An Sheng: What do you like about July?

An Sheng: I met you, so I like you.

I have too many things in my hand to put down. Classic quotations from July and Ansheng

Sometimes people who don't know the truth and essence are happy. But happy are those who can pretend not to know the truth and essence.

6. On the only night we met, An Sheng slept soundly because of drunkenness. I can't sleep in July, but I can't talk to Ansheng. I can only be silent in the dark alone. They still sleep side by side as they did when they were children. But Ansheng will never hug her lovingly as before, burying her head in her arms and putting her hands and feet on her.

Seven, like many things in the world. People can't guess the undercurrent from its silent appearance. For example, the meeting between several people and another person, or their parting.

Eight, no one can live without anyone. stable

Nine, the wound is a shame given by others and an illusion of persistence.

Ten, she is like a plant that emits a strange and rich fragrance. Will produce frightening fuzzy flowers.

My friend told me that if you like someone, you have to take the initiative. Su Jiaming, I like you.

Twelve, the sun and the wind silently through the empty eaves. At that moment, happiness was destroyed. Life has become an endless exile, full of surging desires and guilt.

Thirteen, of the three of us, aren't you the first to escape? stable

An Sheng: Why should I go first?

Fifteen, the friendship of teenagers is as beautiful and blind as a butterfly.

June and July, like you, like to hide. Jiaming

Seventeen, the wound is a shame given by others, and it is a fantasy that you insist on.

July: I like you, so I accompany you. A Classic Dialogue with An Sheng in July

I have so many things in my hand that I can't let go of Anne Baby's July and Ansheng.

I thought I would drift forever. But how far is forever?

An Sheng: Well, I wrote a happy word. A Classic Dialogue with An Sheng in July

Su Jiaming: What do you like in July?

Twenty-three, like many things in the world. People can't guess the undercurrent from its silent appearance. For example, the meeting between several people and another person, or their parting. Classic quotations from July and Ansheng

July: I want to live a free life, just like you 1. I have too many things in my hand to put down.

Su Jiaming: Who the hell are you?

Su Jiaming: What do you like about July?

I have too many things in my hand to put down. July

Twenty-eight years old, like many things in the world. People can't guess the undercurrent from its silent appearance. For example, the meeting between several people and another person, or their parting. Annie Baby July and Peace

Twenty-nine, just plain. Like a passing river. You can't see what it brings. Or took something. Just passing by.

An Sheng: What do you like in July?

Thirty-one, July, let me see your breasts.

Thirty-two, the wound is a shame given by others, and it is an illusion of persistence. Classic quotations from July and Ansheng

An Sheng: I like everything in July.

Your bra style is too rustic. stable

I don't know how far forever is. Maybe it's all a flash in the pan.

An Sheng: You can go wherever you want and as long as you want. A Classic Dialogue with An Sheng in July

Just like many things in the world. People can't guess the undercurrent from its silent performance. For example, the encounter between a person and a person. Or their differences.

Thirty-eight, July: My mother said that girls have nowhere to go, that is, from one home to another.

An Sheng: Don't ask me such philosophical questions. A Classic Dialogue with An Sheng in July

April and July: Because I heard that if you step on a person's shadow, he won't go far. A Classic Dialogue with An Sheng in July

4 1. An Sheng: Do you believe it? I've thought it over. I am destined to be at home all over the world in my life. A Classic Dialogue with An Sheng in July

Su Jiaming: I like everything in July. A Classic Dialogue with An Sheng in July

Forty-three, July: You tell me where to pee, I want to go to the toilet.

Forty-four, don't say goodbye, really goodbye. stable

Forty-five, the wound is a shame given by others, and it is an illusion of persistence. Annie Baby July and Peace

Anne Baby, the Classic Quotations of July and An Sheng

1. Just like many things in the world. People can't guess the undercurrent from its silent appearance. For example, the meeting between several people and another person, or their parting.

