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For no reason, I caused a lot of sorrow, and I only hoped that the plum would burst into a blizzard

For no reason, I caused a lot of sorrow, and I only hoped that the plum would burst into a blizzard

These days to think about life, first sleep for a while

Winter is not too cold, which indicates that the problem will reappear.

When the solar terms change, there are no rules, and people's seven passions and six desires are also disordered.

Veterans need to enter relevant information to re-register, go to my father's ID card and take pictures of him, all in an orderly and orderly afternoon sunshine.

The four autumn pants bought for him in the back seat of the luxury car were forgotten to take them off. I don't know which link is wrong, this time I always feel absent-minded and upset and thrown around.

I am very dissatisfied with myself, if this is a person's last resort after middle age, I would rather choose to be stunned and never grow old.

When the distressed Yongli International Video Intercom finally arrived, the juxian compatriots in the property company reserved it for me in advance and let me find time to go and get it.

I walked a few times without leaving the house, and the bits and pieces always pulled my hind legs.

I had no interest in going anywhere, simply didn't go anywhere, took off all my coats again, sat down on the balcony in my home clothes, and began to boil water to make tea.

With the effort of boiling water, I stuffed my recently changed clothes into the fully automatic washing machine, along with the down jacket that was not of the high grade but was incredibly soft.

As a result, the washing liquid was poured out without warning, and the bucket plug was poured out with the laundry liquid without warning, I quickly braked, and the aromatic and smooth laundry liquid was like a flood that broke the embankment, and finally poured more, more than two or three times the usual.

A chagrin only to lower my eyebrows and my heart, what is the broken thing that makes me so confused and absent-minded?

The day of heavy snow should have been smiling to see the falling flowers, who knew that there was no cloud, and the winter sun was warm. I took a nap in the office at noon, sweated, and the room without air conditioning was so hot that the window was open for ventilation.

This climate that does not follow the festival is not known to be a precursor to disaster. Anyway, my absent-mindedness came inexplicably, not at all like the few days of the month when my great uncle visited.

I am a very rhythmic man, not tall and temperamental, not high IQ, not low emotional intelligence, not too much alcohol, not a lot of food, not much cash, more houses. But this should be the scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting days, but I am in a trance and absent-minded, no one tells me what all this is all about.

Could it be that the festival is coming, and I have to make something different to meet it like this weather?

To state a point I am definitely not a disease-free groan, for the word count strong said worried. It is true that he is listless and scattered, and has done several broken things in a row.

Last night's sudden cold accumulation destroyed the bones, and many people felt that it was over, and they were afraid that they could not live forever.

It was just a prelude to the snow festival, not a clarion call for heavy snow at all. I'm dismissive, what's the big deal?

I just symbolically put on the down jacket that was a little dirty, went to Wynn International to give the keys to the two famous directors, and drank two bottles of Tarzan Seven Days Fresh.

Live to learn old, before drinking beer will always have a headache, listening to the famous director's explanation I understand that the beer I drank in those years was pig soup dog food. Well, in order to avoid the headache of drinking beer in the future, they also learn to drink only the original pulp, what pure raw dry beer, etc. all refuse to stick to the leaves.

I know very well that this city cannot fall snow this season, whether it is dry cold or wet cold is a gesture, and any kind of cold cannot reach the point of cold to the bone.

The revolutionary spirit of not being afraid of cold and not being afraid of freezing that I have cultivated in high latitudes has no use in this city at all.

This is a city where the dragon has its hands and feet tied and Kunpeng can't spread its wings, although the bragging is never left behind, and even the solar terms can't show the precision that Westerners can't catch up with and look up.

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