Last night, I couldn't sleep and suddenly thought of Anna Karenina. I have always looked at this woman with respect. When she can't change her life and destiny, she will choose to destroy herself. Dare to love and hate, what a strong-willed woman, but her pale face after lying on the rail completely exposed her weakness. She is too beautiful and too real, but she doesn't know that the reality often can't hold the truth, and the truth is too small, so it is easy to get hurt in reality ...

If life is just like the first time. He is still the handsome officer in her eyes, and she is still the beautiful and lively young lady in his eyes. It would be great if they didn't cross the line at first sight! In this way, there will be no such tragedy, and the railway station where they first met will be a place full of warm memories in their lives.

unfortunately, they are not willing to meet by chance, and they are not willing to be indifferent. Perhaps, their lives are destined to intersect, which is inevitable. Or, they have been predestined, and their lives should be like this.

If life is just like the first time, if I don't intersect with them, I am still me, and they are still them, and they haven't set foot in their respective lives, maybe now I won't be so nostalgic ... but will I be willing to do so?

We are always like this. The more we want what we can't get, the more we are afraid of losing when we get it.

if life is just like the first time. You are still dreaming in your ivory tower, and I continue to decorate my world in my ice pool. I have never been to your ivory tower, you have never been to my ice pool, and you will always live in your own lives easily. Seeing the breeze and the bright moon, everything will not be eclipsed by missing each other. Castle peak is still there, regardless of sunset red. The vicissitudes of personnel have nothing to do with me!

if life is just like the first time. Meet by chance, stranger, and I wish you well.

If you have cultivated a deep emotion from the first meeting to getting to know each other, please learn to be tolerant and cherish, because not every tobacco seedling can blossom a beautiful spark, so not every first meeting can have a good result with others.

I know that there are many first encounters waiting for me in my future life. If I can't get to know them under the blessing, then I'd rather everything be just like first encounters. If life is just like the first log 2

, a cool breeze blows over the jagged bangs, stops the trivial things in your hands, greedily enjoys this coolness, and fades away some of the residual heat in your heart. A floating heart slowly calmed down, like a lake of still water without the slightest ripple, waiting for the baptism of the breeze.

Time quietly stayed in that night full of stories, quietly waiting for that romantic encounter. A pair of inseparable lovers, hand in hand, shouted their vows to the sky, and the dazzling stars witnessed their promises! Close at hand, ten fingers clasped, even if they are separated from each other, they must be soul mates.

When you go to Qiu Lai in spring, flowers bloom. Time is often the most eternal diamond ring, witnessing all looking for a marriage in the world! In those days, the lovers under the starry sky finally came to the winter of love after years of running-in, emotional entanglement and personality collision!

Only a few innocent vows echoed in the unpredictable starry sky. Whenever I see this sky full of vows, I always wonder whether today's promise, the next second is yesterday's sky

If life is just like the first time, why care about meeting later! Even if there is no more helplessness, there is no need to hesitate today! If life is just like meeting Mr. M in the first log 3

, because the time and place were not agreed the night before, I have already gone out and he has not got up yet, so I have no choice but to inform him of the meeting place by SMS and tell him to arrive as soon as possible.

Mr. M is my ex-boyfriend. Since we broke up, we haven't seen each other for more than two years. It's not like most male and female friends who don't talk to each other after breaking up, just because they are both busy and have their own lives.

twenty minutes later, Mr. m finally showed up, dressed in a white sportswear, and his appearance was no different from that of two years ago, except that I had already passed the age of the angry man with fresh clothes and lost the belief of the young boy in white.

"did you eat in the morning? I just got up and haven't eaten yet. "

"Yes, if you haven't eaten, just eat!"

get on the bus, turn around and finally arrive at the breakfast shop. It seems that he used to be a frequent visitor in the store and casually asked, "When did you move?" "It's been a while." "Oh, three dollars jiaozi, a bowl of porridge."

There weren't many guests in the shop, and soon his order was delivered. The porridge is very hot, he eats slowly, and I don't know what to talk about, so I just bend my head and fiddle with the hidden button of the shoulder bag, opening and closing, opening in one ...

"Where to play later?"

I didn't expect him to ask a question suddenly, and he lost his mind for a moment, and then replied, "Didn't we agree to go to the movies?"

"going to the movies in the morning? Will you make a reservation! "

"just book the venue!" What does it matter whether the cinema is empty or full? Not everyone has a seat, each looking for another self in the movie.

"let's go!"

They got on the bus and went straight to the cinema. They casually found a seat in the rest area under the photo studio and began to choose movies. Mr. M told me all the morning films and asked my opinion. In some ways, he has always been a gentleman. "Whatever, just decide." Finally, he chose "That crazy little thing, called love", the title of which reminds me of a movie I saw many years ago-"The Little Thing of First Love". In love, it seems that all the earth-shattering things at that time are just small things in retrospect.

