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Empty nest. In the trees, and almost in the countryside, there are empty nests everywhere, and grandma says that this was a long time ago or a long time later.

But now, I see an empty nest and look along this empty nest and there's more. Grandma, is this your prophecy or the prophecy of the birds, and I see the birds flying away, and the things you prophesied keep happening.

Some people say that it is actually an empty courtyard In fact, it is love flying in the distance And the bird lays its eggs in the swamp Grandma, I opened the wooden door where you lived It was dark, grandma When I saw the empty nest Are you also in the tree?

Hello, it is recommended to go out and walk more, make friends, communicate, imagine the future, and read more meaningful books.

Appreciate the success stories of inspirational youth.

Empty nesters may have different identities despite being uprooted from their homes.

Different backgrounds, different ideals, but also printable.

To integrate happy small groups, the right to help each other.

Whose youth is not confused, and if they are not crazy, the empty nest youth will become empty nesters, so the "empty nest youth" should grow into a "crazy nest youth" and learn from the "crazy nest youth" of the "Funny File" micro-web drama:

Use wisdom to collide with wonderful jokes and touching bridges, and use laughter and anger to convey the living conditions and optimistic and positive values of the new generation of young people.

It is said that Lin Daiyu was crying to herself, and when she heard the sound of the courtyard door, she saw Baochai coming out, and Baoyu attacked people and sent a group of people out. When he was about to go up and ask Baoyu, he was afraid that he would be embarrassed by Baoyu in front of everyone, so he flashed aside and let Baochai go, Baoyu and others went in and closed the door, Fang turned around, and still looked at the door and shed a few tears. Feeling tasteless, Fang turned around and came back, listlessly removing the residual makeup.

Zijuan Snow Goose knows Lin Daiyu's temperament: she sits sullenly for nothing, either frowning, or sighing, and she doesn't know why, so she often doesn't cry. At first, there were still people who persuaded him, afraid that he would miss his parents and hometown, and he would be wronged, so he had to use words to comfort and persuade him.

Who knew that it was often like this in the next year and January, and it was not theoretical to see it like this.

So no one paid attention, and he went to sit down, just sleeping. That Lin Daiyu leaned on the railing of the bed, hugged her knees with her hands, her eyes were full of tears, as if she was carved from wood and clay, and sat straight until she fell asleep for more than two days. Nothing to say for a night.

The next day was April 26, and it turned out that this day was not the time to hand over the Mangsan Festival. Shang ancient customs: all the day of the mangs, all kinds of gifts must be set up, sacrifice to the god of flowers, say that the mangs are planted, it is summer, all the flowers are unloaded, the god of flowers abdicates, and it is necessary to eat.

However, this custom is more popular in the boudoir, so the people in the Grand View Garden get up early.

The girls, who were made of petals and willow branches, or who were stacked with silk brocade saros, were tied with colored threads. Every tree, every flower, is tied to these things. The garden is full of embroidered ribbons, flowers and branches, and these people are dressed up to be peach and apricot, and the swallows are jealous and ashamed, and they can't be exhausted for a while.