettable sadness
Tears in May
It is the rainy season woven by mother.
In May, if you choose a sunny language to comfort.
Can't make mother's steps happy.
Mother's recurrent subtropical pain.
This is a hidden injury caused by a mild plague bite.
Pain, although the mountain is the chest of an iceberg.
Stand up and be strong.
Especially can't resist the pain of placenta in October.
Even if you search the fairy's antidote.
I can't stop the bitterness of my mother's lacrimal gland.
Pray in mountain language?
The winding Bashan Mountain and the majestic Wuling Mountain.
Bear the heavy burden of the mother
I asked the Buddha silently?
Yuntuo Wufeng
The kindness of giving your son to the queen.
Wipe mother's tears like a ditch.
Probably in mourning.
My tentacles
I found severe depression in May.
Mother let the sharp thorn of relentless rising speed hit her heart.
Motherhood Puzzlement in Mother River
It's a sin to fester in an instant.
Pushed down the bank made of mother's steel bars and stones.
In May, the rainy season in the south is heavy.
I saw the sky.
Spread the news in every corner.
Break every inch of mother's gentle land
When can deep and bright eyes be combed smoothly?
The sorrow of loving mothers in Jiangnan
The south entered the rainy season in May.
May, can you bear your mother's sadness?
Chapter II Affection, Bathed in the sunshine in May, May
Say goodbye to the cold spring in April.
Welcome the warm season in June.
Me and you.
Off-body or colorful.
Or simple and elegant.
A sweater that insulates the mind
Standing at the peak of the spring sunshine together
Expose each other's unadorned souls
With the same pride and pride
Stretch our muscles and bones.
obvious
A profound founder branded by our ancestors.
One that is neither crooked nor oblique.
Complete clank mark
Shining on each other for thousands of years of glory and brilliance.
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All mappings
It is a kind of refraction of light.
All refraction
This is an interpretation of the meaning and spirit of life.
Just like our giant breasts
Like countless galloping horses coming from afar
although
Along the way, I met countless ups and downs in the world.
although
I have wasted countless vicissitudes along the way.
However, let the world be boundless.
In the gallery of history
A gallop since ancient times.
A galloping Long song rushes to the future.
No one can change it.
No one can describe it
Because of this speeding
Because of this Pentium
Will last forever.
Will continue to escape.
Continue to run farther than the distance.
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You are far away.
There is me in the distance.
There is affection in the distance that we can't give up
In the distance, we are close at hand.
So, far away.
Far convenience is no longer distance.
Distance is no longer our distance.
Distance is no longer the barrier of Qian Shan.
Distance is only when we look back.
Or just a moment's difference.
The distance is not far.
Distance was posted on our home page in May.
The distance is right in front of our house.
On the morning of May, when we can reach it.
Just behind the hill in our village.
A head
Many trees are full of green fruits.
Thought-provoking branches of May.
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May
Although the world is full of fragrance.
However, in the light of falling red.
You can hold high the floating clouds floating elsewhere.
You can kiss the morning breeze in your hometown.
gently
Come gently.
It doesn't matter whether you dress up or not.
Reach the pinnacle of success
It doesn't matter whether you go back to China or not.
Lose the will to live.
Have no intention of staring at each other.
All we care about is
At the moment, there is a kind of tears called warmth.
Bloom in the arms of you and my family.
blossom
Not to buy charm and charm.
Not to show off romance and prosperity
This is just a call from the heart
And the beating of sincere blood
Just because of the purification of love and affection.
And an overwhelming surge of emotion.
blossom
Ask each other for something, not each other.
Beg for mercy from each other.
It's a party
An intersection on the road of life
A kind of cohesion of various vitality.
blossom
This is another way to open it.
Open the window of our long-closed mind.
Sweep away the dust blocked by obstacles in the world
Let the heart blossom.
Show sincerity.
Let's share the same blood.
Flowing freely in the river bed of each other's lives
And a quiet cycle.