"I wanted to see Love O2O, but unfortunately, we were two minutes late and there was no morning show."

"just watch it next time."

"I'll get the ticket."

"hmm."

when I got the ticket back, the opening time was 1:35. Looking down at my mobile phone, it was only 9:45, and there was still nearly an hour to wait. This knowledge made me a little nervous, and I didn't know how to put it. Maybe he ate his stomach badly in the morning, or he wanted to avoid embarrassment. He first said, "I'm going to the toilet. Don't run around, just sit here and wait for me." "hmm." As soon as he left, the surrounding air became brisk, and he was bored for a while. He picked up the movie ticket and began to origami. He wanted to origami the crane, but unconsciously he folded it into a heart shape. He tried to recall the folding method of the paper crane, but he couldn't remember it for a moment, and he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

"Is it folded?" He made a noise from behind and scared me.

"Is it still effective to tear the movie ticket a little?"

"I'm sure it won't work! Where did you tear it? "

"Not yet."

"that's good."

At that moment, my heart was lost. My love can be folded in one step, but the movie ticket can't be torn. Now my heart has become four unlike.

I continued to fiddle with two "hearts" on the table. He grabbed the "hearts" one by one and opened them one by one to smooth them out. I unknown so looked at him and found that his eyes were not without pride. I don't know what's the psychological problem. I ignored his provocation, but picked up the mineral water bottle at hand and began to ravage the trademark on the bottle. He couldn't bear to press it, so he turned to the seat next to me from opposite me, but smiled helplessly: "Can't you stop for a while?" I don't know if it's my illusion, but I actually heard a little spoil.

in my little awkwardness, time passed little by little, and the movie was about to start. In all fairness, "That crazy little thing, called love" is my favorite film style. Perhaps the light and room temperature in the cinema are too comfortable, and I am a little sleepy. Every time when I am about to fall asleep, Mr. M always reaches out his clutches, or touches my hair, or pokes my cheek, which makes people unable to sleep and has to return to the film. At the end of the film in a daze, Mr. M asked me with a smile if I understood what the film said, and I didn't know how to answer at the moment. Throughout the movie, I only remember that Jiang Yang retraced Ouyang Feng's steps for his ideal, and Qian Qian retraced his steps for Jiang Yang. Dear Mr. M, for love, I have also been to your city and walked your path, but the ending of us is totally different from theirs. Can I answer you? I understand our ending and see our broken past ... < P > Then I accompanied Mr. M to deal with some trivial matters, such as

when getting off the bus, Mr. M locked the car door and joked that I had to kiss him before letting me leave. Little did I know that I didn't even have the courage to look up at him all morning. The moment the car door opened, I fled.

The car has left, and I still have to walk some way to get home. I vaguely remembered the scene when we first met. It was also a summer, and all my nervousness and helplessness were exactly the same as today. At that time, I sat in the back seat of his electric car carefully, and the wind blew up the skirt of the blue floral skirt, and my heart flew with it.

See you at the beginning of that year:

"If you can smile, all the camellias in this mountain will lose their color."

"There are no camellias, they are clearly peach blossoms and pear blossoms!"

"If you can smile, you will make the peach blossoms and pear blossoms all over the mountain lose their colors."

...

"If life is only the first time, how good it would be ..." If life is only the first time, everything is original innocence and kindness, even if it is sad, it can't hide our happiness and cheerfulness! We had the biggest dream when we were children, and we first met at that moment, with a slight smile, and we couldn't find a trace of embarrassment on our naive faces.

When the first ray of sunshine of youth shines on you and me, we are destined to step into the distance with youthful steps, so determined and so eager. It's just that at that time, we didn't have the sadness of youth and no memory to look back. Along the way, I have been wandering and disappointed many times, just wanting to realize my original wish as soon as possible, but inadvertently ignoring too many good times. When I went to Qiu Lai in the spring, I suddenly found that Iraqis were no longer with me.

if life is just like the first time! When I first saw it at that moment, it was like Xu Xian holding an oil-paper umbrella and meeting a white girl on the edge of the West Lake. It was drizzling, accompanied by fishermen's songs, and wrote a wonderful story for thousands of years! ! Just like Liang Shanbo met his buddy Xiao Zhu in a small academy with a book of songs, they read together: My Fair Lady, a gentleman is eager for love, love and love! !

until today, I suddenly found myself so far away! From the naive teenagers at the beginning to the ignorant youth today, the bumps that passed by left the footsteps deep and shallow. I most don't want to let my wandering footsteps run aground because of my growth. I want to stand in a cloudy sky on a rainy day and let the rain freely wash away my wandering love along the way.,,, < P > If life is just like the first time, I won't avoid your sight at the moment when we meet, and you will quietly walk away from me. !

