In the evening, I went out for a walk after dinner as usual. Although it was not late autumn, the weather was chilly and the wind splashed all over my head, so I had to straighten my collar and walk to the square. The old crowd in the square disappeared, only a few people picked it up and danced. The music in the stereo seems to be screaming, and it doesn't stop because of the rare seconds of the pseudo people. Melodious music cannot dissolve the sadness in my heart. Empty thoughts are like barren sand, which has no landing. I walked slowly along Shuangtashan Street. A gust of wind pushed me into a shop, and then I heard the sound of wind chimes "jingling … jingling …". Without a clear and rhythmic melody, every syllable of Mei is touching my heartstrings. I really like it. "Wind chime boss takes a second?" I asked. "Better 12 yuan, 5 yuan in general. What kind do you want? " The boss asked me with concern. "Which is better!" I said. I picked up the Feng Ling path wrapped by my boss and walked home. When I got home, I hung the wind chime outside the window, so tired that I felt my heart pounding beside the chair. At the right time, the wind blew gently, "Ding-dang ... Ding-dang ..." The wind chimes sounded, but the sound was good. The shop is melodious and sad, and every knot of its plum is beating in my heart. My heart follows its syllables one by one, and it hurts faintly. I couldn't restrain my regret, and my tears turned into raindrops of acacia. Mel, Jiu Hao didn't hear from you, but you didn't respond when you called your cell phone. Sitting on the computer again and again, you didn't light your hair gel, and I felt a little lonely in my heart. I think it is a history that you left me, and I am not at a loss. Sister, did you really leave me, leaving me alone to drink acacia? Remember grandma? We first met in the ballroom of Guo Bang. The music started. I am looking for a partner. I saw you come up to me and say, "Hello, can you dance like grandma?" I smiled and held out my hand and said to you, "Please!" With the wonderful music, we jumped. Holding your delicate hand and holding your waist is really a pity to get an electric shock. We are very excited to participate in dance consultation. We change the dance steps. When we are slow, the waves on the rubber plane surge, and when we are fast, we fly like leaves in a double rubber whirlwind. What a distinctive, energetic and imitative dance consultant makes people feel brand-new. The audience on the side stared and sighed: "How beautiful! 6 Remember Grandma? One day, it was raining heavily, and I held an umbrella to pretend that you were sheltering from the wind and rain, which propped up our days. It suits me very well, and I can only let you walk side by side with me. I hold your hand, and you listen to my Er language, trying to uncover the secrets one by one. You always smile mysteriously: "Brother! You are not good, fuck you. "It's beautiful to think of it! 7 Remember Grandma? We agreed to go out for a walk in the morning and we walked together with a relaxed heart. We are holding hands, enjoying the warmth of the other nine people, enjoying the warm sunshine and enjoying the gentle kiss in the big square. We walked on the soft brocade grass, telling each other's thoughts, and our calm hearts stirred and gave us a pleasant sigh. Soap on the grass is a greasy blanket made of various unknown grasses. It is flat and soft, and we can play games on it and enjoy the comfort and breadth of people's integration with us. White flowers are hidden under the carpet, elegant and zero. I picked a flower and showed it to you, saying, "Sister, you are so beautiful! ""But you said regretfully, "Brother Wen, it is better to have you!" I entered the dream with the piercing wind: in my dream, you came to my window. At this time, you were so beautiful, so light and so beautiful. Your sweet smiling face conveys the language of love: "Brother Wen, I love you!" " "Seeing your deep pulse, I really want to experience the most tacit trembling with you ... My heart calls your name again and again:" Mel-Mel-you are the goddess in my heart, the perfect incarnation, and I love you. "I can only feel the joy and happiness falling from the sky with my heart. At this time, I was excited, crying and playing. Since then, everything in the dream has become a sad pipe, and I have dried my tears. Looking back on my dream, I fell in love with you. It is beautiful and true, but it is illusory and ethereal. As far as oak is concerned, the stars on the horizon are far away, and beauty and beauty are out of reach. The only compensation for me is the bitterness and pain I can't get rid of. At this time, "Ding-dang ... Ding-dang ..." Fengling kept singing, and her voice was so sad and sad. It seemed to tell me my difficulties, and it was so good that it pretended to be sincere and whined ...10.