Excerpts and Appreciation of American Prose: Forget the Jianghu. She's gone and will never come back. In the quiet night, you said that you miss her very much, very much. When the play is over, so are the people. Gone, far away, faded and scattered. But my thoughts have taken root in my heart and I will never give up. When a relationship leaves, there will always be injured people. In the emotional battle, no one will get away with it, even if they leave with a smile, but every street, river, mountain and scenery they walk hand in hand are engraved with the mark of time. How can they be completely forgotten? Missing is a person's business after all. ................... missed it and read it. Deliberate forgetting will only make our sensitive nerves clearer and clearer. Waiting for the night in Qiu Lai, waiting for the rainy dusk, take out your memories and read them one by one. Finally, one day, this unforgettable page will eventually turn yellow and rot, drifting away in the washing of time and becoming a blank. If you don't care about each other, you really forget the Jianghu. Xin Wei commented that time will dilute everything and lock good feelings into memory. In the twilight, we will think of it ... "We are so desperate and lonely without missing tomorrow. Like stinging needles, they draw blood from their own hearts. It hurts. But I can't bear to pull it out. Pulling it out has no pain left. " It feels so real.

Don't talk about autumn in spring, and you can't give up enjoying the sunshine in spring because of the yellow and lonely autumn ~ ~ See the source:/Wen Zuo/shuomingwen/201-09-18/8653.html for details.