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There is no room for you _3600 words.
Money is not the biggest attraction for me, and those so-called pleasures don't matter to me. I became the hero of the novel, cold-blooded killer.
I light the lamp in the middle of the night to do something else, just for one person. A person who can talk, laugh, cry and make trouble.
She is a boy. She is 162 cm tall and weighs 52. 5 kg, type A blood, likes surfing the Internet, watching movies, measuring 36, 28 and 36, and likes to eat fruit-flavored ice cream)
The first time I saw her, she was dressed in a black dress, with long linen shawl and snow skin, just right, with high-heeled sandals and a tall figure, which undoubtedly gave me a good impression.
Among them, it is not her figure that can make her score high in my heart, but her eyes, which shine like black crystal grapes. At first glance, it is so charming, and the eyes flow, which is simply a discharge! A curved arch eyebrows looks like a moon, and his face looks like a crown jade, and his two thin lips look like Hong Ling. Putting them under the nose of the jade tube so cleverly should be both happy and angry. In a rage, you can hang two Jin of pork.
On such a warm night and such a quiet street, the sound of her high heels is like a wonderful tune, playing an exciting melody.
Such a beautiful scenery is just too short, a long way to walk in one minute.
Farewell, I know, and I don't know when I will meet again.
It's not just her appearance that makes me so unforgettable. The scholar said that a woman's appearance is not credible. Yes, the more incredible the beauty.
The boy's voice is more memorable than his appearance.
As soon as she opens her mouth, her voice sounds like a lark singing. She said: "I like watching 20 12, and I don't want to live after watching it ..."
Although I am an amateur in film, I don't want to study what 20 12 is. I know her voice is beautiful.
I really wanted to send you back, but there was no chance. It's really disappointing. A hero made me prepare all night and came back angrily. It was really useless.
It turned out that she brought her own assistant, and she came prepared.
I haven't seen her for a long time, so I can't help thinking about something. This is called fate, but it is mysterious. The less I believe, the more I will find you. This haunted guy can't get rid of it, but the fortune teller also said that my fingers are too wide to catch fate. Alas! It's really troublesome. Should we strive or let nature take its course?
I am ambivalent in my heart. I weighed it and took it seriously. Do it like a man. One word: chase!
That's what I thought at the time.
However, if the weather is bad, it will be counterproductive.
In order to chase after her, I dug out the reference books overnight and asked my friends and classmates. The result was a clever plan: stalking and beating, daring and cautious, and thick-skinned.
Every day, phone messages are bombarded like shells, which not only has no effect, but also touches a rebuff and is scolded by her: childish!
Ouch! This method is a wonderful trick for Bailing to pick up girls, but it is super stupid and makes a joke when used on her!
The first date was like giving me a cold bath and getting soaked. It doesn't matter if I don't recognize it at all. Really let me look in the mirror. I'm not human anymore.
It's strange to miss this thing. The more I miss her, the more I miss her. This idea has become a habit, a seed, which has sprouted and taken root in my heart, and then quickly grew into a towering tree and became a terrible devil. Let me eat sweet, sleep sweet and think about it day and night.
I don't think this is the way. We must solve this problem.
Another kind of "going straight to Huanglong" directly kills Wal-Mart single-handedly, preparing to act first and then surprise her so that she can remember me.
Who knows, she didn't see it, but she met with bad news: she has resigned!
I was hit on the head and almost fainted.
What a pity, dear! It seems that you are doomed.
Let alone love, there is no chance to meet each other, and this so-called love character has not been left. What can you expect?
My heart is half cold, like drinking a mouthful of herbal tea that has been frozen for three days and nights. Cold and astringent, the taste is beyond words.
I knocked on the nail twice and learned my lesson. Since I can't get it, let's be friends.
Bless you, my friend. I laugh at myself like this. I said it easily, and my heart was mixed. It's really hard, just like eating a bowl of half-baked glutinous rice balls. The expression on her face is even more embarrassing, Gherardini, like crying.
Acacia is like hemp, acacia is possessed, and eight words can represent my heart.
As the days passed, the devil in my heart got used to nature and became my friend.
The devil told me how to leave her a message in the middle of the night and how to put up with the inexplicable expressions sent by her or her friends, but there was a short paragraph about not being left out in the cold.
A woman's heart, a needle in the sea, is too deep.
Attack can't be ignored in this section, otherwise we won't have a chance to meet next time. I know the ending, so every time I have questions and answers, the information goes back and forth. This is called reciprocity.
I have a mouthful of rice in my mouth, a bowl in my hand and chopsticks in one hand. As long as the boy's message comes, I must reply within 5 seconds. Otherwise, I will be scolded, even a hammer, so that I can't dodge.
Think about it, I'm stupid, too. There's nothing to sing and I'm still so fascinated. Is it shameful to lose it?
The so-called love makes you dizzy. I am such a persistent person. As long as I choose a distant place, I will travel day and night regardless of hardships, frost and snow.
For this belief, I waited at Carrefour for three times, each time not less than 1 hour, at Wal-Mart for two times, each time not less than half an hour, and waited at the gate of Hongyuan Hotel for two hours, each time with flowers and dogs, with sincerity. ...
I don't think this is enough. I also deliberately deleted the mobile phone chat records and SMS records, so as not to make her suspicious when she found anything normal.
In this way, mistakes are inevitable when you are nervous, and now something really goes wrong. I accidentally deleted her number.
It's over. I couldn't reach her for half a month.
Needless to say, people who think about it day and night don't answer the phone, either turn it off or no one answers. Text messages are meat buns hitting dogs, and there is no return.
She finally went online that day. It turned out that our hobbies were different. I am so naive, this answer explains the secret of my shy unrequited love for a month.