such is life: we can't leave anyone who should go. It's like, we came face to face from a distant place, met once, then went back to back, and finally got farther and farther away ... If life is just like the day when I first saw the log 5

; Dangui is decorated with boughs, and yellow flowers bloom with bamboo fences. Throwing affection leads to poetry, affection is also reluctant, and love is also reluctant.

thereafter; The two sides of the world face each other, and the moon is sad alone. Red notes and small print send acacia, and love is hard to chase.

that day; Chatting for months, watching the green beads. Drops of water and springs are full of songs and poems of Confucianism, words are also crazy, and pens are also crazy.

thereafter; Heptachord has been idle for a long time, and his bosom friend has become increasingly sparse. The past is always worse than the past, and the words are withered, and the pen is withered.

that day; The mountains are foggy and the sun is warm, and the peach blossoms bloom brightly. Heart words burn the soul and tell feelings, thinking is also leisurely, and reading is also leisurely.

thereafter; The cold wind invades the bones, and the frost dew moistens the cheeks. Snuff shook the phoenix-headed hairpin, and it was hard to cut her thoughts and thoughts.

that day; The red candle pulls the double shadow, and the jade is dark and sprinkled with silver. A glass of old wine (American reading network) Xinghua Village. Poetry is the same, and rhyme is the same.

thereafter; Sleeping in bed is warm, and toilet water is not warm. Three thousand eyes have tears on their cheeks, and there are no poems or rhymes left.

that day; Butterfly wings play the dream of spring, and warblers sing willow strings. Plum is full of wine, people are lingering, and the moon is lingering.

thereafter; Wild geese cherish poetry late, and guests hate falling flowers. It is difficult for people to be round and the moon to be round when the pear rains on the carved fence.

that day; Egrets fly on the long beach, and clear water is a boat pole. The shore willows are idle with green branches, so are the warblers and the swallows.

thereafter; Dream in vain, only by poor night. The autumn wind flies wildly, the warbler leaves the nest and the swallow leaves the nest.

that day; The new toad opens a jade mirror, and the soft wind sings. The moon is dancing and dancing, flat and deep grinding, and deep grinding.

thereafter; Time makes people old, and time flies. There are not many dreams of spring sex in a year, and it is difficult to make peace, and it is difficult to make peace.

that day; Plant red beans under the window and mulberry in front of the court. The dew-lotus blossom is wonderful, the wind cherishes flowers, and the butterfly cherishes flowers.

thereafter; Frost temples and blue silk are pulled, and old scars climb on the forehead. The world of mortals lost its youth in a dream, and the wind howled and the butterfly howled.

that day; Covering the setting sun at night, the new toad shines on the ancient pavilion. Before you ask the wine to touch the zither, the string is also affectionate and the song is also affectionate.

thereafter; Indulge in wine to kill the night, but still worry about life. The red candle catches the shadow alone, and the string is silent, and the song is silent.

that day; Dip in ink to open poetry rhyme, spread notes to write spring and autumn. A bright moon locks the makeup building, and the notes are also romantic, and the ink is also romantic.

thereafter; At the flowering time in yao si, I don't feel the snow on my head. Full of poetry, it is difficult to stay in prison, and it is difficult to stay in ink.

that day; High praise for the hairpin and phoenix, low praise for the drunken flower yin. The piano and flute meet bosom friends, and the piano and flute are also comfortable.

thereafter; Candle tears make clear the shadow, and the forest is cold and fighting birds. It's hard to find a piano or a flute.

that day; The breeze is comfortable and the water is warm, and the weeping willows have green buds. Free and unfettered swallows sing on the eaves, the sky is blue and the water is blue.

thereafter; Zhen Nuo's old dream, red makeup is cold. Endless flying flowers roll embroidered curtains, and the sky is cold and the water is cold. If life is just like seeing the first log 6

, meeting in this life is a brush shoulder exchanged by looking back for 5 times in previous lives. Keep your promise and dream for a thousand years.

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At night, the breeze swept across my face and blew my long hair. Bypass the windowsill and blow the gauze curtain. Recall the warm sunshine during the day, make the wind gentle and the willow green; Let the nap dream be poetic. At night, the wind blows, and the petals in the courtyard fall, whirling the thoughts of one place; I hear the moonlight dancing, the leaves are dancing, the heart is dancing, and the thoughts far away from time are dancing; Dancing flowers and leaves are like dust flowers; Dancing. Missing, fetters the heart. Some memories, at this time, it rained in Hwa-Sung Do, falling quietly and gently.

Looking back suddenly, the wind chimes of love will always ring in the depths of my memory. In life