Located by the Yue Lake in Hanyang, Wuhan, on the side of Qintai Road. A4 felt very angry after hearing it, but he couldn't afford to get angry, so he responded with a loud voice. Falling into this noisy and bustling world, no one can forever avoid loneliness. I am not a coward. I almost work every night. It's just that the women are not capable, and they don't give me children.
Love cannot tolerate even a speck of sand. If it weren't for that damn Tibetan Mastiff, things would have been much better. Now they could be braving the wind together, enjoying the delicious fresh meat, and howling at the moon together. Nowadays, the Huangshui River only contains polluted and murky water; the sight of fish is nowhere to be seen anymore.
"Hello, you are forgetful. And sincerely expecting something is what everyone must do. The horse-drawn carriage brought a different kind of joy to my childhood."
At dusk, gazing far out into the vast sea, with the winds coming from all directions, worldly concerns fade away, and what's rare is this tranquility.
On a chilly night in early spring, returning from my parents' place, she held her hand in her palm and then placed it in her coat pocket.
Other wolves also howled at the sky, mourning the dead female wolf and feeling guilty because they failed to help the wolf king achieve his dream - to kill the male Tibetan Mastiff who killed the female wolf. The moonlight became increasingly bright, like a glowing magic disc. The sky emitted soft and mysterious light, and the pale yellow glow covered the entire earth, making the grassland appear faintly visible, dreamlike and ethereal.
When I finished reading, there were a few seconds of silence in the classroom. Then, I heard a clear and resonant applause from the classroom, which came from my Mr. Li teacher.
After reporting, I kept pondering over the meaning of the leader's rhythmic words, which contained trust, expectations, and warnings.
Previously, I wasn't keen on shopping, thinking it was a waste of time. I usually bought things straightforwardly. Once I liked something, I bought it without comparing prices among many stores. It wasn't because I had much money (I was struggling against the ravages of time), but because I hated trouble. Shopping without buying anything was something I firmly opposed. Experience told me that after comparing items, I often ended up buying from the first store I visited. I'm too stubborn; once something catches my eye, nothing else seems appealing. So, there's no point in wasting time.
When love is intense, leaves are like flames; when love wanes, leaves are like ripples in water. His obsession with building houses unknowingly influenced me. It seemed like I inherited the "house-building gene" from him, showing a particular fondness for constructing houses.
"That's something we can't help." Another piece of paper was laid on the desk in front of his chest, followed by a cheap cigarette and a lit lighter.
Reading here, closing the book and reflecting, I suddenly realized that when someone gets involved with butterflies, reality can turn into a dream.
Xiaobai loved eating delicious food, Chinese cuisine, American steaks, French wine, Japanese sashimi and sushi, Korean kimchi, Italian pasta, Brazilian coffee. She would always pester her loving brother to take her to satisfy her cravings every now and then.
Through several red maple seasons, life goes on endlessly. Across the Yangtze River from Gui Mountain in Hanyang, the southern end of the Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge and the northern end of Gui Mountain in Hanyang form the intersection connecting both sides of the river. The lamplight pierces through the silent and deep night, blending with the mysterious blackness and fading into the distant horizon.
I always think that someday miracles will happen, and those people from the past will reappear before my eyes, bringing back those joyful scenes. In the vast sea of humanity, each person is but a drop in the ocean, so there's no need to be overly attached to external possessions. "We come into this world empty-handed and leave the same way," makes sense. This life has given me memories that are far from monotonous, so what is there to regret?
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Just as I turned thirty, I suddenly realized that one foot had already stepped into an awkward category: old man! My behavior, gestures, clothing, and grooming naturally began to approach the standards implied by this title. Even if I occasionally got excited and wore jeans with big strange symbols on the back pockets, I wouldn't forget to pair them with a steady pair of flat leather shoes to resolve the subtle discomfort I felt within. But even so, I still caught a familiar junior colleague from the post-80s generation teasing me in front of the mirror in the office building restroom: "Old man, dressing like this? Totally off-key! Tomorrow, take it off and throw it on my sofa!" Speechless + melancholy!