Playing with my phone during the day: MD I'm so depraved.
Playing with my phone at night: I am just a lost traveler, wading through the dry riverbed and floating in front of the small windows in the four corners. Now, I have left time behind, let the flowing water gossamer, benevolent breeze into a dream, only wish to bloom at the end of nothingness, let the people who walk by me, dyed with my color (in fact, idle to death will have a stinking for ten thousand years) and you, my friend, you have to carry your ideals tired to death, and I, will flap my wings, run to you, and ...... with you Tired to death.
Wake up, sleepy and hungry!
I suddenly thought of the volleyball boys, Niu Ruo said that Hinata's environment was barren land, but Hinata firmly said a classic line: I was born in concrete Hinata Xiangyang, I want to defeat you and enter the national competition. He really did, and I think we can too.
Some of the wheat crops are three crops in two years. The melon seeds are the most exquisite, the most concise writing and the most vivid imagery in my opinion, which perfectly and accurately expresses that connotation.
Daytime: The dog is dead! Evening: Dogs sing dog songs!
A grain of ash of the times, falling on an individual, is a mountain.
Daytime: Why don't you ignore me Regardless of love and friendship, it can't go to the end
Night: A few bagpipes leave the pavilion late, Jun to Xiaoxiang and I to Qin!
Daytime: It's been raining lately! Evening: I saw that people's faces and souls were covered with thick moss, and even their veins were bleeding with white blood.
Daytime: How can humans destroy the environment and not become extinct? Evening: You can't see her sadness, she has created a culture in her own society, and the person who once sat in class and read aloud the grace of a drop of water as a spring of reciprocation, now she takes it without restraint
Daytime: I'm too bored at work and want to travel
Evening: The body decays in life, but the soul still yearns for freedom.
Daytime: I'm Japan when I eat again.
Evening: Japan want Missy Missi too!
Daytime: I'm so tired.
Night: Death is the end of life, but not the slumber of thought.
Daytime: The world is so!
Evening: The clock on the wall is moving so fast that the second hand can't catch up with the hour hand, 6 sticks to 12, it never makes a sound, it's so quiet that I'm satisfied. The water in the cup is only a little more, and the blue one is not clear.
Daytime: My life is over.
Evening: Jumping from the ideal platform, I didn't die, I just broke my soul.
Daytime: This place is so desolate.
Evening: Civilization is nothing more than a few bonfires lit by humans in the vast wilderness.
The evening is really emotional, and the writing is good!