A love that consumes everything, and the whole world likes the beautiful story of litigation. To come to this topic, let's answer the famous saying "a exhausted love can be returned slowly". This article focuses on the word "slow" and should have a title. I included this article in prose poetry because of my grasp of long and short sentences in sentences and poems. Presumably, this is also because a heart-wrenching love story is so gentle. The beginning is a beautiful picture, and each chapter seems to be written by looking at the picture. Each chapter can be written independently, but it can run through the whole article and echo before and after. This is the beauty of this article.
Reading this article is like tasting a cup of tea. With the rise of tea fragrance, it brings you lingering and agility. No matter which chapter it is, it makes me feel quiet everywhere.
The sunshine in March is in full bloom between the fingers, and spring comes from the inside story of life. Green mountains, green waters and greens are a kind of love with all my heart.
Peach blossom mountain, women's flowers, and the world of mortals is graceful. Whose imagination you are, turning out songs in the season of life, and the notes are full of acacia. Whose bride are you in this life? You are charming all the way. )
This passage can be sung. With the warmth of a man, rhetorical questions become this wonderful passage. From one word to another, the poetic season is distorted. It seems that in spring, a beautiful and gentle girl stands between hookahs, and at that moment, the unhappiness and sadness in her heart also go with her. I seem to be able to see the author's posture, gently leaned down and asked the woman in front, whose bride are you in this life?
(Tieliu 3,000, whose mind is longer than the season. Chu is in the west of Sichuan, and the heart is thousands of miles away than the bright moon. At the foot of Taohua Mountain, slender paper cranes were released, and their minds were finer than peach blossoms. My hometown Jincheng is full of traffic and fireworks. Who is writing a song "Phoenix Begging for Phoenix" for whom? There is no long palace lock, no unreachable shore and flowering period.
Waiting sincerely, no matter how far the other side and the way home are, it will be close at hand, colorful and touching.
Sing a song gently, we will not be tired of aesthetics; We still have a long way to go, let's grow old in the warmth of our palms, love the ends of the earth and love forever. )
In this chapter, I told an old story in Zuo Zhuan, and the phoenix seeking phoenix is also an old tune. The love story between Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun is still controversial. This article is a story that answers the questions, arousing the author's beautiful feelings about historical stories, yearning for those popular feelings, and appealing to those respected feelings.
Night is like a quiet cold word. Wake up every night, the wind is moving, and you will cry gently, leaving you alone. Thousands of miles away, so far away, love, unconsciously, makes you feel pain. Peach blossoms bloom in your bright eyes, and your beloved is hidden in the depths of your night. At this moment, you can only talk, not hug deeply. Close your eyes, he will appear in four areas of your life, and a kind of happiness can only roar in painful acacia and sweep the world.
Accustomed to missing, accustomed to waiting and talking, such a long time, just let you learn and feel the true meaning of love. Being together is easier than being apart, and life is always impermanent.
Being together is easy to forget the true meaning of happiness. Separation always makes people feel and remember the beauty of meeting and embracing.
There is a kind of love that is really long because of the distance; There is a kind of waiting, which will only make people more heartbroken in the years of life because of the lovesickness of distance. Love is a light, but it is easier to be together than to break up. Love is a dust, life and death are separated from loyalty. )
Here, we can see a man's persistence in love. There is an emotion that can be deeply rooted in people's hearts regardless of distance, and that is love. Love can bring two strangers together, and it can also make two people far apart care about and attract each other.
And love is the continuation of love, and we form a knot in love and love, that is love karma. As the article said, love is like a lamp, which shines on people at both ends, and love is like a grain of dust. Some love can show loyalty when it falls into the secular world. Missing is lonely and beautiful, but waiting is long and painful, and we feel a kind of sweetness in it. This is the loneliness and loneliness that love brings. It seems that you can see a person sighing in the air in the middle of the night, but it is silent.
A tree says that peach blossoms are beautiful. Watching it blossom in bloom, fragrant and full of worries, I always think of another poem at one end of the path, "Peach blossoms set each other off in red, and peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze." It's early in bloom, so you need to pay it back slowly.
