Life is like a dream, and youth is like the wind)

The cool autumn wind finally swept away the festive atmosphere.

Standing alone on the side of the bridge, the eyes of the trip are always empty. Just as a twist, yesterday is gone.

I am always reluctant to start my work. I don't want to write such a festival all at once, for fear that a full stop will end a beautiful mood.

The bitter hardships will be blurred by a trace of time. While good times are always simple, leaving the world with a clean ending. Nothing can be deliberately remembered. No!

The shadows of those festival fireworks may flash in some thoughts. The smell of others who want to get drunk does not dare to smell it alone.

The heart is very gloomy, and the prosperous and scattered plain. The silence after the busy schedule. The world suddenly disappears, and even the voice is dead.

Life shines, but after the fireworks.

Life is nothing more than water, but no one can make a flood. It is often a breeze, weak and falling, where the flow of the river is to go along with the chaos, what will happen after the road, not a god of mind is also inevitable, people will lose the happy compass in the accelerated time journey. Lost the original heart and soul. In the case of weeds, there are some natural reasons. Operate your life with care. Interpret the hardships and sorrows of the bleak scenery in a quiet and cool way. Fireworks are common!

At this moment, I am trying to recall it. Memories of the emotional moment. The adventure of the fireworks.

Some of the natural fate of life is a convention. Unable to change. You can only carefully plan and look at the eyes with patience.

Memories are not a person's business. The memories of beauty and beauty require two people to face the pity.

In this world, this season, when sorrow becomes a climate, and you and I have not released each other's hand alone for joy. We do not make the fireworks intense inner, we just make the fireworks light in the wind debris. We will never burn, so we will always exist.

The grand and solemn celebration of the festival squashed all the sorrows of the world, and the dust would show smiling faces, some of the original thought did not exist suddenly flash. Seeing and grasping is happiness.

Memories cannot be returned in the same way. The existence of a heap in memory makes it impossible for people to complete the past, and it is always the most memorable moments that cannot jump past. If it is lost, it is lost. ...

When a person comes forward, you are doomed to be unable to hide. Loneliness is like a huge square. I know that my return is infinite, but I am forced. I can't beat your forgetting, but I can't hide my thoughts.

When joy becomes the center, loneliness lingers on the edge. You come to me, or I walk to you. There will inevitably be a person who will encounter you in a brilliant manner because of the fireworks. When life stops at a moment, it is not a pause, but a cry.

Suddenly isolated from those who look at each other in the sky, immediately dance in the fireworks center to feel the spirit and stunning.

In this life, we invite you to flourish!

The eager eyes are at the same time waiting for the blue sky, where the eyes will shine and who are surprised, and when the following cheerful and sustained impact on the heart, when the most beautiful scenery in the night sky ** Brilliant, no one pays attention to his feet and back-ends, and no one misses the past. Some people leave the game halfway, some people dare to bear the broken red to the top of the beat, some people are willing to wait for the dark and cold end.

Who and who have gone away before meeting?

Many people still look up, but more people look down and miss. The sky has restored its preference. The cloud is still like that, and there is no increase or decrease. What about the fireworks smoke? No one knows where it disappears. Our hearts will lose their way in Kong Jing. There was no smoke for anyone.

At this moment, I want to worry about saving myself!

There won't be too many fireworks in the hands of everyone. We have set off a lot intentionally and unintentionally, And the rest must be used with caution.

Yes. Happy moments are scattered. The face will not peach blossom in the Four Seasons, so it remains.