It's a woman pointing at a man's father and scolding his motherand a man punching a woman.
gzjqkt.cnHold your head highgreet the skystretch your fingers to remove the dustpull the clouds to brighten the sun.As we have agreedwho will go first in the future and give the huge letter to the other party for safekeepingpromising not to flow into anyone's eyes.

I will only be very clumsy to miss buried in the hairlet the wild wind blowingthunderstorm infiltrationwatching it wantonly elongateuntil unable to beara cut to miss all over the headand then in the increasingly cold yearswatch it re entangled.I don't ask where I came fromI don't want moreand I don't think whether the first meeting is the last.Life can have different attitudesbut it is also sailing in the sea of truth.

If the distance is too closethe whole picture will be lost; if the distance is too farthe texture will be blurred and the host and the guest can not be separatedwhich will lead to the overflow of private feelings and self injury.I don't have the courage to crybut when I fell to the groundI had a clear mindI caught a glimpse of the wind and sandand someone was deep in the wristI wrote a line: "forget each other in the river and lake.".

Time will turn mortal bodies into withered grass color inch by inchbut we look into our eyes in the distanceand the Yanbo blue that rippling with the power of dream will always exist.
gzjqkt.cnIt is not that one does not know the reason why it is easy to changebut also that one is familiar with the story of vicissitudes; Howeverin the face of the prosperous worldpeople can't help fighting for and singing for peaceThey still have a glimmer of hopeThey think that the rivers and mountains have been changed thousands of timesbut it's not just good for meThe sea has changed thousands of timesHow can it just be good for me to become a mulberry field? People are so immersed in their own amorous feelings that they think that their amorous feelings can change the eternal rulesPeople believe in their own amorousignoring time is mercilessly coldly look at each other.What is a city? A combination of desire and fear.
In he published one: nice to meet you.All you judge may be your own inner projection.
I don't know whether my life is hard or notbut it must be hardI don't like to be trapped by nature and often violate the class rulesThe class teacher often punishes me for copying the class rules timesso I have to hold three pens together.We can only wait for the trendwhich is the same as waiting for the train at the railway stationIf we stay at the stationthere will always be a car comingAs for the car that just leftwe ordinary people can't catch up.