[Igniting the footsteps of love for people who are numb to love is the consistent direction of my writing, to relieve the problem of love for China's older youth, and it is also my contribution to the country and the nation, please publish the emotional gender-based paper media network media contact, I column for love writing, please believe in my ability]
Someone called my name on the road, and I didn't see a familiar face, thinking that I had a duplicate name or bumped into a voice, so I still walked.
Calling my name again, this time clearing, when I stopped, I saw her, there was a kind of excitement of a long-term reunion, and I also felt a wave in my heart.
Ru'er, the love I will never forget.
After greeting each other's situation after the farewell, feeling the feelings of the past, there is a bitter reluctance in the heart, and the warm atmosphere gradually climbs up to the memory of our reunion after the farewell.
The unit pulled a young and energetic girl, to everyone is full of blossoming smiling faces, a meter seven figure, plump and straight, walking up to a flowing and upright aura, flowing clothes, hair flowing clouds, youth dementor.
What is rare is that she can be independent in her work, the planning of the work, not afraid of arduousness, many tasks can be successfully completed.
Looking at my self-amusing writing momentum, looking at my work, Ru'er suggested that I write online, and at that time I didn't know about online writing.
It only took three days for my headline number to pass the trial, and at that time it was not so simple to pass the trial, and some of the numbers that were not tried for more than a year were. Maybe the self-disciplined person feels sorry for each other, she is enthusiastic about helping each other at work, she also provides me with her perspective in my writing, watching my Wukong Q&A climb to the top page of the headline again and again, looking at my explosive articles again and again, she seems to be as pleased as her own article, and I also pour out my efforts for her progress in work.
Once there were only two of us in the space, she said to me leisurely, one day without seeing you feel empty in your heart, as if something is missing in life. I know how much spiritual struggle a girl can take the initiative to go through, looking at Ru'er's calm jade face and shameful red halo, immediately touched the dormant feelings in my heart, can I hold on to me or a man?
Gently take her into your arms. Say softly, Ru'er, let me be your sky, you are the bird I weave the sun, I fell into your smiling dimples, you are my love drunk, my thoughts swell in my blood, you are the madness in my dreams...
Love is so painful, thoughts are so tormented; pain poured out of the suffering and loss; confessed that I am afraid of losing my intoxicated lover, do not confess, you are my side of the desire to kiss, want to be close and shy of the thoughts, Ru'er, I do not want to let the thoughts burn in waves, let my thoughts pour out my love for your soul, let my love accompany your heart forever, I can't my Ru'er be haggard by love, my surging love must be your lifelong love to drink.
Ru'er was as soft as water in my arms, I hugged her, kissed her hot lips, trembled with the hunger and thirst of love, and my Ru'er had been melted by love. We burn in love, we hunger and thirst for the release of our love.
Like babbling water, flowing freely, a wordless song flowing in the murmur of pouring thoughts, and whispering in Ru'er's crazy response.
Like a wave of strange clouds, our love clouds and rain.
Our love is soul-snatching, and my rue evaporates in our love.
My love affair with Ru'er is a soul-washing jelly.
No matter how passionate love is, it can't catch up with the reality of the difference between the two widths.
A person's truly soul-destroying love can once be enough to comfort life, and the love that seems to be the right person may not be the love of the soul.
Looking at my Ru'er, remembering the love that was stifled by the world, I said:
A thousand piles of snow are surging at any time, and the warm and soft model is not merciless?
How much truth is split? Scribble throughout your life.
This is a poem that my mouth has given you, do you still have our love for rolling up a thousand piles of snow?
Ru'er said softly, happiness is the soul's clothes, only they know, others are all suitable and not the wedge of love and love, Dongfeng Jun, you are the soul of my fate in this life, and our love is an insurmountable realm in my life.