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Because we know
We are all leaves growing on the same tree.
Petals juxtaposed on the tree
We breathe the air together.
We share the same fate as breathing.
* * * bathed in the spring that never fades.
* * * Wandering in the same family relationship.
We avoid questioning, doubt and jealousy.
What we need is interactive communication and understanding.
We are proud, proud and happy.
We respect each other, unite and love each other.
Because we know
We grew up in the same big family.
We must unite our strength.
The roots of our family will thrive.
We will prosper.
Because we know
Only one hundred rivers face the sea.
Will be popular.
I don't want to talk about the arrival of rain this May. This may be the same as my mood.
The weather is gloomy. Don't want to talk about the arrival of rain
The ghost of midnight is a group of degenerate children.
They cut a butcher knife on my left.
My left hand is lying in the hospital
But my right hand, open my mouth and close it.
Don't want to ask questions to society? it's you
Mei cried herself into tears.
The cars in front of the school are very crowded.
I remember how many roads I walked on my way to school.
Panshan road. Love is twisted.
You can stay out at night, and no one will ask.
In Internet cafes, this is acceptable.
Children who don't go home
Their souls fight in computer games.
They are used to swords and shadows.
Thoughts enter the role, bloody clothes.
They need money to improve their virtual desires.
I don't want to talk about the arrival of rain this May.
It's your son with a machete.
It was your daughter who took advantage of her youth.
On the rainy night of May173, exchange flesh for gold equipment.
Games are bottomless traps.
A group of children who never come home.
Start planning despicable extortion, or robbery with a knife.
The process of a bloody case is simpler than a game.
/kloc-under 0/4 years old, you can chop people up, blackmail, rob and engage in prostitution. ......
The law endows juvenile delinquency with innocence and ignorance.
impregnable defence
I don't want to talk about the arrival of rain this May.
The night was told of the trembling in front of the Internet cafe.
Blood group smell in dark roadway
This is my left hand, in the hospital.
Complain to the society.
Rain in April and May, with rain as ink,
Write a letter of complaint and then
Leave this area sadly,
It touches again and again.
The only yellow wheat that makes it stick.
I can't help it,
Tears rolled down the floor.
These days,
The rain in May speaks for itself.
And then walk away without hesitation,
This seemingly dazzling day
Stay away from yourself and love the land wholeheartedly.
It can't take it anymore,
People's greed,
Abandoning watermelon is not sweet.
Watermelon fields abandoned in May were not produced.
Idle and abandoned?
It has heard enough of people's complaints.
Complain about parents
Complain, wife and children,
Complaining today?
those
Ugly interests are pathetic and pitiful.
Increase production and increase evil.
The bottom line of human nature
May wants to get in the way again.
There is nothing someone can do.
Had to use tears as ink,
Fluttering and complaining
Looking far away, the true nature of human nature.
Is the rain intermittent? When you are sad, you cry.
Rain in May I believe May is a rain.
It rained and thundered in May.
When I was a child, I cried and shed tears.
Rain in May, when pomegranate blooms.
I like sweet hugs and salty parting.
The rain in May is really good, like my happiness.
Sometimes big, sometimes small, sometimes not.
I don't know why it is raining so hard.
I'm so anxious, I don't know if I should put the aftermath of spring in the wind.
Or stay in the water?
Those vivid past events are my tireless lovers.
Should I put her in warm words?
Fall in love with this rain.
The rain in May is sometimes bitter and salty.
Sometimes it is sweet and happy.
The rain in May was thin and dense.
Happiness and sadness are the same.
The rain in May, I believe, is the truest and most beautiful rain in my life.
Very close, very good, very beautiful.
I've been thinking, the rain in May
Tell me what?
Sparse and dense raindrops
It really makes me understand sometimes, and sometimes I am speechless.
I don't know whether to leave the rain in May or give up.
Marry this rain back or get married?
But I believe May is a rain.
This rain is sometimes poison and sometimes honey.
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