Holding your hand, thousands of miles away; Holding your hand is a hundred years. Embrace the temperature of love deeply, stay away from the middle, and be poetic and damp. These, you know, I know. Petal rain, petal city.
We are two butterflies that have gone through thousands of years. We don't want to dance all the time, but we want to live in peace all our lives. )
In this chapter, it is elegant and ethereal. Some words are integrated with feelings, and I feel a true feeling and a regret here. Many times, people who love each other can't hold hands, they can only love each other in the distance, and they can only look forward to the afterlife, hoping that this relationship can continue. This is the feeling of many people in love. The author finishes his works here with ethereal handwriting, which gives readers more imagination and an indescribable * * * voice in it. Only people who have the same experience and feelings can really feel the taste here, not in a few words.
A love that consumes all, you need to repay it slowly. This article is light and graceful, and there is a feeling that it is not disturbed by the world of mortals. I like this kind of article. It's relaxing and memorable. Fan Ye's words are elegant and elegant, and the ending and title of this article also echo the first chapter, which set each other off. "Young people need to return to China slowly" is the crowning touch.
After reading the article, there is a feeling, a warm feeling. The article gives me the feeling that Ziyun's smoke-like thoughts are accompanied by some stories, some are sad, some are yearning and some are moved. The ocean of friends is not a shadow, but a heart. You send a piece of moonlight, I send a flower, the moon-like soul is the purity of love, and the beauty of the flower body is the deep expression of love. Gentle care is a continuous blessing, and voice greetings are accompanied by flowers. The white clouds in the blue sky are the most subtle traces in my heart. However, my broad mind is as clear as the sky, because it is my heart that wakes up earlier than dawn, my thoughts are more lingering than my heart, the road under my feet is farther than my thoughts, and the long dream is more tortuous than my feet.
A comprehensive executive summary of love:
This is a novel set in the northern urban and rural areas. The author described the stories of several men and women in a realistic way. These ordinary people, in this ordinary world, walk the tortuous road of life. The confusion of emotion and love has always dominated them.
They are outstanding people from "small places", living beside you and me ... bearing strong dreams and high pressure, deep inferiority and extreme pride; They are all open-minded, strong and bitter modern urban fringe people and spiritual vagrants. Behind their efforts and depression, happiness and suffering, depravity and redemption, how many life stories with five flavors have been interpreted?
A brief introduction to the author of A Love that Swallows Everything;
Hao, a famous young writer. Life is full of twists and turns, with natural and sophisticated writing style and rich cultural background. He used to be a teacher and an official, and published several novels, essays and poems.
Editor's love recommendation that consumes everything:
Popular online novels in 2008, with a click rate of over 5 million.
How many years have I not been so moved by literary works! I think the most valuable thing about this novel is the author's broad mind. With a broad mind, there will be care, care, understanding and tolerance for all sentient beings, and there will be vivid, flesh-and-blood and authentic characters.
-Reader Yu Xiaofei
I admire the author very much. His writing is very close to real life, full of the flavor of the times, and the story is also very tortuous. He painted a beautiful picture for us with rich life experiences and colorful life ideas. Wen and I have similar life experiences, so I feel as if I am writing my own story.
-Reader A Liang
The boys and girls who shed tears for "Ordinary World" suddenly asked that the best 20 years of life have quietly passed away, leaving only the tail of youth in front of them. Although there are some gains, there are inevitably many disappointments. Who can't help but be moved after reading such words?
-readers look back at that year.
To write the most sexual things, you must have courage, cross over and overlook the secular world. All sentient beings are explaining the world with their own unique expressions, and there are too few original works like this. After reading you, I will still think of Lawrence and Lady Chatterley with long hair. Although this kind of work is just an attempt, it has a unique perspective, courage and talent!
-readers' western slope
An all-encompassing love guide:
Chapter 1 Sleep Disorders
Chapter 2 Wake up from a dream and disappear from the crowd
Chapter III Sister-in-law Xinghua
The fourth chapter is quite crucial.
