"The closest thing to humanity is fraternity, and we can be fraternity, because we always show generosity in our eyes." The
old judge said: don't go yet, and bright light will shine in later.
So a light shot from the sky to the ancient window sill, entered the room, disappeared in a blink of an eye, and disappeared in a corner.
Everything is as quiet as a painting.
Have you ever seen such a bright light?
The surroundings were dim, and only a ray of light came in through the crack of the window. It did not bring light, but it brought warmth and tranquility.
At this moment, you will feel that what you see is everything in this world, dark and light, nothing more than a thin line.
There are countless lonely people in every city, and red symbolizes the passion and loneliness of love.
Or, the more enthusiastic people are, the more they can't resist loneliness.
We are passionately in love, we are lonely and lonely.
Valentine blows chewing gum in front of the red curtain, tossing his wet hair. She took the newspaper and told the old man that it wasn't my newspaper's official, and I didn't tell anyone. She asked the old judge, what about the woman you loved, what did you dream about me last night?
She fell asleep alone holding the jacket of her distant boyfriend, and she said that I suddenly felt lonely.
Old man, kind girl, and young judge. The three of them seem to be connected to a tripod.
You remember the theorem in black and bold from your elementary school math book: A tripod is the strongest object.
In this way, I believe that something warm and firm will be produced.
"I've never met you, but I always feel like I've known you for a long time."
August seemed to be the shadow of the old judge, but they were separated by 40 years. He took that road again in his place, fell in love with a beautiful senior, his girlfriend cheated, and they even took the ship to England in order to follow his girlfriend. It's just that there's more Valentine in that steamer. The old man watched with relief that the two young men were rescued from the boat. August failed to reach England. He continued the old man's path, but he was able to turn a corner in the middle. He might turn to a wide avenue, and he might turn the same way. Arrived at a no way to the direction.
Who knows, but, at least he turned.
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