so called love

It's a misty morning, looking into the distance, it's like rice soup on the eyelashes.

The maple grove in front of the dormitory building was originally small, but now it has turned into a feather in the fog.

The year is easy and autumn windy, and the maple leaves in the grove are getting redder every day, forming a beautiful scenery with the grass growing in Zhang Xixi's heart.

From the first day of school, grass began to grow in Zhang Xixi's heart, a strange grass that was a little afraid of the sun, the seeds of the grass were his voice and smile, and his voice and smile resembled the footprints of Thor.

The footsteps of Thunder God, Hua Xu can get pregnant if he steps on them; his voice and smile, Zhang Xixi has seen and heard about him, and he has a little more erotic thinking.

Zhang Xixi's heart is a piece of passionate soil, because it is passionate, it is so fertile, it seems that any seed can grow in his heart, but it is not like this, intercropping and intercropping cannot be done in his heart, his heart is planted The next seed, just let this seed grow, spread, and reproduce.

His heart, at most, can rotate crops.

Only the soil of indiscriminate love will be fertile and become fraternity, and there will be a situation where wheat is covered with corn, then sugarcane, and then Chinese cabbage, and then there will be a row of soybeans, a row of peanuts, and a row of sunflowers.

"Zhang Xixi, come down, Tui Wubo and I are already downstairs." Ding Mu said nonchalantly on the phone.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll go down now." Zhang Xixi's bedroom is on the second floor, next door to Xiao Xia's bedroom.

"The sky is not beautiful." Chuai Wubo complained arrogantly.

"Hazy, how beautiful." Ding Mu raised his chin, looked at the sky above his head, and rolled his eyes with a smile.

"It's vague, it affects my return rate." Chuai Wubo said while rubbing his right ear.She wears a silver earring on her left ear. If it wasn't worn on the ear, people would think it was a collar.

If ears are blessed, she should be as blessed as the East China Sea.

"It turns out that you lamented that the sky is not beautiful because of this." Ding Mu lowered his head and said in a low voice, "That's right, the cloudy weather wasted your body and health, but it also saved you."

When Ding Mu lowered her head, her face looked a bit oval, and lowering her head was like grinding her cheeks and bones.

When Ding Mu said something against his will in a slow voice, it sounded humorous and sincere.

"How did you save me?" Chuaiwu asked in a daze.

"Ye Rong is obscene!" Ding Mu said with a smile on his face.

Zhang Xixi walked out of this dormitory building, searched with his eyes, and after looking at it for a while, he was sure that the people waiting side by side facing the door were Ding Mu and Chuai Wubo.

The men's dormitory and the women's dormitory are in the same building, and boys and girls on each floor are separated by an iron gate.

"I thought, today, you won't call me!" Zhang Xixi looked at Ding Mu with fascination, as if ignoring the existence of helplessness.

"How can change easily defeat the plan!" Ding Mu said solemnly.

"Actually, the weather like this is nice, poetic." Zhang Xixi looked up at the sky, and looking up at the sky made him feel transcendent.

"It's a pity that passers-by can't see the beauty in such weather." Ding Mu said with a smile.

"Turtles don't laugh at turtles, they all rest in the mud." Chuai couldn't feel that Ding Mu's words were sarcasm, so he spoke solemnly.

"You just said that the hazy weather will affect your return rate. Now I say you are beautiful, but you are not happy."

"I say I'm beautiful, but you say, no!"

"Let's go!" Zhang Xixi said lightly when he saw that Ding Mu and Tui had been silent for a while.

The three of them hadn't walked a few steps, Zhang Xixi turned around suddenly, and his sudden turn made it impossible for Ding Mu and Chuai to turn around because of the strangeness.

The two of them watched him hop around like a clever little squirrel into the foggy maple forest.

"Come on, illiterate, take a picture of me." He smiled and beckoned Ding Mu to approach him as he spoke.

"It's really smug." Chuai Wubo gave him a playful roll of eyes, as if seductive.

"If you don't smell beautiful, how can you smell like you?" Zhang Xixi was fascinated, as if teasing.

Zhang Xixi's expression was cheap.In front of the person he likes, he can only smile, bow his head and blush.

He doesn't mind flirting with unimportant people any more than he minds dropping a coin into a beggar's bowl.

