Unconsciously, the sky fell this winter's third snow, Fei micro snowflakes like crystal ball in the same as the snowflakes will I brought into the fairy tale of the frozen world of armor-losing. Sparse sparse branches are draped on a silver coat, withered flourish trees like thick thin hair in general Qin in the snow, for the arrival of spring desperately sucking the snow. The snow is so pure, pure as the ancient
1. Life, there are many fleeting, like in the station farewell, just also hug each other, the twinkling of an eye has their own horizon. Many times, you do not understand, I do not understand, so, said to change, listen to listen to tired, look at the tired, followed by slowly, walk on the loose, love the Love on the light, want to think about even. 2. At its time, I'm tired of how to make you meet me in my most beautiful moment for this I have begged for 500 years before the Buddha for the Buddha Let us knot a Chenyuan Buddha is to make me a tree long in the sun that you must have been carefully filled with flowers are the hope of my past life when you come near please listen to the trembling leaves I wait for the passion and when you end To walk in defiance and fall behind you if the truth is a kind of injury, please choose a lie. If the lie is a kind of injury, please choose silence. If silence is a kind of injury, please choose to leave. Xu zhimo
Alas, the old problem, the horizontal dish, the two-dimensional array problem