2. July said that between her and Ansheng, she was the result of a choice, but she was willing.

3. The wound is a shame given by others and an illusion of persistence.

The best thing in the world is to meet another self.

He sighed softly, maybe we are all people who can't give each other the future. Maybe both of us have lost the ability to love and be loved.

6. She is like a plant with a strange and rich fragrance. Will produce frightening fuzzy flowers.

7. I don't know how far forever is. Maybe it's all a flash in the pan.

I have too many things in my hand to put down.

9. I thought I would drift forever. But how far is forever?

10. Sunlight and wind silently pass through the empty eaves. At that moment, happiness was destroyed. Life has become an endless exile, full of surging desires and guilt.

1 1. A man, you must love him very much to put up with him.

12. Sometimes people who don't know the truth and essence are happy. But happy are those who can pretend not to know the truth and essence.

13. tossing is not necessarily unhappy, but it will be very hard.

14. Just ordinary. Like a passing river. You can't see what it brings. Or took something. Just passing by.

15. It's just that nothing can solidify at the best moment.

Aesthetic quotations of July and Ansheng

First of all, in the swaying dark carriage. What keeps flashing in front of July is some fragments of the past in memory.

Second, An Sheng's smiling face in the sun. She said, let's go to the playground and have a look. Cinnamomum camphora with pungent smell. An Ansheng is like a white skirt blooming in the wind. Sobbing like an animal in the dark. An Sheng's broken white jade bracelet.

She leaned out and waved on the train leaving the platform. A letter from An Sheng with a naive font.

Fourth, I thought I might drift forever. But how far is forever?

She is like a plant with a strange and rich fragrance. Will produce frightening fuzzy flowers.

Sixth, the friendship between teenagers is as beautiful and blind as a butterfly.

Seven, the sun and the wind silently through the empty eaves. At that moment, happiness was destroyed. Life has become an endless exile, full of surging desires and guilt.

Eight, just like many things in the world. People can't guess the undercurrent from its silent performance. For example, the encounter between a person and a person. Or their differences.

Nine, the wound is a shame given by others and an illusion of persistence.

Ten, marry him, July. He married him as soon as he graduated.

Eleven, now only black conforms to my empty soul. An Sheng smiled. Then put gorgeous lipstick on the mirror.

12, riding a broken bike to sketch in the countryside in July. The road was terrible and I fell down. ...

At thirteen o'clock, the train finally stopped at Xi station. Pale, got off the train in July. She took a taxi to Jiaming's dormitory. Her heart beat suddenly very fast.

Find the fifth floor according to the address. The door is closed. Knocking on the door in July, no one answered. It's 8 o'clock in the morning. Where will Jia Ming go? Put your luggage aside in July. He squatted down with his head in pain. Then I thought I heard Jia Ming's footsteps. Look up in July. Jia Ming went upstairs with a pack of Chinese medicine in his hand. There is a girl in black with long hair. The girl leaned against Jia Ming, her face pressed against his shoulder. Infinitely charming, casual.

15, stand up slowly in July. She stared at Jia Ming. At this moment, her mind became numb in white.

Sixteen, no. I need to find her. July endured tears. She clearly saw her fingerprints emerge on An Sheng's pale face. And the darkness and despair in Ansheng's eyes. She just smiled. Then he pushed open the door and ran out. She doesn't know why she did this to Ansheng. She has never even been angry with Ansheng.

17. A poor Ansheng had nothing in July. It seemed like this when I was a teenager. It's the same when you grow up.

In front of the shop window, they saw An Sheng. She's not drunk. She just curled up on the steps wrapped in a coat, and soot and cigarette butts were scattered everywhere.

I have too many things in my hand to put down.

Twenty years old, like many things in the world. People can't guess the undercurrent from its silent appearance. For example, the meeting between several people and another person, or their parting.

Twenty-one, the wound is a shame given by others, and it is an illusion of persistence.