The fifth chapter passion
Chapter VI decree by destiny without division
Chapter 7 The storm has begun
Chapter 8: Take a drastic measure.
Chapter 9 Rainbow falls, mud and dust fall
Chapter 10 Compassion everywhere
Chapter 1 1 Meet an old friend
Chapter 12 Autumn insects chirp
Chapter 13 Sex and Rain
Chapter 14 Sleepless nights
Chapter 15 Tender feelings and sweet feelings
Chapter 16 Loneliness and unbearable
Chapter 17 Drunk lust
Chapter 18 Spiritually
Chapter 19 Meet by chance
Chapter 20 Eyes are warm
Chapter 21 Ambiguous Ambiguousness
Chapter 22 When I wake up from my dream
Chapter 23 Love Moves Yumei
Chapter 24 The ever-flowing bitter tears
Chapter 25 incisively and vividly
Chapter 26 Mingxiu plank road
Chapter 27 Sleeping
Chapter 28 The night is long
Chapter 29 Wedding Candles
Chapter 30 Oblique Moon Show
Chapter 31 Dilemma
Chapter 32 Ritual is like a dream
Chapter 33 Clouds and shadows
Chapter 34 Exposing mountains and dew
Chapter 35 bloom Infinity
Chapter 36 Gold and jade are priceless
Chapter 37 Membrane Transverse Oblique
Chapter 38 Dimfragrance Floating
Chapter 39 Competition with each other
Chapter 40 Fragrant flowers.
Chapter 4 1 Love is profound
Chapter 42 Charm
postscript
Abstract of a very attractive love book;
Chapter 1 Sleep Disorders
North. One night in August, the weather was mild.
In the suburbs of s, the smoke is curling up, and people who have worked hard all day are busy eating dinner. There is only a simple and narrow house, which looks cold and dreary. The walls pasted with old and dim newspapers have become yellow and muddy, and there are traces of water stains in many places. There is a simple wooden single bed in the room, with books of different ages scattered at the head of the bed, and a few pieces of shabby furniture are slightly shabby.
The electric cooker in the kitchen is steaming, and Wen Jia is reading a thick book on an old desk with mottled paint, scratching something on it from time to time. He is a college student in his early twenties, and his white face is full of bookishness.
An eight or nine-year-old girl knocked at the door, and with a loud noise, Wen Jia woke up from her obsession. He looked up from his book and said, "Let's begin." Come out soon.
The little girl's immature voice: "Uncle, my mother said you would come to my house to dance." Her tone is firm.
"Well, Yingying, you tell your mother that uncle has something to do."
Wen Jia looked at the lovely back of the child and flew out of the yard like a butterfly. Her eyes glowed gloomily, and she thought for a moment.
After graduating from Wen Jia University, I have been worried about staying in the city and have no interest in dancing, socializing and playing. In order to make a living, he took Yingying as a tutor, and Yingying's mother also gave him a lot of care, but he refused her words.
Wen Jia was burying his head in eating when someone knocked at the door again. A woman in her thirties came out wearing makeup. Wen Jia was embarrassed. The room was so narrow and messy that no one could sit down.
It was Yingying's mother, and her voice was soft: "Teacher Wen, come to my place to dance after dinner. There are no outsiders at some old classmates' parties, and we need a companion. There is another child who wants to ask for a tutor, and her mother is there, just to introduce you. "
Wen Jia hastily swallowed the rice in his mouth, adjusted his tie in front of the mirror, pulled the messy hair on his forehead, and reflected a handsome face full of bookishness in the mirror covered with thin dust.
Dusk. Several white and black cars parked outside a luxurious two-story villa. There are fountains, gravel winding paths and green lawns in the yard. Melodious melody came from the living room. Through the window screen, there is a figure vaguely, and several couples are hugging and dancing.
Wen Jia suddenly felt sad, and a trace of loneliness swept across his face, but he quietly buried his unhappiness.
In the dimly lit living room with melodious dance music, several couples are dancing in the spacious hall, and several people are sitting on the sofa chatting. Yingying's mother introduced Wen Jia to a charming little woman who was beautifully dressed, smoked Chinese cigarettes and wore a high bun.
