My school sweetheart

"Ah? Really? Husband, you are too bull, I go to school, the most headache is the language, the teacher left a composition homework, I want to put the teacher's head into a pig's head.

Hee hee, I didn't expect that my husband is still so talented. Then tell me what the content of your article is Xiao yuruo pesters Xu Lang and asks, as if she has forgotten that her chest is still exposed.

Xu Lang, holding Xiao yuruo in his arms, slowly swam to the shore. He put Xiao yuruo in his arms, took fruit and red wine, and ate them while talking about the award-winning composition.

"I stand in the middle of the whole ice. Waiting for you, I hear the black tide surging, my sadness is clean and quiet, my despair is more careful than fear, so, some people walk by in silence, so the inner desolation is not worth mentioning. At that time, I knew that I tried my best to shout is your warm call.

The first second.

In the winter, the sun flowed down the bare branches, I just stranded my happiness, the pure shepherd boy did not find that I was really moved, the sky blue sand dunes were washed by the sea again and again.

The second second.

If not the sprouting birds choose to melt their wings, if not the hard-working bees choose to sweat, maybe, I will let the grass bloom in front of the court, maybe, I believe that the gourd on the street is still sweet.

The third second.

The dream of time is about to close, and the light is gradually fading away. The emissary in white robes beat the drum face hard, but my face is full of hesitation with heroic steps. We do not lack any glory, but the glorious people lack us.

The fourth second.

I use all kinds of rogue fingers to warm the ice flowers on the window, and then stare at the irregular track left by the water drops in a daze. I want someone to help me straighten out my messy long hair in the wind, and I want someone to hold me in the breath of the lake.

The fifth second.

I can't wait to ask you to put down your pride and reserve, and wash your heart of more than ten years of experience in the world. But with the initial strength of life, confused love, a cloud and a sea, doesn't matter the world and time.

The sixth second.

Ann. Tony. O's song is singing, birds are running, live not only to see a dawn, the sky is cold and fanciful. Fantasy, I am willing to work with the storm to complete the profound beauty, love, no longer expect free and easy.

Seven seconds.

It's said that fish only have seven second memory. If we are all fish, can you fall in love with me in the seventh second? If I was the lotus you missed in the previous life, if we met at the wrong time in this life. " Xu Lang took a sip of red wine and recited a passage.