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In May, I took a heavy rain as my opening remark, and it was full of fun, from morning till night. It seems to wash away all the traces left over from the changing April, and restore a piece of paper full of countless lines to the original white and clean look. It has to start a new life and redraw its own picture. I still remember that the first day of April had a strong wind. Walking on the road, I feel like a lonely boat in the rough sea. With the wind blowing, I don��t have a certain direction. I don't like the wind, but I hope that the wind can take me away, go to the wandering world, and go to see the beautiful scenery. I have made an appointment to go to the cafe with my friends and chat. But because of this continuous rain, there was no such thought. I canceled my agreement with my friend on the grounds that it is suitable for one person to listen to the rain and sing. Yes, I like rainy days. In my consciousness, the rain is playing a wonderful prelude, although the mood will become low. I like to sit by the window, watching the raindrops dripping all things, and listening to the sound of raindrops falling on the ground. Everything about it makes me so intoxicated that it makes people feel idle. Wang Wang wrote slightly on her Weibo. "Two days on the weekend, the rain was screaming, and the curtains were sleepy, waking up and reading a book by the window, tired of going to the sofa to eat snacks, watching TV. Rainy day The advantage is that people can just sit back and enjoy the peace of mind without leaving home. Don't worry about missing something, don't bother to open yourself, in order to switch on with the outside world, just peace of mind to make a rock is very good. "Look, this is the simple happiness in the rain, the best gift given by the rain." But many people don't understand. They only blame the rainy days and obstruct their way of doing things in the early hours of the morning. I haven't slept yet. Wearing slippers, walking in the hallway of no one, the light on the top of the head is dimly lit, seemingly in a drowsy sleep. The sound of the "squeaky" slippers sounded, and everything around it fell into silence. I walked through the ridiculous fields like a ghost. Occasionally one or two dormitories are still lit, and small and small voices are coming. Are they talking in the candlelight night? Still thinking about your future? Slightly smile, what do you want to do? Drinking water, lying on the bed, no longer want to think about other things. Accompanied by the sound of the wind and rain, I woke up quietly and woke up early, looking at the world outside through the window. Heart, slowly calm down. The sky has cleared and the birds are singing in "����". I remembered a poem written in my dreams. Last night, the wind and rain, a few minutes before the window, I heard the birds and the birds, but there were no people coming to visit, why did the birds wake me up? Is it just let me appreciate your beautiful voice? It��s really boring to disturb people��s dreams. I thought of it and yawned. Get up Marlboro Cigarettes, dress, wash, and everything is done. Going out on the way to the classroom usa-cigarette.com, watching the wet flowers and grass, they look delicate, but more full of charm. The rain washes away all the dust and dirt and restores their true appearance. The crystal clear water sparkles the light that people can't ignore. I want to find something in it, but I can't find anything. Friends often ask me, what is the answer to life? I don't know how to answer them because I don't know the answer. I can only tell them that the answer is hidden in the years, hidden in every step of walking, hidden in a certain intersection of life. The answer will always appear, or sooner or later, all we need is waiting. Perhaps at some inexplicable moment, perhaps at a certain turn Marlboro Gold, we will understand the answer we are looking for Marlboro Lights. "The afterlife, the letter is there, the unbelief is no, the years are long, there will be two identical flowers in the world, thousands of years. Looking back, a flower withered, a flower. Whether it is the same flower, let future generations judge." This is a paragraph in the fantasy novel "The Sky." Many people may think that it is just an illusory statement in the novel. However, this paragraph is firmly in mind and lingering. It is like a spell, deep in the heart, as if it really exists. But is it really there? Everything comes so fast. Eat in the cafeteria, sit in a chair and wait, bored and look around. In a flash, I saw a familiar look. The figure that was deeply hidden in the bottom of my heart, how long did she not see her sitting quietly, white blouse, light purple skirt, a faint smile on her face, and a flash of light disappearing from her eyes. The same smile as her, the same face as her, the same stability as her. I stopped for a moment and didn't know what to do. The heart was rolling over and rolling, and the waves were raging. About her memory, she reappeared in her mind. Since we have been separated, we have never seen each other. Now where she is and how she is doing, I am not sure about two years. I thought that what I said would not be realized. But now, it really appears in front of it. Before I was separated, I once told her that I can no longer meet a woman like you. There is a word in my mind that constantly has two identical flowers in the world? If not, why are they so imaginative? I looked at her and didn't want to remove my eyes. I wanted to ask her. Who is she? Will she be her? Does she still remember me? But my feet, but not very obedient. why? Really not her? I said something low, not even knowing myself. I seem to have been pumped out all my strength, but I still don't want to close my eyes. The body was shaking, tears flowed out like this, silently and hurriedly wiped away tears, fled and fled. For a long time, I did not go to the first floor to eat Marlboro Red, because I was