Every spring, when I come to the season of clove bloom, I will think of a person.She was the first girl who made me feel that lilac was also a beautiful flower.I don't remember when I started to care about her. If time could be separated into a picture like a movie shot, then the first picture that I saw in my mind is next to a bush of lilac trees.It was a beautiful spring day. When she passed by the lilac flower, a breeze suddenly sprang up. The light white four petals flowed down and fell on her hair and shoulders.
Refused to tone words, ah, uh, ha, ha, ah, oh, oh, oh, hey... Hey, when I just added a female friend, my heart was still a little excited, then the problem came again.What should I talk about?How can I tell her the first sentence?"Hello" is too formal.Say, "eat it" is too deliberate.
Shittttttttttttttttt!! can be called another century's puzzle for men!!! Why do you say "another" again?How did she chat with a girl who was still strange for a while?This is also our theme: we are chatting with girls.
Business day after day, boredom is boring.How can we not lose our will by dull work?My alma mater has an underground warehouse on the way to school.We belong to the north, and the refrigerator has not been popularized a few years ago. In the winter season, the fruit in the South will fetch a good price.The warehouse looked out of the room and could not see the bottom. Only a few bright lights were decorated on both sides of the wall.A railroad track is laid and a car is launched from time to time.In autumn and winter, cars are frequently pushed. The cars carry bananas wrapped in red paper, mostly green and yellow.At that time...