22. Sometimes people who don't know the truth and essence are happy. But happy are those who can pretend not to know the truth and essence.

Twenty-three, just ordinary. Like a passing river. You can't see what it brings. Or took something. Just passing by.

I don't know how far forever is. Maybe it's all a flash in the pan.

Why don't you find someone who loves you, An Sheng?

26. The right man? What is the right man? An Sheng looked up and smiled. Her voice began to hoarse from cigarettes and spirits. This meaning is too broad. Should his money, his soul, his feelings and his body be measured by it?

27, July, you wait for me to die later, I don't want to see you again. Why I still think of you after so many years. But I don't want to miss you anymore. I'm leaving again. I'm so tired. I can't stop. An Sheng cried loudly.

Twenty-eight and July struggled to drag Ansheng out of the bar with tears in their eyes. The wind outside is very cold. An Sheng knelt on the ground and began to vomit. Her jade pendant fell out of her chest. The red silk thread turned gray. She wouldn't even take it off in the shower.

Twenty-nine, the only night we met, An Sheng was drunk and slept soundly. I can't sleep in July, but I can't talk to Ansheng. I can only be silent in the dark alone. They still sleep side by side as they did when they were children. But Ansheng will never hug her lovingly as before, burying her head in her arms and putting her hands and feet on her.

In 30 or July, I heard the voice of Mandarin in the carriage. She thought, what did An Sheng see after walking so far? Just like the fields and rivers she saw when she climbed the tree. The distant scenery is beautiful, but it is not home.

When she was in Shanghai, An Sheng was drunk. Crying to let July forget her and stop thinking about her. Does she want to get rid of the last concern in her heart and fly away alone?

32. In July, I leaned my face against the glass window and cried softly.

Thirty-three, another burst of noisy music. The dancing crowd screamed. I have traveled all over South China, Southwest China and Central China. I have done almost any kind of work. Teaching in mountainous areas, painting portraits on the streets, dancing in bars, and painting advertisements outdoors. Sometimes a person is drunk for three days in a remote town and no one knows. I forgot where my home is. I broke up with my mother a long time ago. I think my home is in my soul.

Thirty-four, he sighed softly. Maybe we are all people who can't give each other a future. Maybe both of us have lost the ability to love and be loved. This article comes from data management download. They are two disabled people who have been destroyed beyond recognition by time. She found that she could only love one person at a time. And gradually become selfish. Maybe you can hand over your body rashly. But never give up your soul easily.

At the age of 35, 17, she saw An Sheng off at the railway station and left the city completely. She realized Ansheng's loneliness and poverty. But what can she give Ansheng? She has been unable to solve this problem.

I love you very much. Jia Ming looked at the man in July with tears flashing. I wonder if I have never told you this sentence before. Yes, you never said that. Jia Ming also has tears in his eyes. He held out his hand and held July in his arms. You are all good girls. You seem to be the same person.

Thirty-seven, but sometimes the soul is so empty. Sometimes it is so heavy. An Sheng smiled again. She almost finished a whole bottle of wine.

An Sheng settled down at home in July. Mother didn't know that Ansheng was pregnant with Jiaming's child, so she was still very good to Ansheng. July and Jiaming decided to keep a secret from anyone.

See a doctor in Ansheng Senior Hospital. She has given up smoking and drinking for many years for the sake of her children. So people are very pale. Give her nourishing Chinese medicine every day in July. This room always smells of vanilla. An Sheng has nothing to do at home and planted many flowers and plants. Sometimes a person can sit quietly for a long time by sitting on the terrace in the sun.

Jia Ming went over and gave her a cup of hot milk. She smiled at Jia Ming and said, thank you. Jia Ming was speechless. Just gently rubbing her short hair with her hand.

Then one day, An Sheng told July that she was writing. She has always insisted on writing. Write word by word on the manuscript paper. An Sheng said, I don't know if this book will be published. I have no ardent expectations. But I think I can leave something behind. I am a poor man myself.

