The wheel of time rolls silently, leaving behind joy, pain, accumulated experience and an old story.
Zheng Rong got up early in the morning, freshened up in a hurry, ate something casually, put on his schoolbag and set off. It's still bright, and his thin figure is already walking alone. The moon in the sky is accompanied by sparse starlight, pulling him towards a long figure. Because he is young and short, he looks poor. While walking, he kept looking back. It seems that a ghost is following him. A bird in the roadside bush suddenly jumped into the sky like a frightened bird. Zheng Rong's heart shrank and his hair stood on end. He ran the 100 meters. I don't know where there is a terrible German shepherd crossing the road ahead, so let him stop at once, stupefied and shivering. Fortunately, German shepherd didn't seem to care about him and disappeared. Zheng Rong stopped and left. Although he didn't go far, he was already in a cold sweat and his back was numb. Thinking about studying early and being punished for being late, he got up the courage and went on. At this time, not far away, like a chattering classmate, Zheng Rong trotted in like a relief. Hey! Zheng Rong, are you alone? "Yes, I'm afraid of being late and getting up early. Scared me to death. There is a German shepherd on the road. ? Zheng Rong replied. ? Don't go alone in the future, go with other students! ? The students comforted. Zheng Rong a face of relaxed at the moment, but thinking about other or some terror.
When I got to school, I was used to sitting in the front row. Handsome, good at studying, deeply loved by teachers. It has become a common practice for him to be asked questions in every class, and his answers are as good as the teacher's expectations. In the first class, the Chinese teacher is full of pedantry, and a pair of wise eyes behind wide-brimmed glasses are shining with sharp light. Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties, Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States Period, Sui, Tang and Five Dynasties, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties, historical geography, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, it's really great. The teacher calmly boarded the platform, holding glasses in his customary right hand, putting the book on the lecture table and talking with Kan Kan. The Book of Songs is the first collection of poems in the history of China literature. It is said that it originated from the early Western Zhou Dynasty to the mid-Warring States Period. After a lapse of more than 500 years, it originated from the ancient folk song "Wind" in China, which was circulated in the court as elegant music and dance music for ancestor worship. There are six meanings of expression: Fu, Bi, Xing, Feng, Ya and Ode ... Now let's ask about the rehearsal of Cut Tan yesterday. The teacher looked at Zheng Rong in the front row and said that he was indifferent and nominated directly. Zheng Rong stood up and said: Kan Kan cut sandalwood, the river dried up, and the river was clear and rippling. No crops, no crops, no crops, no crops. No hunting, no hunting. Is there a county in Hu Zhaner's court? He is a gentleman, not a vegetarian? .......？ The teacher said with satisfaction: Zheng Rong's answer is correct. Please sit down. ? The 45-minute Chinese teacher's funny conversation passed unconsciously. As the sweet bell rang, the students cheered, rushed out of the gate, chased each other and scuffled.
Zheng Rong's deskmate is a beautiful girl. On her white face, her eyes are wide and sparkling, her thin black eyebrows are high and smiling, her lips are as white as jade, her hair is like a waterfall, and a burst of girl's own fragrance comes to her face, which often attracts the eyes of boys and girls in her class who are half envious and half jealous. At this time, instead of frolicking like other students, she handed Zheng Rong a book. Zheng Rong, I don't quite understand this word, but I know it's beautiful. Can you tell me something about Zheng Rong's Magpie Fairy? The author of this poem is Qin Guan in Song Dynasty. Clouds are smart, flying stars spread hatred, and silver and China people are dark all the way. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge.
As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron? ? Ow! Qin Guan's famous article tells the beautiful love story of Cowherd and Weaver Girl in China on Valentine's Day. This is a very good phrase, which is often used by modern people to praise love, haha! Xiaolan, the seed of love said, "Fuck you, people ask you seriously, but you don't like them." Think of the thin clouds and darkness. Jinfeng Yulu is a little confused. This is it! If you really don't understand, I'll tell you, but in that case, hey hey! ? Zheng Rong looked at Xiaolan cunningly, and Xiaolan blushed a little. Tell me! Very talented. Here's the thing. All right! In the autumn of Tanabata, thin clouds refer to colorful clouds, while darkness refers to cowherd and weaver girl secretly dating in the Milky Way. As for Jinfeng Yulu, autumn wind and white dew mean cowherd and weaver girl, do you understand? In this way, although only once a year, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl will never leave, and only when they have been in love for a long time will they get along with each other. Thank you for your generosity. Please enjoy the moon under the fruit trees on Tanabata next year! ? Zheng Rong looked at Xiaolan with a smile? Really, it's an honor, I can remember! ? I thought about what she knew.
