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There is always a season of prosperity, love over the years, there is always a person who has made you love and hurt

author:Yu Qiuxue's beautiful essay
There is always a season of prosperity, love over the years, there is always a person who has made you love and hurt

Author: Zhang Xueyong

Time is like water, cooling the autumn breeze and warming the spring water. In a changeable world, there is always a season of prosperity and love for years. In the life you have gone through, there is always someone who has made you love and hurt.

Three points of fate, time boils rain, seven points of love, and the pen walks the poetry. Qingshan vow, green water meet, some people are worth your life, and some things are worth your succession.

There is always a season of prosperity, love over the years, there is always a person who has made you love and hurt

There is always a season of prosperity, love the years, there is always a feeling, either in the peach blossom scorching spring breeze, or in the red leaves of the grain harvest. May you be prosperous for a lifetime, accompanied by the fresh clothes and angry horses, and may you be lovesick for the rest of your life, accompanied by the mountains and rivers.

I always think that youth often has feelings, and I always think that the beauty is the hand of the son, and I grow old with the son. But later I learned that tenderness is like water, and the best period is like a dream, and it is often people who go to the water to flow empty. In the fate of time, there is also a falling grass for the coward, robbing your red face, my dream.

There is always a season of prosperity, love over the years, there is always a person who has made you love and hurt

Life is always three points as desired, seven points as rebellious, half joy, half fireworks. Maybe in a cup of tea, just tasted fragrant, and strangely slightly cool.

Love never gets lost, there is always someone who has hurt and loved you. Even though thousands of mountains and rivers are far away, there are letterheads that start from the heart and arrive in Acacia.

There is always a season of prosperity, love over the years, there is always a person who has made you love and hurt

Meet in a cup of tea, miss in a page of poems, and draw innocent love with good wishes. The spring breeze takes your eyes, and the peach blossoms are full of freedom.

When you come to the world, there is always a person, passing by your window, there is always a person who you have loved and loved. A prosperous love years, a season of youth hates loneliness. May the city of your memories be full of spring flowers on the branches, and ten miles of fragrance every year.