Forty-two, with some exceptions. For example, Jia Ming, a 16-year-old girl I met in a bar. Through the noise of music and smoke, she smiled and said to him, Jiaming, your eyes are really bright. Such a girl points directly at people's hearts. But she didn't tell him whether she liked the green bracelet or the white bracelet. Her happiness is vague and ambiguous. But I don't know how to hide it. So let yourself have nowhere to run.

Forty-three, in the temple in the deep valley, they looked at the Buddha statue. She sat behind him and asked him gently, do they know that I like you? He turned to look at her. She weighed her feet and kissed him in the cold hall. Sunlight and wind silently passed through the empty eaves. At that moment, happiness was destroyed. Life has become an endless exile, full of surging desires and guilt.

44. On the only night we met, An Sheng slept soundly because of drunkenness. I can't sleep in July, but I can't talk to Ansheng. I can only be silent in the dark alone. They still sleep side by side as they did when they were children. But Ansheng will never hug her lovingly as before, burying her head in her arms and putting her hands and feet on her.

45. An Sheng returned to her rented house with July. She shared a room with a group of college students from other places in Pudong. The rent in Shanghai is very expensive. An Sheng said. But she keeps her nest warm. Cotton sheets, tablecloths and curtains.

46. Do you still like Hemingway? I read his novels on the trip. He gave me the greatest courage. I've always wondered what went through his mind when he put the gun in his mouth. Then I also started writing. July. I have been writing on the manuscript paper. Maybe some bookseller will let me publish this book one day. We were forced to throw away too many things. Writing is the way to save yourself. God shouldn't take it away.

Aesthetic Quotations of July and An Sheng

Aesthetic Quotations of July and An Sheng

1, there are flowers in the wind and people you love most.

2, give you a July, in exchange for a peace of mind.

When I look at the starry sky, I will think that life may be like this. When I came back, I painted an oil painting "Starry Night". There are dark blue and tearful stars on the canvas.

It's just that nothing can solidify at the best moment.

5. The person who stepped on the shadow exchanged his life with the ontology of the shadow: An Sheng became a steady July, and July became a wandering An Sheng.

6. An Sheng, I hated you, but I only have you.

I have too many things in my hand to put down.

8. Just like many things in the world. People can't guess the undercurrent from its silent appearance. For example, the meeting between several people and another person, or their parting.

9. The wound is a shame given by others and an illusion of persistence.

10, sometimes people who don't know the truth and essence are happy. But happy are those who can pretend not to know the truth and essence.

1 1, just plain. Like a passing river. You can't see what it brings. Or took something. Just passing by.

12, I never know how far it will be forever. Maybe it's all a flash in the pan.

13, he sighed lightly, maybe we are all people who can't give each other the future. Maybe both of us have lost the ability to love and be loved. This article comes from data management download. They are two disabled people who have been destroyed beyond recognition by time. She found that she could only love one person at a time. And gradually become selfish. Maybe you can hand over your body rashly. But never give up your soul easily.

14, I thought I might drift forever. But how far is forever?

15, she is like a plant with a strange and rich fragrance. Will produce frightening fuzzy flowers.

16, the friendship of teenagers is as beautiful and blind as a butterfly.

17, sunshine and wind silently walked through the empty eaves. At that moment, happiness was destroyed. Life has become an endless exile, full of surging desires and guilt.

18 is like many things in the world. People can't guess the undercurrent from its silent performance. For example, the encounter between a person and a person. Or their differences.

19, the wound is a shame given by others and an illusion of persistence.

On the only night when we met, An Sheng slept soundly because she was drunk. I can't sleep in July, but I can't talk to Ansheng. I can only be silent in the dark alone. They still sleep side by side as they did when they were children. But Ansheng will never hug her lovingly as before, burying her head in her arms and putting her hands and feet on her.