In the summer sunset, water rhyme is always full of poetry and painting, attracting countless literati from ancient times to the present. What a picturesque Cangshan, the sunset is like blood, the sunset glow is infinitely red, buried by the coming night, the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen and so on. Zheng Rong and Xiaolan live near the Luhe River. The clear eyes of the beautiful Luhe River flow tirelessly, placing the feelings of many children and raising many strange creatures. The swaying silver reeds kept dancing everywhere, and the frost flowers were all over the sky and graceful. After passing through the swaying reeds, they entered a colorful golden beach, crisp and soft, and the afterglow of the sunset generously shed a faint red, which warmed the beach and attracted many boys and girls to express their love in pairs. Rows of beautiful images of birds seem to be intentionally or unintentionally rendering this beautiful fragment, and the loud songs tell countless stories.
The stars moved, the sun flew, and two years passed in an instant. Zheng Rong has grown into a handsome man, and his head is much higher than before. Xiaolan is also a teenage girl, more beautiful and moving. This afternoon, the two met by the river. The bright sunshine all day makes the afternoon in Liuhe extraordinarily enchanting and colorful. Xiaolan's apricot dress outlines the beautiful curve of a girl. Her flawless complexion and beautiful face, graceful figure, dizzy sunset, silver flashing reeds, golden soft beaches and rippling sea water all give people infinite reverie. She crossed the reeds lightly, awakened a bird to wait for a while and flew into the sky like an arrow. The reeds danced everywhere, and the rosy clouds on the horizon kissed the willow trees on the shore with a smile and dyed the river red. Xiaolan spread out her arms and flew to the beach. Her feet were warm, her breath was fresh and smooth, and the air was clean and fragrant.
Standing on the beach, close your eyes and suck heartily, dripping freely, and a long-lost warm current suddenly spread all over your body. Because the study task is heavy at ordinary times, it is rare to relax, but this feeling is rare. At this time, a pair of hands covered her eyes and Xiaolan held her breath. Zheng Rong? A deep and heavy male voice haunts my ears. What? I am your prince charming, princess. ? It is a familiar temperature, but her voice is so strange and heavy. Suspected of being jealous, she suddenly stepped a few meters away, turned to stare at Zheng Rong, and stood there with a smile and a face of satisfaction. ? Hey! That kid scared me to death. ? Xiaolan looked relaxed but helpless. What? Child, I, Zheng Rong, feel wronged and touch my nose with my right finger. ? Yes, children, children, nuisance, hum! Xiaolan ran backwards with a smile, and Zheng Rong ran with passion. How about that? The softness of the sand made Xiaolan's feet tight, and she fell on her back. Zheng Rong's brakes were not as impartial as the pressure on her, so they were intimate but unprepared, nose to nose, lips to lips, and a feeling that had never been felt before suddenly spread all over the body. The sand was flaccid, and Xiaolan silently closed her eyes and had no intention of struggling.
The sky is still blue, the sunset is still tender red, the flowing water of the Luhe River is indescribable, and the fragrant air condenses people. Where does the water flow here? Where does the air flow? Obviously, this is a kind of passion, and a kind of friendship is venting and telling. The sincerity of schoolmates, the friendship of classmates, the tacit understanding at the same table, and two small conjectures are all condensed into tenderness and sweetness at this moment, and turned into the supreme love between human beings. I think God created Adam and Eve! What is it like for students to study? Two small conjectures are like adversity, so what is a perfect match? Naturally you will become the first fairy in the game. I want to fall in love with Chang 'e, so I can't help it. From then on, through thick and thin, Nirvana was reborn. Is lingering, noisy laughter came from far to near, Zheng Rong Xiaolan quickly stood up, patted the sand, hand in hand barefoot across the river, walked into the distance against the rosy clouds, two lines of footprints on the beach gradually blurred from near to far.
The love story is about 1000 words, with four articles in total.
