I'm still wearing a cool summer shirt, and I'm still worried about the invasion of hot summer ... everything seems to be yesterday. At that time, my hand had violently torn the clothes of the season. In autumn, I had nowhere to hide in my panic.
The corn along the asphalt road was pushed down by hardworking farmers one by one, and the air was filled with faint coolness. The earth, like gauze curtains, began to show the color of texture gradually. That's why I really think autumn has finally come.
Autumn comes every year, and now autumn is coming again. ...
The years are similar, but they are different. ...
Some regrets, drifting with the wind, come with the wind. There is an emotion in my heart that is hard to get rid of. I want to tell this straight road. The wheels of the motorcycle sighed and roared across the ridge without leaving an inch of smoke. Complete inspirational articles
The earth is still wet. There was a heavy rain yesterday.
Magnificent. Thunder wrapped in rapid raindrops struggled in front of the window, as if unwilling to quit the stage of the season, pouring out its last dignity without reservation. However, it still can't compete with the struggle of time, and its final glory is just a sigh at the end of the year. In any case, I will wave my hand and take a curtain call, leaving a legend all the way, which makes people memorable.
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Suddenly, everything doesn't matter. In my mind, only that dark typhoon swept the whole world. In the storm, there is a story flowing endlessly. ...