Fall in love with someone who does not love me

At one time, I liked the millions of new things in the world, and found that exploration is a wonderful thing, which can satisfy both my curiosity and the freshness of a moment.

Acted very lazy, I always haven't wait until that age, but always with some incredible idea, every day looking forward to grow up, grew up he can earn money, don't have to go to school, no endorsement, you can buy a lot of you like to eat snacks, a lot of you like to play with toys to places they want to go to, in general nobody tube.

Many people question the friendship of the opposite sex because it is difficult to grasp, elusive, and unattainable. The highest level of opposite-sex friendships: stand in the distance and admire each other.
In fact, the friendship between men and women is a kind of noble emotion, which is between love and friendship.

The Spring Festival gala has become an indispensable part of the New Year.

As a child, the teacher taught a song called "August osmanthus flowers everywhere", and the osmanthus flowers bloom in autumn. Later, from the story of the old man, I heard that the moon had a laurel tree, accompanied by the lonely fairy chang 'e, who knew that the laurel tree was very precious, only in the sky, not in the world. Since then, I have remembered that there is a kind of flower called osmanthus. Only the tube grew up in the countryside, but I have never seen it, and the smell of osmanthus is really "ignorant"! However, I left the word osmanthus in my heart.
Later, entered the city, the plane tree, the camphor tree saw a lot of, still have not seen the osmanthus tree. Now, my hometown in yueyang, hunan province, also has osmanthus trees, not too many, no rows wine wset, only a few dozen of them dotted among other miscellaneous trees . I see them in green every day in and out of the building. She occupies very little land, little jiao, far from me tall! Huang always told me that it is called the four seasons, it can open four times a year, the flowers are not much, the flower period is short. Every flowering season, I walked away from her, be sure to stop and see she opened a small milk white flowers, smell the light fragrance of flowers and wine, touching her delicate leaves, feel soft, slippery, really cool. The leaves are evergreen, even in the winter months, but they are also bright green. Although she is small and small, the flowers are very beautiful. My feelings are always young and full of vitality, symbolizing life and hope, and she adds color and taste to our life. I often think that the gift of nature really comes from all aspects! As long as you pay attention, it's everywhere. Isn't it?

October 12 past, that love my life, the kind of back shadow also disappeared. I hate to hate the earth, why the world has to live and die. In my father's memorial day, I do not have the poet's sentimental, no painter's crazy thoughts, I only miss, only grief.

Open the floodgates of memory, countless memories of the past. The most unforgettable is the wonderful time with my father when I was a child.
My happy childhood has begun since my father transferred to the workers' club. It was from then on that we met the brave walter, the strong Paul kochkin... The workers' club, the cinema,MD Senses carries the joy of my childhood.

On teacher's day, students send me a bunch of flowers, pink flowers, green leaves, flowers blooming, it seems that the blooming flower life of beauty.

Time is the most responsible master of the record, always not eager to slow down every minute of life. Day by day, month by month, 365 days a year, unconsciously slip between the fingers. Standing at the end of the end of the year's end of the node, the heart will not consciously fill the infinite emotion and melancholy rental serviced apartment.
Looking back, those good times, still smell fragrant, shallow hidden in the time of the corridor; Those painful memories, long after a drop of tears, wind in the boundless sky. Numerous setbacks and trials have turned into the motivation of life to make progress more firmly. Countless times struggle and loss, become the life experience, let the heart more tend to enron and peace.

The years are sometimes very lively, and sometimes very light, slowly used to be in the busy place indifferent, in the quiet place to raise the heart.
On the journey of life, some dreams are made to wake up; Some people walk away as they walk. Some affection, the watch is weak, there are always some separation clutch can't or so, there will always be high and low floating barriers, who is not smiling with tears, trials and hardships, along the way pick up, discard all the way?