Hanla.qiaozhi
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Naked marriage, not naked love
Liu Yu is an old young man. Some time ago, he was introduced to Yao Jie. Like Liu Yu, Yao Jie became a "leftover woman" due to various reasons. A pair of leftover men and women together, each other impression is good, soon entered the stage of marriage.
By Hanla.qiaozhi2 years ago in Fiction
Refuse to money packaging, I don't want to change the flavor of love
In early 1998, I was working as a tally clerk for a large supermarket chain and living in an urban village. At the beginning of March, a boy named Li Rui moved in across the door. He is a part-time computer major in the adult Education Department of Henan University of Finance and Economics. He works as a part-time graphic designer in a computer company. Li Rui is tall and thin. He looks like my favorite singer Zhang Xinzhe.
By Hanla.qiaozhi2 years ago in Fiction
Music made Baumely's life more beautiful
One day in 1958, after graduating from high school, he signed up for the New Tone Choir, an amateur choir run by the Shanghai Musicians' Association that rehearsed weekly for some of the big performances of the time. It is a coincidence that in a performance, Bao Meili was favored by Meng Bo, the director of the cultural Bureau at that time, and asked her to go to Shanghai Conservatory of Music for further study. Meng Bo is a very good person, then he served as party secretary of Shanghai music college, the tenth anniversary of National Day, the students put their gift show, everyone thought he would opt for a "big steel" the political work, result unexpectedly, he is in front of the violin concerto "butterfly lovers" put a tick, accomplished the work in the future.
By Hanla.qiaozhi2 years ago in Fiction
Elevator Dad's handmade love
Eight months later, carrying a wicker box with her clothes in it, she took a bus from Linshu, her hometown, to Linyi, where she lived. Two people put their bedding together, eat a simple meal, then married. She said: "As long as two people love each other, is the greatest happiness!"
By Hanla.qiaozhi2 years ago in Fiction
Harvard girl holds hands with Chinese security guard
A trickle of water ends in a river. A little bit every day, after nine years of love. Once a small security not only became a logistics company in Shenzhen worth tens of millions of the boss, but also ushered in the day of love. Recently, a Harvard girl voluntarily gave up the privileged life in the United States, flew thousands of miles to Hefei, and is about to enter the holy marriage hall with her sweetheart......
By Hanla.qiaozhi2 years ago in Fiction
Farewell, the healing lodge
Lin was gone, and he went to the land of cherry blossoms with the woman who would bring him career, who would bring him tenderness, who would bring him everything. Before he left, he only said to me -- "I'm sorry". Is such a pale word, we gently wipe away all the past, all my pride fell to pieces......
By Hanla.qiaozhi2 years ago in Fiction
Love the one who holds the umbrella for you
That day I saw a photo of Wu Guanzhong, a great painter, and his wife. On the Huangshan Mountain, it is probably raining, Wu Guanzhong is painting, standing behind his wife, holding an umbrella, standing. I stayed in front of that picture for a long time, what a moving scene. She stood behind him, holding an umbrella for him, and years later, she dementia, go back and forth in the kitchen to turn on the gas, she always afraid that the gas is on, and he followed behind her, she turned on, he turned off.
By Hanla.qiaozhi2 years ago in Fiction
Traveling is nothing less than falling in love
Honghua Jimu: A writer of tender Feeling novels, a woman in South China. Do not love lively, clean to the book and white paper, like to collect beautiful diary. Play a song on a loop until you finish writing a novel. Often sink into memories. Like to write the love of youth, like to listen to young men and women tell their own stories, those happened in high school or college in the pure love, deep friendship, and then, the story recorded, into a novel. Happy people often have similar happiness, sad people always have different sadness. A boy told me that he liked a girl and she had feelings for him, but the girl's best sister had a crush on him for a long time... The sadness between the three people is always a sigh. But my writing believes that all shall be well, jack shall have Jill. So, I wrote them together, and really hope that in reality, people who love each other can be together. In the love of youth, there is no accommodation, no reluctance, only true, only from the heart, can really fly. That should be the best meaning given by words.
By Hanla.qiaozhi2 years ago in Fiction
Wild chrysanthemums in the outpost
Zhao Hui, 20, was one of two soldiers in the post. Long isolation from the outside world has made his heart grow grass. The other named Jiang Dahai, followed the truck carrying supplies to the hospital to treat a rash, so now only Zhao Hui in the post. It was late at night, and there was no television, no electric light, and except for a telephone, there was a pile of books. Zhao Hui plans to apply for the military academy, he has chosen the Ordnance engineering college. The wind whipped sand against the door and Zhao Hui stared at the telephone on the table in the dark. This is the only way to contact the outside world, but chatting on the phone is against the rules. Zhao Hui had not heard a sound outside for five days, and the Wolf howling in the distance made him feel even more lonely.
By Hanla.qiaozhi2 years ago in Fiction
Gorgeous turn, the dwarf singer's love is so beautiful
A 27-year-old boy, but only 1.1 meters tall, weight only 21 kilograms, in the eyes of others is a real dwarf. But he relies on his own diligence and self-confidence, in the career to break out a piece of the sky, become by the majority of the audience favorite singer. What's more amazing is that he used his talent and tenderness to impress a beautiful girl with a height of 1.65 meters.
By Hanla.qiaozhi2 years ago in Fiction