A few years ago, his betiful bde died at a very young age, but she would visit him ry night becse the first ray of sun went thugh the screen window and she would leave again becse he wanted to stay with her all day. The young man thought for a long time and ted to stop her leaving ry morning. Finally, he thought of shading the om fm the sun.
He immediately ordered a tailor to make a large, thick ctain to prnt the sun fm penetrating the window, but n so, he failed to let the bde stay at home. A stng wind blew thugh the bning candle near the ctain. It not only lit the candle, but also lit the screen window.
Finally, rything in the om had no time for her huand and his bde to put on their clothes. They ran so fast that no one could catch up with them. They disappeared without a trace.
Becse the fire was bning all the time, the house was bned to the gund and they could not be seen again Two people. Some people said that they went to heaven directly, others thought they were going to hell. No one came up with any credible idea, but ryone was se that they had become s and left the village of an old man they lived in.
They claimed that it was the of the bde who asked her huand to go to heaven with her, so that they could live happily in heaven forr. Another thought it was Zhang Her huand is jealous of her happy life, so she deliberately iites the fire. Another person said that the bde had a as her boyfend.
She missed her ry night and ted to find a way to combine with her. Another person thought that maybe the bde was not satiied with her huand and killed him with a fire. No matter what happened in reality, it was not for us to pve who thought was ght or wng.
The was the pduct of human imagination, and no one could catch one.
Once upon a time, there was a little girl wing in the East China Sea. The boat was blown away by the wind. He fell into the sea.
He finally became a betiful bird. People called it in awe. Becse he was very angry with him, he decided to take bozo, the bell, the stone on the mountain, and, of cose, to fill the sea.
Xu Zhimo bid farewell to Cambdge again. I quietly left. When I came here, I quietly waved goodbye to the clouds in the West.
The golden willows by the ver were young bdes under the setting sun. Their reflection on the sparkling waves was in my heart. The floating heart grew in the gentle waves of Cambdge, and the mud swayed leisely under the water.
I will be an aquatic plant. Swimming in the shade of elm trees is not water, but a rainbow bken into pieces fm the sky. In the duck grass, it is the precipitation of a rain ball like dream.
To find a dream, I just need to boating upstream to a boat full of starlight in the shade of green grass, singing loudly in the light of stars, but I can't sing the quiet is my farewell music, n in summer The insects are silent for me. It's Cambdge. Tonight I leave quietly.
Just like I came here, I wave my sle gently. I won't n bng a cloud awayhttp://qfwfueducn/flash/zbkqswf.