The roadside green belt is full of roses.
I know her because the rose family was planted in the backyard
.
She shakes the fan for me I shake the fan and kiss the intoxicated you
learn one thing to fall in love with someone
Time slips through your fingers It
's past 12 in the morning That's yesterday morning I was thinking about the most terrifying textbook The words above are
now in text because of the abundance of emotion in the
body: swamps, wetlands (ponds) connected to sea water, brick cracks full of moss, roofs in the south and the north have their hazy corners,
and the blond hair held in childhood memories. The doll 's
resolute expression is always condensed from the gloom, and the
bright moonlight reflects the blue melancholy
figure of the old woman (the old lady, the old lady, your grandmother) with the lights swaying
. And rich,
you will never be able to clear the little bits and pieces on the way of growth, nor can formatting.
I can't imagine the memories in the mother's body. I vaguely feel that happiness and pain will be planted in the cradle.
The cold chestnut of the west will melt in the breeze on a sunny summer afternoon As
long as there is a big watermelon, it is a good story . Mountains, old things, ruins
, you love me, I love you Memories that need to be relived The old cat on the top of the wall in the summer night The jujube tree in the center of the yard The pitted ground of the kelikela is mixed with the wall of wheat straw The dim light of kerosene is reflected in my heart.
My heart is in Marnie, and I have never left
the dark eyes of ghosts and ghosts
don't be afraid
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