"Encounter with the Breeze" Health Division Judge
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The original intention of love, thank you for having you
We in the network.
The words read each other's souls at a glance.
You gave me an instant inspiration.
Let me write down the anecdotes about the immortality of life.
When I meet you in this life, I will not seek you anymore.
A bright moon, a touch of stars.
Evoke a good time that you never get tired of reading.
It's another day and night.
An unforgettable past.
Reoccupied the spiritual world.
A city that is firmly guarded and invulnerable.
Fall in an instant, lose your soul in an instant.
The innocence of love. A note is as beautiful as a poetic drizzle.
After it, you understand the taste of love.
You're obsessed with the words.
Lock up the innocence of a purity.
It is the sweetness and sorrow that haunts me all my life.
I don't dare to expect to stay with you for a long time.
I suppress holding hands with you.
Biyi's strong desire to fly to Red Dust.
With this full text memory.
Sustain the loneliness of a person's loneliness.
Looking forward to it every day.
Again and again, I pressed this expectation.
No matter how fate changes.
You will always be important in my life.
You're all my best.
An angel who protects with heart all his life.
Why is there only love and fruitless poignancy.
In order to achieve the eternity of the classics.
Since you. I have lost the ability to love.
and the urge to go all out for one.
Use the gentleness of the accumulated power of the flood to meditate.
No one is worth giving anymore.
Life is the most cherished.
Always the love of the soul.
Heart-touching love is what life wants.
The once of infinite love.
Become a good medicine ** spirit moved.
You are the most beautiful encounter of my life.
If it is difficult to see each other again in this life.
Please take care of yourself for me.
Thank you for staying in my heart forever.
Breeze notebook!
II. II. II
Full of red rivers.
Thank you for having you. Little Red Boat. Reminiscing about the past.
Happy. Think about the day.
The curtain is drawn. A roar.
The poplars on both sides of the strait are in the wind.
The boat is full of green wine and rain.
Count the return trip. It's what I care about the most.
Who has mercy on you. Wind Owner.
Bedside deer. Never realized.
Spring River Wisps. Sigh for this life, thanks.
Beauty**. When sorrow and joy come, don't ask.
It's true to see each other in a foreign country.
I'm afraid of tonight. Encounter Bashan.
Go with me. 
Three
Qinyuan Spring
Encounter the breeze note.
A new volume of poems. Three more lights.
Almost dependent. Remember the candle cutting in the west window.
Happy all night. Breeze note.
The mystery of entering the Tao. Joy in the chest.
Fate gathers and disperses. The red dust of the small calamity is not rare.
By whom. Like a haze book collar.
Laugh at my detached. What's the use of infatuation in life.
It's just leisure anywhere.
Bamboo outside the water's edge.
Light smoke and sparse willows. Yutang toddler.
Curved shore strands. Lonely at the end of the day.
Six dynasties of gold dust. The five-color glow knot is known.
Jun Enhou. It's so fine-poured.
Unaltered period. 
Four.
Seven Laws: A kumquat.
The large and small beads are coiled out of the upper forest, and the blue sky and white sun are cold.
The long wind blows outside the autumn river, and a fruit and red leaves invade.
Kumquat naturally gives birth to thin people, and the poor Ruyi wants to become yin.
Only the Spirit Tree can save me, and don't let the frost and ice stain the hearts of guests.
Five
Butterfly Love Flower Snowflake's self-complaint
A little bit of heart.
The pulse is speechless. Sprinkle the plum blossom rain.
Who is dancing with mountains and rivers.
The end of the world is floating silver today.
Earth coral bed cloth.
Murano hoof marks. But Nai morning is in the fog.
After all, when you wake up, you still realize.
Xiaofeng willow flutters at the door.
Six
Seven Lost Dreams
Sixty years of dreams have not come true.
He had a thousand springs for a day.
Half-life service is a fantasy.
At first glance, I was suspicious of the Shu people.
About the Author
About the AuthorWang Congjun's pen name: Health Department Judge, male, Han nationality, 61 years old, member of the middle **, from Pingchang County, Bazhong City, Sichuan Province, engaged in medical and health undertakings, loves mountains and rivers Feng Shui, cultivates taste, mountain-shaped geography and qi gleaning, carries forward the quintessence of the country, and makes meager efforts to get married. He is diligent and hardworking, and there is poetry in life.