"This is a teacher, just graduated from college. What's up, Xiao Wan? Isn't this a good partner? "
Yingying's mother's tone is ridiculous.
Zheng Xiaowan: "Why are you so picky when you are not looking for a husband?"
Although Ms. Zheng said this, she still had a smile on her face and gracefully held out her hand to signal Wen Jia to sit down.
Wen Jia is a little stiff and his face is slightly hot. Fortunately, the flashing laser lights covered everything.
Another dance music started, and Wen Jia stood up and asked Ms. Zheng to dance. Ms. Zheng's dance is gentle and graceful, with ups and downs. After several turns, Wen Jia was a little sweaty. He's a little nervous. This is the first time he has danced with a strange woman. This is the first time he has had close contact with such a mature woman. The scent of the woman in the thin skirt made him crazy about love.
Wen Jia attended a family dance for the first time and felt the melodious and touching dance music for the first time.
That night, he lay alone in bed for a long time without sleep and suffered from insomnia. Because in that mild evening, he met an influential single aristocrat in S City, a woman who rubbed him gently in the dance music and made his heart beat. This woman's name is Zheng Xiaowan.
In the evening, Wen instructed Yingying to learn a foreign language, and Yingying learned it with great interest. In the living room, the phone rang.
Yingying's mother promised, "I see, I'll call you back later!" " "
"Teacher Wen, Ms. Zheng wants to invite us to have a light meal and discuss the family education of her children. Are you okay? "
Wen Jiali paused. Yingying's mother gave him another look: "If there is no entertainment, we will go out and she will pick him up." Wen Jia smiled evenly.
In the private room of the Garden Hotel, there was a big table, and only the three of them sat together. Several waiters brought tea and cigarettes before and after running, and two stood by the door to answer the phone.
Zheng Xiaowan: "Where will Teacher Wen be assigned?"
Wen Jia: "There is no definite news yet. I met a classmate in the street yesterday and said that it seems that it is not easy to stay in the city. "
Zheng Xiaowan: "It is really difficult to stay in the city now. You need help. Have you no relatives in this city? "
Wen Jia: "My family is in the country and my father is a farmer. How can there be lofty branches in the city? Leave it to fate! "
Zheng Xiaowan: "I remember. It seems that Tang of our company has relatives in the personnel bureau. I wonder if you can help? "
Zheng Xiaowan is a frank person. After that, he dialed Yao Yao's mobile phone. Yao Yao will arrive soon. She is a beautiful young woman with graceful curves, two beautifully trimmed eyebrows and a pair of big furry eyes.
Wen Jia and Zheng Xiaowan only met once, but she was so enthusiastic to help him, which made him feel flattered. Wen Jia didn't expect Yao Yao to be in their village. She is one year younger than him. At that time, she only vaguely heard people say that she didn't go to college and studied fashion design. Unexpectedly, in just a few years, she turned out to be beautiful and became a business manager. It's really a pity. Writers who are famous in their hometown have to rely on others for pity. This sumptuous dinner, Wen Jia didn't eat well, but his heart was a little sour.
It's already late at night, and Yao Yao can't sleep in the bed alone.
She recalled her distant hometown, the clear moon coming through the window, and the chirping insects in the summer night.
She remembers the chase and frolicking when they went to school together, a handsome boy who always guarded her.
She remembers the foggy morning when the boy went to college later. A pair of tearful eyes watched him disappear in the distance hidden by trees at the head of the village. Cars in Xiao Lv creak and tinkle.
The next morning, Yao Yao reported his work in the office with a thick stack of clothing design drawings: "General Manager, I told Dewey what you mentioned yesterday. He promised to let his father come forward, but ... "
"Is it difficult?" Zheng Xiaowan looked up and asked.