At that time, she couldn't bear to look back. Her father died, her career was frustrated, her marriage broke down, and the misfortune of life came at her. She was tired and exhausted, and the whole world lost its color in her eyes. Every night when I walk to a cold home, my legs are too heavy to walk, and I want to roll down the stairs several times, feeling that I really can't hold on.
Fortunately, she is still young and as beautiful and charming as a flower. Shortly after the divorce, the unit elder sister wanted to hold her red line. She doesn't refuse, which is perhaps the most vulgar but practical way to alleviate her predicament. She only has two conditions, one is reality, the other is economic foundation, and everything else can be relaxed. She doesn't want to go through that kind of turmoil again, she just wants a stable home.
I know him, the boss of a company, with a garage. His ex-wife died, black and fat, 20 years older than her. When we first met, she asked, can you still have children? The other party paused and immediately blushed. I rubbed my hands awkwardly for a long time and replied awkwardly: Before I finished speaking, sweat had already flowed down my cheeks.
She asked him this way because she knew that their ages were too different, and the family would be stable after having children. But I didn't expect him to be as shy and nervous as a little boy. She immediately concluded that this man was old, but honest and simple, and he was a reliable man.
He has the stable and rich life she wants, and she has the talent and beauty he wants. Both sides got what they needed and got married. Marriage has nothing to do with love, and life is calm. She no longer goes out to work, but is a wife at home. She cooks unpretentious meals for him according to the recipe every day, keeps the house spotless, reminds him to take medicine and accompany him for a walk. He also spoiled her, decorated her house, sent her brother to the best university, and invested and built a factory in her hometown.
She accepts his kindness to her, but she can't love him. Like all respectful couples, they are just partners living together. Her heart is like a small castle that has never been opened for him.
That day was no different from usual. In the early summer in the north, the sun is shining and the breeze is blowing gently. She lay on the soft bed, dreaming a beautiful dream. Suddenly, the bed began to shake. She woke up from a dream and felt dizzy. Then she saw the light on the ceiling shaking violently. She was shocked and immediately realized: earthquake!
She jumped out of bed, wore pajamas and ran barefoot. The stairs are already crowded with people who have run out. She ran down with the crowd and ran two floors. Suddenly, she remembered that she didn't have her mobile phone, so she went back, grabbed it, and dialed his number while running out. I can't get through. There is no signal on my mobile phone. Her heart jumped into her throat and then sank into the bottomless abyss. She stubbornly dialed again and again, but there was still no signal. She called his office again, but the line was busy.
The square downstairs is also full of people, and the mobile phone is still blocked. It suddenly occurred to her that at this time, the fixed telephone might be better. She ran back quickly, the corridor was empty, and the whole building was still shaking slightly. Afraid to take the elevator, she climbed to the18th floor one by one, with a cold sweat on her head and weak legs. In the end, she climbed home almost on all fours.
The telephone at home is ringing wildly. She rushed to pick it up and heard him shouting on the other end of the phone: Girl, are you all right? Don't be afraid. I’ll be right back. You should hurry downstairs and run to a safe place. She took the microphone, tears streaming down her face, her lips trembling, and she couldn't speak for a moment. After a long time, she burst into tears and cried hysterically, cursing: you dead man, where are you? Earthquake, earthquake, you know?
I know, I know, I'll be right back, baby. I am here. It's okay. Let's leave now. His voice is very gentle. Then, without waiting for her to say anything, he hung up decisively.
She stumbled down, ran out of the corridor, ran out of the community, ran into the street and ran all the way to his company. The streets are full of frightened people. She didn't care about anything, fell down, got up quickly and continued to run. Until I bumped into a man's arms and looked up, it was him. He grabbed the woman with messy hair and tearful eyes and quickly asked, Are you afraid? Not afraid, we are together, not afraid, lovely tears, sliding down her cheeks, have been flowing into her mouth. For the first time, she felt that this person, this hug, was so important to her.
Afterwards, I learned that there was only a slight earthquake in their city that day. That night, two people hugged each other and watched the news on TV and cried. He cleaned the wound on her knee and blamed her for not waiting for him to come back. She just laughed and didn't answer. She remembered Fan Liuyuan and Bai Liusu in The Love of the Fallen City, and the fall of a city fulfilled their love. It was also because of this earthquake that she realized that she loved him so much in her heart.
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