高中英语作文：残风若流

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　　I won't find one of the tired appearances that can be stacked in the dust that belonged to this world. There is no realistic restriction, I have to hardly have the skin, and live the fan to one. files. Suddenly, the wind is over, and the heart is in the heart. The idea seems to be intermittent.

　　Touching a very hot MODERN, and feel that the screen is oblique, like it is similar to me. The pulling a few wrenches, which makes people feel very uncomfortable, maybe it is too dedicated today, the thoughts are fired, and the pharmacum is unincipured. The qq hanging QQ seems to be exhausted, even the black dog that is unknown, as if I have seen something in the night, I feel uneasy, sometimes it, sometimes it is low. What is that thing?

　　I haven't been looking for. The eyes are weighing around, parents have been sleeping, can have anything to shake, shake, shake, shake my heart, I can't come back to count the things below the screen. That is a heavy, full of odor, my Bao Bao - at least they have been precious. But the reality is often fascinating, even if it is once, if a certain day, it may be today, you feel that it is back, but there is no previous clear and precious. No, this is true, but at least you haven't forgotten it. Do you have to forget what? Do you want to think about this moment? Clear? Do you expensive? No, it seems to use the wrong word. But use these to describe some lonely items or can be used. If it is some memories, it is afraid to be innocent and repeated. Thoughts are obviously unable to be quiet, even the veins of the wind is unable to feel.

　　After all, I was beginning to find out that later, I feel that there is a ghost in my heart, and I have a small words, I'm getting a full heart. What is it? The heart is separated, maybe it is obsessed, and there are some scriptures and the boundaries to throw away the rocks. Although the strings were not broken, because after all, it was a summer day, and I thought about the broken roots, I was broken, and the mood was as fascinaina. If it is low, if Zuo Ruo flow, I am afraid that I have to sleep all night. So I chew again tonight again, a shoy in the top of the chest - Li Sao, Li Sao. This word is so useful, no matter whether it is, no leisurely pays attention to those. On the back of sour, I quit, put down the legs, Yu Guang, with the eyes of the lower body, the lower leg, the residual style, seems to have no effect on me numbness - the wind is no longer a wind, Because if the residual wind is to some extent, how can it be an incomplete? This should be that I have today, no, it's all the love of recently.

　　When I was a few times, I suddenly felt that I was serious about those little life, and they were not pursued. No, will they just have some little life? There are too many things in life, too much, too much, too much. However, since there is a large world of dust, if the big sea of u200bu200blife, the rising sun, if they live, if life is, if this is, it will be more beautiful. There are recent habits, habits are used to watching the wall and surrounded, see if you can't write something like Woolf. Looking down, there is some spots on the wall, but I haven't thought about it, just like these texts, only on the surface, but this is enough.

　　Task, the heart is now, but the reality isWaiting, hurried, hurried - hasty and worried about my parents in my dreams, those rushing and concerns, I really don't want to deliberately adding - but heart, casual, I It is difficult to reject the door. I have to be in this chapter, tomorrow is a barmoon, even if the weather forecast is also a global, let alone is my mortal? But some famous philosophers have said that only feelings - can see some things, and you, do you see it? I have not yet. The heart is tangled, perhaps, let go of it, it is an ending, but why don't you think about laughing?

　　If there is something, it seems that it is not an item. Some truths are to think, and they can be opened. Inti-face? I accidentally looked at the time, the morning, but there is no one o'clock. I would like to say that you are judged to be late? On me, only the feeling of feeling - because it feels true! If the residual wind is really, I hope: it can find it from my full-time rush to all, the new life! Looking around, black, white, is uncertain. The heaviest point is afraid that it has not been known from the spots on those walls. I can't think of it, or I don't want to think about it? Currently - no knowledge of knowing. Can feel the wind, ask your voice, you must be content.