"This year's distribution plan has been introduced, or directional distribution. Literati may not stay in the city. "
Zheng Xiaowan nodded slightly: "Oh, as long as you try your best, you can become friends. You have done your fellow-townsman's friendship, and there is nothing to regret. I thank you for him! "
In the afternoon at Zheng Xiaowan's villa. Zheng Qiaoju listened with relish, her round face was full of innocence, and her beautiful eyes stared at Wen Jia intently.
The telephone suddenly rang.
Zheng Qiaoju ran to answer the phone: "Mom! Well, I see. "
She sat down in her original position again and said seriously, "Teacher Wen, my mother asked you to leave late for a while. She'll be right back and say she has something to discuss with you. "
Wen Jia guessed that his distribution had a wink, and his heart was even more nervous. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse, but no matter how bad it is, he will accept it gladly. Born in the countryside, he is not afraid to go back to the countryside. But the reality forced him to flee the countryside, because he knew that if he really returned to the countryside at this moment, everything that was about to be realized would be wasted. And that girlfriend. ...
It was late, and Wen Jia was still anxiously waiting for Zheng Xiaowan, who was a little fidgety.
Suddenly, Wen Jia's cell phone rang, belonging to his girlfriend Lin Xue. They haven't spoken for days.
Wen Jia: "Hello, are you free?"
Lin Xue: "What are you up to? I don't even know. Send a message to say hello. Where is it? "
Wen Jia: "I am tutoring a student."
Wen Jia's answer was awkward and not smooth at all.
Lin Xue: "What time is it? Did the child go to bed early? Is it tutoring her mother? "
Wen Jia: "Nonsense, where are you?"
Lin Xue: "I'm watching a movie with my boyfriend. I stayed up all night. Are you coming or not? I'll save you a seat. "
Wen Jia: "Congratulations! I took it away so soon. "
Lin Xue: "Of course, this princess won't hang from a tree. There is no time. "
Wen Jia closed his cell phone and his face became gloomy. He doesn't believe that Lin Xue is telling the truth, but in any case, Lin Xue shouldn't play such a rude joke with him at this time. They have been together for two years. They have experienced many ups and downs in the past two years, but she has never been so rude. Maybe she lost her mind these days and ignored her, which made her very unhappy.
When Zheng Xiaowan came back, she was covered in alcohol, wobbly and blanched. This was the most rude time since Wen Jia met her. The image of a lady with elegant manners and decent conversation has disappeared.
Zheng Xiaowan: "Teacher Wen, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I'm sorry! Your distribution notice has been sent, and I can't help you. "
She slurred her speech, went into the bathroom and vomited wildly, then fell asleep in the bedroom.
Nanny had already left, Wen Jia helped Qiao Juan to have a good meal, called a taxi and went back to her apartment in the suburbs.
The night is getting deeper and the lights in the apartment are on. Wen Jia approached the window carefully, only to find that it was his beloved girlfriend Lin Xue who was sitting on the bed.
The keyhole rang slightly, and Lin Xue turned and hid behind the door. Wen Jia just stepped into the door, but Lin Xue got a fright.
Lin Xue: "Come back so late, not much earlier than the lady in the beauty salon. Is it fatal to earn money? "
Wen Jia: "Today is very special. By the way, aren't you in the all-night cinema and brought by your boyfriend? "
Lin Xue: "You are so heartless. You are still talking about me. I've been waiting for you to die. Just wait for you, or the princess will have gone home long ago. "
Wen Jia: "Thank you for your kindness. Thank you for waiting so long. Can't I admit my punishment? "
Lin Xue pulled up the curtain and they kissed warmly.
Wen Jia hug a little hot, kiss a little carried away. Lin Xue petite body in his thick arms, squeezed a little pain, gentle and lovely eyes closed slightly, flushed cheeks.
Lin Xue's warm lips and long hair made him unbearable. It took him a long time to wake up and shake his head.
That night, they didn't go to the all-night movie. Lin Xue knew that he was too tired and gave him a warm and lingering kiss as compensation for the "rude feeling" on the phone. Wen Jia hugged her, some impulse, finally stopped rationally. He doesn't want to "take advantage of people's danger" at this time. No matter what happens in the future, her love will make him grateful for a lifetime.
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