He often keeps secrets from his Quarry, just as he often saves the best apples for last.

He has also received flowers from others, and the expressions of those who love him have also taught him to be bold. He also sweats profusely on the basketball court, and the dense hair on his body is always thriving. How sunny and bright he is An open-minded person, but why does he feel that his back is hunchback in front of the person he cares about?

He is a man without a city in his chest, if he must say that he has a city, his only city may be that he thinks about the person he likes and doesn't say it.Not to mention, not because he is timid, but because his ideal person is too special.

But his love will not be silent forever, because one day his love will not allow him to be silent, this day may be some day, but that day must be a vigorous day, that day a certain person's love pattern may happen Change, that day may be the tomorrow after today, or it may be the endless tomorrow in "Tomorrow after tomorrow, so many tomorrows".

Can't figure out how to dress up today is really worth pondering.

The thick and long big lips are painted with bright red lipstick, like a dead child who has just eaten.

"Hahahahaha." Chuai Wu couldn't help but laugh loudly.

The eyebrows were originally like the word "one" written with a thick brush, but after being rendered with a deep red eyebrow pencil, they looked like two wounds in the scab stage.

Under the thick smoky makeup, under the shade of long eyelashes, the deep eye sockets are deep and fluffy. If a bird that is about to give birth sees it, it should be unable to help but use her eye sockets as a nest. lay eggs.

The powder on the face seems to fall off when touched, and even the breeze blows, there will be finely broken snowflakes flying.

Her face looked like it had just fallen a heavy snow, and now it was covered with snow.

With such makeup, it coincides with an immature pimple growing on the nose.

The nose is kissed red by pimples.Fortunately, her nose is pointed. If it were round, she would look exactly like a clown.

But, so what if a person's makeup is ugly?If a person can still put on makeup in front of the mirror, it means that he is not yet in despair.

If the body is the house of the soul, it is impossible to live in a shabby room, but she will not just make it simple, but know how to dress up and make her appearance, making her moss stains green and grass green. "The mirror, looking at the opposite side, feels unnatural. It's better to turn it over." It belongs to "Starry Spring Water", not her.

The world in her heart is always habitually fresher and more pleasant than the reality.

"Come back and shoot again!" Ding Mu approached him while talking.

"When you come back, the fog will dissipate, and it won't be beautiful when it dissipates." He handed the phone to Ding Mu while talking.

His mobile phone is red, and the side face of a man with bushy sideburns is used as wallpaper, and the green plastic diamonds stuck to the back form a circle, and the diamonds are shining because it has many surfaces, just like a person has eight faces, so they are exquisite. .

Red mobile phone, green diamond, red and green match very beautifully.His green coat also matched Ding Mu's red coat beautifully.

Chuai Wubo was standing alone watching in a yellow coat.

She seems to have a special fate with "Huang".Looking back and smiling, it is often like a lens in a pornographic film; lips with ectopic sebaceous glands with pale yellow spots and scorched teeth are nestled together; waiting for a wishful man, when the day lily is cold, she will still be a girl with a day flower; love is already in her heart Huang Liang Yimeng's impression; talking nonsense is already her distinctive personality.

But talking nonsense is just a way of entertainment for her. When she talks nonsense, she knows well that she is not sincere.

He walked back and forth, left and right in the maple forest, looking forward to the wind and thinking, bowing his head and smiling, hoping to pose a posture that could interpret his sadness and reveal the freedom he wanted.

Being alone in public has always been his longing and pursuit.

The sound of "咔咚咚" from the mobile phone kept the fog, the maple forest, and Zhang Xixi's nostalgia and low-headed smile in the maple forest in the fog. What a bargain!

In this cloudy weather, the three of them walked side by side on the street, like traffic lights for walking.

All kinds of people are set in the streets and alleys, either alone, or in groups, or standing still waiting for the right bus, or just like the three of them, walking in the bus.Everyone seems to be able to tell a beautiful story.

When it was close to noon, they stopped at a store. They didn't remember how many stores they had passed. If they wanted to buy the clothes they wanted, it turned out that they needed to travel a long distance.Unknowingly, the fog has dissipated, the vision is clear and bright, and there is a rare bright sunny day in front of me.