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The small city is faint and the lights are dangling. Who holds a candle and lights up a fog for me? In summer, June and July, it is the rainy season. The rain, pattering and falling, splashing a lot of water splashes, falling again and again, impatiently embroidering a picture of flowers and flowers of Xia Yu. After careful calculation, this rain has been continuously going down for a week. Xu is the reason for the continuous rain. This world begins to produce a mist of mist, like a layer of veil for this chaotic world. However, by adding a little "yellow embracing the pipa half-faced", it is a bit shy and a bit mysterious, making people look very unreal. I can't help wondering, behind the veil, what looks like the world is as usual, I took an umbrella and walked into this rain curtain, watching the rain, and decided to take the bus home, There was one stop away from home, and I was looking forward to a rush of traffic, so I had to get off in advance. At this time it was 5: 1. Due to the rain, a large group of dark clouds followed, and after a while, the only light left was blocked. Seeing that it was getting late, and thinking over and over again, I decided to take a small path home. After a short while, I stood in front of an alley, saying that it was an alley, but it was actually an aisle squeezed out between two houses. Only two people could pass next to each other. Seeing that there was no light in the alley, I couldn't help but hesitate a bit, whether to leave or not? After some thought, I decided to leave. Courage yourself and lift your feet into the darkness. I gripped a wall tightly with my hand, and the turtle moved forward. At night, it is very dark, and the five fingers are not seen; at night, it is very quiet, and the silence is terrible. Except for the sound of raindrops falling to the ground Parliament Cigarettes, there is no sound in the ear. Such silent darkness always breeds the deepest fear in people. After trembling about halfway, I finally dared not take any more steps. There was a continuous and random dripping rain in my ears. In the quiet and empty alley, I could even hear the sound of my heart pounding nervously, and the endless darkness lingered on me like a ghost. There was constant rain in my hand and the wet feel of the creeper was very uncomfortable. In such a dark night, each sense has been expanded more than ten times, especially fear. I felt at this moment like a person imprisoned in a dark, damp, sunless water cell, eager for salvation; and as if I was choked by my throat, unable to breathe, the nervous suffocation lingered around me from time to time. Such a dark night seems to be about to take people alive and swallow them. I have to say that I was timid and afraid. I desperately want to escape. However, looking at the endless darkness in front and behind, I can only give up this idea and force myself forward. It ��s been a long, long time, as if a century. Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed before my eyes, very faint, and was soon swallowed by boundless darkness. However, hope suddenly ignited in my heart Carton Of Cigarettes, just like the fire of stars, but the irresistible power of Ebara burned up. I ran towards the light, near, near ... When I saw the fire in front of me, I couldn't help shaking my eyes. I saw that the mother was carefully guarding a stubble candle Newport 100S, like a treasure, her back had been completely wet by the rain, but she was totally disregarded, and her eyes were full of this faint firelight, her shame The ten fingers were burned by the dripping wax oil, but they still refused to let go. The face of anxiety and anxiety turned into joy at the moment I saw me. I do not know when there is a wet liquid flowing on the face, the original water was flowing through the eye sockets, and his eyes were red. It turned out that under the veil that was lifted, it was such a glorious face; it turned out that happiness is so simple. Who holds the residual candle and who lights up the mist for whom? I do n��t know whose candle is wet, whose eyes are wet? Whose heart has burned? Whose hand was hurt? Holding a candle in the palm, it was clearly the temperature of the heart; it was a happy memory. Remember, this is a kind of happiness.

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