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1. Sitting in front of the window, the bright moon is still there. The moonlight slid down from the window, like silk, like silk ......I don't know who pushed this full moon into the sky, I looked at the full moon like a mirror, looking at the silent night, looking extremely melancholy.

Tell my story to the moon, tell my troubles. In the last days of junior high school, the test scores hit my heart again and again, and kept ringing the alarm bell for me. The moon hung high on the branches, and the moonlight swept desolate across the earth, adding to my sorrow.

3. After walking the mossy stone path, crossing a crooked hedge, pushing open the creaking door, there is a window inlaid in the ancient blue brick wall. The window paper is long gone, and only the horizontal and vertical panes remain, filled with long and short red silk ropes. The red silk rope swayed helplessly in the wind, like someone complaining, and like a faint sad ...... that could not be blown away

4. The purple-red clouds fill the whole sky, and there is a bloody sunset, such a warm picture shows the warmth and calmness of "the most beautiful but the sunset red", which is so warm that people are intoxicated and so warm that people are fascinated.

5. The evening breeze blows through the last ripples on the river, the sunset puts away its last afterglow, and the autumn frost sends the last returning goose. We stood silently, our eyes wandering off the door of memory. When the many, many are gone, we can at least say to ourselves

Don't be sad, I've experienced that feeling, though only once. ”

6. Cold wind, rare stars, remnant clouds.

A round of water and moon rose from the river like an illusion, longing to charm the lights of these thousands of homes, I sat alone in front of the window, listening to the wooden window squeak to tell the sad mood, my heart was even more uneasy.

7. In the sunset, the tide receded, and the tourists on the shore dispersed. The fiery clouds have stained half of the sky red. The evening breeze gusted, and a feeling of loneliness welled up in my heart. I stared at .......

9. The faint clouds are fluttering, the faint wind is blowing, the faint lake is flowing, everything is faint, so quiet, now, the grass and trees are different, and her faint smile is still ......It makes me warm and unforgettable.

11.Outside the classroom, the howling north wind carried dense raindrops and beat the walls, "clattering, clattering". ,...... in the classroom

13.The evening breeze blows through the most ripples on the river, the sunset retracts its last afterglow, and the autumn frost sends the last returning goose. I stood silently, my eyes wandering off the door of memory.

When many, many, many have passed away, when many, many have withered, but .....

Many years ago, I often saw plum blossoms in my dreams, always thinking that I could stand on the small bridge and the flowing water, quietly admiring the plum blossoms blooming under the bridge, the holy soul of the plum blossoms is as bright as spring, so I can't help but want to stand quietly like this, gently lower my head and smell the fragrance of the flowers.

I still dream that I can walk gently in a rainy alley, with my beloved oil-paper umbrella, as quiet as the woman walking in the painting, and I wonder if I can return to the painting by walking like this. I really want to be like the girl in the painting, staying on the wall forever, not hearing or seeing anything, so that I can stay away from troubles, away from melancholy, away from everything, just quietly stay in the painting.

I suddenly remembered Qiong Yao's cigarette lock heavy building, I am like the beautiful woman in the book, there are seven ancient doors that lock seven hundred years of youth, yes! My youth was quietly locked in the heavy building, I am now standing quietly on the small bridge, looking at the scenery of the Lord coming and going around me, from time to time I will pass by one or two beautiful women, their beauty is so charming, and I can't learn how to learn, looking at the handsome men around the beautiful women smiling so brightly.

I will slowly raise my head, quietly appreciate the beauty, different beauty has always been the theme that people follow, now there is a group of middle-aged people around, some of them are men and women, laughing and playing together makes me so envious, they are really young and really younger than me, my heart is locked in the heavy building, no matter how time changes, thousands of changes can not change the eternal scenery, my beauty and my smile has been fixed in the ancient heavy building.

When I watched this TV series, I was still only seventeen or eighteen years old, my thoughts at that time were not as mature as they are now, I like Yu Hang played by Zhong Zhentao very much, he played such an infatuation and such obsession without regrets, as sung in the song, knowing that this is a mistake, but it is a mistake that I will never regret, yes! The love between him and Menghan is so contrary to secular prejudices, but I have experienced a lot of hardships in order to love them, and every time I see the two of them passing through the seven archways, my heart aches for a while, as if I am in it and can't extricate myself.

I guess there's a definite number for everything! I think when I watched this TV series back then, would I have thought that one day I would experience such a tragedy like Menghan, yes! Today, I am like yesterday's Menghan, I have become the focus of attention of thousands of people, just like I am deep in the smoke lock building, hated and accused by all people, I have become the veritable Menghan, the love that violates the prejudices of the world, is to have such a scene to be smooth.