Garbage

it's often used, henan luoyang.

he had heard that the police officers of caozhou were looking forward to a chance to see the world.

once, because of one thing to go to cao zhao, it was a great pleasure to use it, and many years of hope had gone by.

when he arrived in cao zhou, he used to find an official to stay with him because he had a famous local garden.

with the permission of his master, he lived in the garden.

it was in the early spring and february that the police had not yet sprung and had often stayed patiently.

every day in the garden, we watch carefully the growth of the police and look forward to their early opening.

in it is written a great poem of "beacon" and it is recited and enjoyed.

within a few days, the police flower was slowly released.

it's always good, but it's fun and worry.

happy that the police have been set free; worried that for more than a month he has spent his money.

he was still unable to give up the opportunity to see the police officers of cao zhou, who were about to see him, and then he took his clothes off and waited for the flowers to arrive, often wandering around the garden.

one morning, we used to go to the garden to see flowers, and we saw a wonderful age girl and an old woman in the garden.

he suspected of being the family of one of the large families in the area and went back to the house without calling them.

and when evening came, they used to go to the garden again, and the woman was still there.

in the nearness, the woman was often taken in secret, in a rich, gifted country, and moved.

it was useful to see him, not to avoid him very much, but to hide behind the fake mountain by smiling at him.

"p" used to be fascinated by this fairy beauty, and thought, "she must be a fairy." so, i looked for the past in the direction of the girl.

i went around the fake mountain, but i didn't expect to see the old woman.

the girl was sitting on a rock nearby, surprised to see him.

the old woman was too busy covering her face with her body, screaming, "what do you want, you crazy boy?" he used it and kneeled down and said, "this woman must be a fairy! the old woman was angry at him, "it's bullshit.

the truth should be told to send you to the palace to punish you." it's too much use, too much fear, too much help.

but the girl laughed and said to the old lady, "let's go!" and then she left.

i've come back to the house with a lot of incompetence, thinking that if the girl goes back and tells her brother what's going on today, it's inevitable that an insult or insult will happen.

at night, a man hides in an empty house and he regrets his actions today.

but then again, the girl wasn't angry, maybe she didn't think it was one thing.

that's it.

you're always sorry and scared.

you're sick.

the next day, fortunately, there was no one at the house to ask questions and there was only a little peace of mind.

however, he can't stop thinking about the girl's smile, from being afraid to thinkingread.

that was it, but for three days, it was a serious disease and was bedridden.

this evening, the old woman came in with a pot of medicine.

the old lady said, "my garbage girl, make this poison for you herself.

drink it." it's always a shock: "why would i poison me if i didn't have a grudge against ms.

garbage?" since the drug was prepared by the girl herself, it would be better to die from it than from her illness.” come on, take the medicine and drink.

the old woman laughed and left.

strangely, it's too much to drink, but it's like a fragrance in your heart and your mind is clear.

thinking about it, he fell asleep.

the next morning he woke up and only saw the red sun full of windows.

try to get up, you're sick and you're more convinced that she's a fairy.

his heart was silently praying to see her again.

on this day, the woman was met with a lot of trees in the garden.

seeing no one around, he was surprised to be on his knees.

the girl reached out and gently pulled him up.

she used to come together with a lot of surprises, held her white wrist, stood up and felt the hand was soft and delicate, and smelled a strange smell, which often felt soft all over her bones.

i was just about to say something.

the old lady came out of nowhere.

the girl told him to hide behind the fake mountain and pointed south and said, "come at night.

there is a red-windowed house in the southern wall, where i live.

i put the ladder up and waited for you." i left in a hurry.

i've been standing there all the time, all the time, and i've been a little bit disoriented.

it's so easy to wait until dark, he's taking the ladders up to the south wall and there's a ladder up there.

he was happy to see the red window.

when he arrived at the window, he heard the sound of chess inside, standing quietly under the window, afraid to move forward, and for a while, he went back across the wall.

when he came to the red window for the second time, he heard the sound of chess becoming more secret.

he looked through the window and only saw the girl playing chess with a white girl, and the old woman was sitting there with a girl.

he had to come back again.

it's been three days since he climbed the wall for the third time.

suddenly the old lady said, "who put the ladder here?" say hello to the ring that took the ladder away.

he had to come back in a bad way.

next night, the ladder is ready.

i came under the red window, and i was lucky to have no one else, so i pushed the door and saw the girl sitting there alone.

it's always been used.

