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<td class=\Lu everywhere down, a gray cotton garment, hanging on his aloof thin body, the breeze from the Department, he was driven to distraction to make a shadow.
autumn test failed the boredom, he has been out six months of wandering aimlessly, but after all, is inseparable from his hometown, in such a noon, he returned to his never leave the place. He was walking track in the Temple of Yu Shen Yuan, old haunt and then swim, he can not help but Duwusiren, heart feel sad. A sparrow leaps, thump about lifted his nerves, he recovered, looked around, Green is the Willow pan-green shore, a roadside Apricot bud, though it is cold, but that is early spring.
to look back down the moment he suddenly saw a familiar figure came from round the door. It was not his ex-wife, cousin Tang Wan it? He felt surprise went over to meet four objectives, the busy, time and attention solidified, trance confused, full of eyes in the know is the situation, is the resentment, is thinking, is a pity.
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Tang Wan followed the man to see this scene, They looked amazing, Lu seeing this, immediately realized he was the man behind Who cousin, and his resourcefulness, 向那 man strike up: \\panic.
turned out that he knew the Tang Lu Wan's ex-husband. And for this Zhaoshi Cheng is a reasonable reading, he heard so much about Lu's name, known as the admiration of Italy, from the Tang Wan marry him after he had suffered emotional setbacks, Tang Wan, showing sincere compassion and understanding. Suffering to the Tang Wan has gradually heal the wounds of heart and began feeling the initiation of new sprouts. Three unexpected encounter here today, he did not know to avoid or a good face to face greeting. Weigh in his mind, and again, gone around to see the wife, see Tang Wan worry everywhere, presumably unfinished Love them, thought to give them a chance to talk alone. He casts his wife's hand, pointing to a pavilion not far away, said: \and sit. \Before they sitting posture, a bartender put a two-pot of wine, wrapped in a Diecai run a delivery coming. Don looked uncomfortable wrist
garden door, the shadow of a man has disappeared. Lu thoughtful, long sigh, and sat down. Tang Wan froze a moment,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], got up to full Lu pour a glass of wine, and gave himself down half a cup, said: \Lu concealed sleeve, looked up, a glass of wine you'll feel. Lu Tang wrist to see the way, heart unspeakable sorrow and grief. She drank a small thin mouth, said to himself: \over a glass of wine, looked up, neck stretched it out, is one. At this point, he did not dare to face his ex-wife sitting opposite, I saw his face gray table, eyes dull, think, before he and his cousin into memories of living together ... ...
; they are very good care of, since his cousin to marry him, the chord of band, out in pairs, wear ear temples Sri Lanka, and his wife Xiangde. Cousin is a rare sentimental talented woman the world, those days break and a white picket fence,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], Liulin pool, drawing near, and everywhere is full of their love of poetry, \Unfortunately, like the Fantasy of butterflies among the flowers,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but did not last long, Lu's mother as prejudice, \addiction and the sweetness of the day, too much of his son's future, Lu forced off a piece of paper books, forcing it to the loving couple grudge east and west. Although Lu perfunctory in every possible way, but in the end fail to beat the mother of life, since then, Lu million were read off.
think of this, Lu rubbed his eyes, he gently cough the sound, this watch in front of Don wan, thin white side table, the loss of its former innocence, he more Delicate want to listen to her laughter in general, look at her smile like peach.
can not just silent, Lu mind clear, opposite the woman, now adult women, today, to see, and perhaps God intends to make them deeper pain again. Meet the time is not much, always the say something? Although the past few years by studying hard and Ms Tang Poem and Wine Jiangyi the thoughts, but at this moment, then buried in the old inner mind sees could not help but gush. Standing face to face, offer all kinds of feelings, the worth of feelings, but I do not know where to start. He could not help work out from the sleeves in a red scarf, a cousin, left his parting keepsake, embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks, still so clever, but some yellow color. He finally could not help that the worth of sad heart, that choking sound like whispers.
\shadow, but he was very sympathetic to me, is always sad to see my face, I do not know is suffering, or heartache? \it, you have a good day, today, to see, no regrets of my life again. \
\Tang Wan said as he pulled out a fine from the arms of Feng Chai, think of the hands of their engagement thing this year, bowing to himself: \small, this Chaitou storage ... no ... \Day tenderness, offer all kinds of grievances to vent once ran out of weak Tang Wan felt almost can not afford this. Saw today, I do not know hi or sad,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], speaks, Tang Wan has been crying.
\travel can be a lonely end. \
\Since you can rest. As for my life, I think, I know, this is my life. \. Time is not late, her husband stood in the doorway, she could not help but stand up and say goodbye to a cousin, is a daze: \sister, my heart will always think of you! \
watched her getting further away to the back, but see the red armbands Behind his cousin, in their time and space in this short, across an end in the loss of illusion. Lu broken heart, get up, bring a pot left on the table wine, one looking upward, you'll feel the grunt.
prop up his shaking body, trance, Shen park pale willows, peach wandering, water pan ink. Lu You can not help but infinite melancholy, do Yong heart ... ...
so painful that he can not stand sad, he wants to vent the heart of the depression. He sent for pen and ink, to make arbitrary insolent kai drunk, Chiaki Love War, vividly on the wall:

Reproduction. Red crisp hand (Lu )
crisp red hands, yellow vine wine

Dongfeng Liuzhou city is Spring Could it be evil, Huan love a cup of thin
melancholy, a few years away from the cable
wrong, wrong, wrong

spring, such as old people empty raw silk thin
tears through the red shark.
peach drop, leisure pool, although the Court
Mount Union, the book difficult to care
Jin Mo, Mo, Mo
grass poem, Lu fell pen, still standing on the steps of his loneliness and shake away.
... ...
year later, Tang Wan Shen Garden again, or would like to search for past dreams,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and she hoped a miracle happen again, I saw pavilion space in a deserted park, even a back wall, the ink was shocked, like needles, like Mountain, sentence piercing her heart.
She could not help hand pick the bamboo pen, and tear the books,

Reproduction. the world situation thin (Tang Wan)
worldly thin, and human evil desire to spend the evening
rain sent down
Xiaofeng dry , tears residual
For 笺 thoughts, words alone oblique ?
difficult, difficult, difficult

people into each, the soul of this non-disease often seems to last
swing sound of the horn cable
cold, night Asking Waning
terrifying, pharynx, Huan
installed the tears hiding, hiding, hiding
finished, Tang Wan is tearful, look at the wall of the ink, Duwusiren, known to be decisive and, for a time, only feel incredibly hard, somewhere, a cold air across her head, the sky a solitary swan goose, whine few times , long songs such as the cry ... ...
Tang Wan returned home from unhappy, a year later, in the worth of thoughts in the sufferance of Ottawa passed away tears.
\Millennium immortal love, but is it really immortal tragedy of eternal farewell!

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