I can't accept this answer. I am who I am, with my own character and position. The book says: people with temper can achieve great things!
She came for another reason. Mom can't accept a person in the service industry.
This reason made me give up the idea of chasing her!
I am a filial person. I respect the choice of my elders. Even if I am single, I should not go against her mother's wishes.
Well, don't be lovers, be friends.
That night, you were drunk
I don't know. Why? It doesn't matter. If you can drink, smoke and play cards, what's the use to me?
I don't know why, as soon as I received this message, my heart suddenly tightened, and it was like being struck by lightning from head to toe, and the pain was so real.
I really want to treat you as a stranger and pretend I don't know you, so what is your infatuation?
Is my heart softened, or have you occupied an important position in my heart?
After some ideological struggle, my fragile blx finally gave in. It's my leg that doesn't live up to expectations. My mouth is not angry. You ask: Are you coming?
"Come on!" My answer is very frank and decisive, like a watermelon across the board, crisp and neat.
Before it's too late, I'll get dressed and take a taxi to pick you up. Even in the middle of the night, even if you become a stranger, I will take you back first.
Pick you up, who knows you're not drunk!
Oh, my grandma!
At that moment, I really hoped that it was me who was drunk.
It's not bad to get drunk. A glass of wine can relieve 1000 troubles, and you can get drunk and all your troubles will disappear! The ancients said: "An empty bottle is to the moon, and wealth is like a cloud to me." What kind of state is that?
Even so, I don't hate it and I can't say why. Maybe I love the water under the bridge. It's hard to express the feeling of being fascinated by the authorities in "but toward which corner of the mountain".
I am such a person who is not good at expressing myself.
She said so much along the way that I couldn't answer a word.
My poor verbal skills may be an important reason for my failure.
It doesn't matter whether I'm stupid or inappropriate or whether my novel is boring. Anyway, it's ugly in Dead Mice Can't Touch the Cold, and it won't be worse to be ridiculed.
It's actually my mood to come back and keep a diary.
No readers, I read one article after another, every word is a tear, that is the tears of love birds crying blood, red tears!
It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. It's much easier to say it from the heart. You don't have to wear a mask and pretend to smile, it will be very tired.
Sometimes liberation is a kind of beauty.
Like you, your beauty is not only your appearance, your voice, but also your heart.
That's not all that moved me.
The heart is seen in wine. When you were drunk, you first thought of me. I am very moved, moved by the sudden encounter of vitality, moved by the most sincere heart in the vast sea of people, moved by the people who are at arm's length in the world.
I was brave when I was moved.
Just like writing a novel, I will become very strong and energetic, and I will work hard.
The gorgeous rainbow has never fascinated me, the prosperity of the city has never fascinated me, and the affectionate South China has never fascinated me. Only when I meet you can I find the light of life, just like the Big Dipper in the dark, which won't make me lose my way in the sea, but more like a fire in the snow, driving away the cold and loneliness in my heart. ...
You let me find the meaning of life, the true meaning of life!
I should thank you, who knows I am too heartless!
I was so excited that I forgot to say thank you?
I can't express my gratitude. A shy heart suffers from words. Isn't this the love of green apples in the rainy season? Isn't that young thing long out of date?
In the country of love, we are all too young. To tell the truth, I would like to be an outsider, at least not suffering from lovesickness, not suffering from lovesickness, and not experiencing sleepless nights. ...
In the dead of night, the rooster crows and the breeze stops at the treetops.
It was very quiet outside, and everyone fell asleep with dreams.
I am alone in the lonely lamp, and I want to write a novel for your words: a novel about you.
Your words are the imperial edict, and I dare not neglect them at all. This is also my character. In my heart, I am obedient to you, and I will do whatever you say. Even if you write an eyelid fight, you should use a toothpick to push it up and continue to push the manuscript. Just to let you know, in my heart: you are the heaviest!
I keep my word, maybe you don't believe it, but the world will make you believe it, because there is something called justice in this world! Just like me, you don't have to judge whether it is good or bad, but society will give me a fair and just evaluation.
At this point in the story, it seems that we have basically written all the stories.
Why do I always feel that our story has just begun?
Now, when I woke up, it was your name. When I close my eyes, it's your smile. Your smile is so magical, so kind and so wonderful.
You smiled, so charming and sweet. In particular, looking back and smiling is better than the revelation from heaven, better than the blooming lily, and better than a thousand words on earth.
Tonight, let me sleep with your smile.
Outside the window, the night is very thick, such as wine and honey.
Sleep, son, sleep.
Sleep in the moonlight.
I am still the same sentence: since I chose a distant place, I am in the same boat through thick and thin. If you choose love, you must endure it to the end!
If we have no love.
Nevertheless, tomorrow your sky will still be blue sky and white clouds, the sun will shine high and the scenery will be infinite. My world is full of rosy clouds, a long rainbow and a lingering pulse.
It is best to render love in clouds and fog. Once you land, it's a ride.
What's wrong with me not getting it? Those who gain experience belong to the wild, so it is better to live forever. I thought the same thing.
The water on the table is cold, people are sleepy, and the lights are out.
The composition has come to an end temporarily.
I don't want to be a sinner of feelings, and I don't want to suffer from lovesickness. ...
Let's walk into that love fairy tale full of mystery, romance, surprise and joy. ...
Let's play the next Cinderella fairy tale. ...
Today, I am proud of you.
Tomorrow, you will be proud of me.
I can give you tomorrow, or I can give you the future. This is my responsibility.
Let me rewrite your history and change your destiny.
Give me a chance to show it.
Let me lead us from the desert island of ignorance to the other side of wisdom.
Let's make a choice without regrets.
Give me a chance, let's knock on the door of sweet love together.
Boy: I love you!
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