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The stories in the rain are mostly romantic. Under an umbrella, the two were home-cooked and the cellphone was lying in their pockets. Rainy days are also good for thoughts. The rain is soft, soothes the soul [url=http://www.buyusacigarettes.com/]Marlboro Red[/url], and thinks long. I have always loved rain, and there is an inseparable relationship with rain. When I was young, my grandma and I lived in two houses. There were mice stealing on the wooden floor. I always cover my head with a quilt, leaving only a small gap to breathe air. Only on rainy days, counting the rain of "tick and tick", a person is not afraid at night. Now when it rains, I still mutter to myself, it's raining, it's ticking, it's raining. I especially like the silent rainy night. Although I can't hear the sound of the raindrops on the eaves, I can sit at my desk and have the companionship of the rain. There was more rain in winter this year than in previous years. That day, I happened to be in Xiangyang, the sky was overcast, and there was no trace of rain. Without extra time to think, I had to rush to Hengyang for an event. It seems that the clouds scattered in Xiangyang and other places have gathered in Hengyang, and the rain here is surprisingly large. When I arrived at Shigu Square, I had to get out of the car, and the rain from where I settled down came like a sea. The rain was getting bigger and bigger, and the sound of ditches and the sound of rain filled the eardrums. I stood in the rain and stood alone, afraid to move forward. Umbrellas are like nothing, and the cold rain falls on the cheeks, cold. No way, I stepped on the splashing water and came to the restaurant not far away, as if coming from the other side of the ocean. After entering the restaurant, sitting on the sofa in the rest room, the door was not closed, the cold wind blew, it was not a cold bone, but I shuddered. There are only a few waiters in the restaurant [url=http://www.webvipsmoking.com/]Marlboro Cigarettes[/url]. Several umbrellas are placed in the gap, and the rain drops dripping down the floor along the umbrella's eaves. I look forward, look forward, I really hope the phone rings. Time passed every minute. The waiting time is the most difficult, and my waiting is still blank. Dial the phone and hear clearly [url=http://www.salesmoking.com/]Newport Cigarettes Coupons[/url], the plan has been cancelled. Raindrops are dripping, my heart is cool and cool. It turned out that I hurried from Xiangyang to Hengyang to get this rain. Strange rain, what about weirdo? I always thought that rain was a time to purify my soul, but I was not calm and gentle. I am more honest, I am not happy. I have to admit, I was a little careful. As the saying goes, Li Dongyu, Yi Dong Yu. A heavy rain in the early winter wet my sneakers and hit me, my heart, and my thoughts. In later days, it rained in my heart. I ignored this matter and didn't think about its true nature. It was rainy and misty, soft and cool, and it was rare for heavy rain in the south. I used to like rain. I counted the rain curtains and listened to the rain. Although not ecstatic, I can't bear to blame, let alone be angry. The rain has been flowing endlessly in my heart lately, and I can't help but think of it, I can't help shivering, my thoughts are entangled with the sound of rain. How dare you want to rely on others and want others to appear in time? Nowadays, people's feelings must have changed. Without me, its unique beauty; with me, there is sadness and joy
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