#我来唠家常#
Twilight is four, and the lights are on. The alleys in winter are cold and cozy, the moon hangs on the branches, and the shadows of the trees are swaying, which inevitably evokes memories.
The thoughts are long and long, the past and the reality alternate, and it is impossible to distinguish where the intersection is and where the starting point is.
Habit wait, wait, I don't know how the last person in the alley to drink and talk homely about things is how to perfectly exit the alley, only know that the alley is deep, there are endless stories, endless daily life.
The flower is still the flower, the wine is still the wine, only the wind is soft and soft, soft and soft, soothing the hearts of many women like me.
Quietly feel the winter time, the black night will be dusty, persistence and relief are hidden in the bones, occasionally with dreams, occasionally with reality, occasionally revealed to be disgusted by reality.
Life is as usual, and life must face the rising sun and continue to shine. The alley gives you the beauty of bleakness, and also gives you the eyes to discover beauty, with a clear heart, love, joy, hard work, born in the light, live life easily, and spend the rest of your life carefree.
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