Maybe it's because the thin back in the setting sun is too attractive, everyone dumps the tears in the corners of her eyes, but they forget that before Canghai Wushan, she was also a little girl with a peach cheek powder face and a wave in her eyes. With lowered eyebrows, it is difficult to hide his exquisite attitude; a little bit of smoky wind is like spring water.
"Stop on the swing, get up and straighten your slender hands. The thick flowers are thin, and the sweat is light. When you see someone coming, your socks are drawn with golden hairpins. Go away with shame, leaning on the door and looking back, but sniffing the green plum.
" Couldn't hide a smile. Suddenly, it seems that the sky is warm and the ground is warm, and the swing frame inside the wall is flying with crisp joy, the slight fragrance of sweat and the clear spring dew are smeared with green and tender amorous feelings, but the passers-by outside the wall unexpectedly can cross the threshold. Glancing at a figure from a distance, getting closer and closer, panicked at the disheveled clothes after being naughty at home, so she blushed and fled in embarrassment, but she was unwilling to pretend to be reserved, and Qiao leaned against the door and lowered her head. Hearing the green plum, the wings of the nose fluttered, trembling slightly, and the innocent and charming had already spilled all over the floor.
But if you are not careful, this style will become "dissolute". Three obedience and four virtues, don't listen, don't look, we can't tolerate the blatant depiction of the arc of the Luo skirt and the red embroidered shoes on the green grass, too delicate and agile It is too distracting, and Taoists have begun to breathe disorder: "Since ancient times, women who have been able to write in gentry families have never seen such reckless borrowing." So it's really outrageous to be superficial and vulgar.
Then I suddenly thought of the girl with red lips in the ambiguous image, if she had cast the wrong time and age, she would probably be tied to a boulder and thrown straight into the deep pool - except for the evil and the water, there is only the evildoer.
Dongpo lay Buddhists have been famous through the ages, and sometimes it is inevitable that they will be disrespectful to the old. That joke: "A tree of pear blossoms presses a begonia", the glamour and cunning are a bit unbearable, but it is the perfect image. The withered bark of the old tree turned white and its head was swaying, but he wanted to quiver and test the fresh and unrestrained inclinations. In contrast, the sorrow of the years was more obvious. When he raised his hands and gestures, his breath was full of almost desolate helplessness: unable to do what he wanted.
But under the Jiuquan of his old man, he never imagined that nearly a thousand years later, there would be a French girl who was so flamboyant and violent that the laughter at that time shattered the innocence and ignorance of the "Chinese Year of Cardamom", just so charming, Even the lust of the flesh easily dazzled the hearts and souls of everyone, and it became another sad classic in the silver sea. Countless people have mixed flavors to taste and touch, but no one really understands it.
Her name is a bit awkward, but it is so soft that it sticks to the tongue, and there are ripples in the heart when it is entangled - Lolita, from the tip of the tongue to the soft palate, the syllables slide past softly, in the softest place Flicking, itchy provocation, like that charming smile, neither deep nor shallow, but accurately branded on the most defenseless place, lingering.
I can't deny that I am a "sexist", eager for every light and shadow journey, and those who have both sex and fragrance are good. Often indulged in some jumping and flowing wind-color illusions, unable to extricate themselves. So I hate ambiguity and swallowing water, but I just fell into "Lolita" and got drunk. It's no wonder, who made the image so ambiguous and full of breath, it's impossible to wake up, and I can only follow in a trance. The little goblin on the screen made the mood up and down, and it just sank, what kind of heaven and human relations, and let it be cool to the side. I crave the amorous feelings that cannot be stopped by the corners of the brows and eyes, and all the bright colors in the world have faded and blurred, only the burning flames in the green eyes and the red lips that will burn the soul to ashes, this is anything that can stop The existence of non-stop, it is so easy to stir up everyone's hidden hormones and disturb everyone's pretended calm breathing.
It's the same old saying: If life is just as first seen. Although it has become clichéd, it still hits the mark: on the lawn being irrigated in the lazy sunshine, there is a beautiful youthful body, and the light-colored skirt is already wet and greasy in the crystal water. Adhere to the youthful and smooth skin, half-transparent and half-covered, the temptation without hesitation stunned the man who was not confused, and his lips and tongues must have suddenly become dry, and his eyes slowly passed, as if he was inch by inch. Carefully stroked and felt the silky soft touch of the palm, but Ke Ren'er didn't take it seriously. The youthful and coddled she slowly raised her head in the naked desire, still with some baby fat on her cheeks, a pair of green eyes sucked in. The sun is out, and the hearts of the people are flickering. The lips that were rosy to the point of pearly sparkle were slightly opened, and the temptation was so tempting that people couldn't take their eyes away. It melted into a puddle, and there was no way to deal with it, and the heavy breathing let out mercilessly - this youthful and sexy body had already made him want to transpiration. The man beside him winked like silk, but the man could only see the slack skin and the dense lines on the neck—it was already too old, and the fleshy pulp was like chewing wax—the little goblin on the grass had long since faded away and matured. It was just right, the juice overflowed uncontrollably, the lips and teeth collided lightly, and you could feel full and plump, the eyes rolled, and the debauchery was mixed with the remaining half of innocence. But there is no way to escape, and he can only be wrapped and sunk like this, willingly, wanting to die.
The images flow silently, and the passion is eager to wait for a final climax. Perhaps blood and life are the best sacrifices. And so a revenge killing brought all the crazy years to a breezy end. The camera was a little surprised to capture the sinuous red flowing on the snow-white sheets - that fatty body even had such fresh blood. With a sticky body, the man left blankly, and the calm police car whistled behind him. Everything is over, lust, madness, and even despair, turning into ashes and smoke, never to be reborn.
Maybe not a good story, but at the very least, it leaves us with a Lolita, so flamboyant, so charming. Since then, this name has become a kind of unspeakable desire in everyone's heart. It is the particularly shining eyes and disordered breathing in the corner behind the person, the heat surging in the body, the thirsty lips and teeth, Sweaty youthful skin and repressed groans. Lolita, the little goblin who always shows a tight belly in the sun, the charming demon who burns herself and others. , abandoned all the angels of desire that are innocent and innocent, the begonia flower that blooms and ignores forever, forever, Lolita.
Going around in circles, dividing and combining, who gets the true taste of love? It's just a three-shift dream, and that bit of lust is steaming. The correct answer is: I want to talk, my eyes are flowing, and under the begonia tree, Gu Luo's skirt is wrinkled, whoever sees green plums, only Begonia is red.
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