"i've never had a good time for you today." says he's close to the girl.

she's slender, beautiful and charming, and she's like a fragrance.

two people are talking in close touch, listening to people.

"my sister's jade edition is here." hide in my bed." he had tofrom life.

he just hid, and a woman came in and smiled, and said, "do you dare fight me today, you lost soldier? i've made a good cup of tea and i'm ready to fight you all night." the woman was excused for her physical poverty.

the jade version asked repeatedly, or not, and said, "you can't leave the house, can you hide a man in the house?" the girl had to go with her when she met her.

i used to hear the footsteps go so far that they crawled out.

he was angry and hated, so he wanted to find something in the house and bring it back for a memorial.

find and find, only a crystal at the top of the bed, a purple towel on the top, and a lovely fragrance.

so, in my arms, across the wall back to my house.

it's often used in its own house to play with the crystal, the cufflinks, and it seems to smell the girl's body, which makes her more fonder.

but when i thought i'd break into the house at night, fearing punishment, and never go back, i wanted the girl to come and look for it.

"yes, i did take your things.

but i stole from you because i wanted to use it as a good omen and hope that our business would come to an end.” the closer they talk, the more they live.

i used to ask the girl: "i think you're a fairy and i'm lucky to be loved by you.

but if you leave me, happiness will not last." the girl laughed and said, "you're too concerned.

i'm not a fairy, i'm just too obsessed with you.

the matter must be kept strictly confidential, and the consequences, if known to others, cannot be envisaged.” promises are often used, but she is always suspected of being a fairy and must be given her real name.

the girl said, "well, since you think i'm a fairy, why should i know my name?" "well, who is that old woman?" the girl replied: "she's a grandmother.

when i was a child, i was often taken care of by her and treated her like an elder.” come on, girl, get up and go, and say to the usual, "i've got a lot of people and you're in trouble.

i'll have a chance to find you.

the crystal is my sister's.

since then, two people meet every three or two days.

i'm used to my happiness and i don't want to go home, but i've spent all my money on my clothes.

he's going to sell the horse that came.

the girl knew about this, and said to him, "you spent all your money for me and sold the horses.

how can you go back? how can i be patient? i have some savings.

take them." he used to say, "you're as close to me as i am, and i can't thank you.

how can you use your savings?" the girl insisted, "just lend it to you for a while." and then he pulled his arm under a san tree, pointed a rock at him, and pulled the gold from his head and stabbed dozens of times into the ground, and said, "dig it." he was submissive and nicked with his hand.

the lady scout took it out of the jarit's almost 50 taels of silver, it's too much to stop, and the girl takes another ten dollars out of it.

in the end, it's usually more than half the silver.

it's been a few days.

this evening, the girl said to the usual: "there have been some talk about our business lately.

it's not a good way to stay here.

i think we should talk about a solution." "what should we do? i've been careful all my life, and for your sake i've left everything behind.

as long as i can be with you, i have nothing to fear." when she saw him with determination, she decided to flee with him to luoyang and let him ride back on horseback and then go by car.

he came home with a lot of money and was about to meet her.

the neighbours of the towns were told that he had taken a wife of beauty and grace, and came to congratulate them, and did not know that they had fled.

but it's always hard to say, "we're in love, we're willing, no one will interfere with us, you don't have to be afraid." time passes, and it's too much to use。