D'Rich 的回忆

故事的开始都常有它的起因，今晚约了三五知己又来到了这熟悉的地方。还记得肿铃的那一篇吗？还记得我是如何表达出完完全全D'rich的味道吗？ 让你们再回味回味一下：＂这地方垄入了排排档的露天感觉，和有些高级的亲密无间关系，像只大东瓜的胖胖妞，拿着围巾在大风吹拂的沙漠上漫跑的情景。。是不是超攒的呢？＂

对了，就是这种味道。。这次再三次的回去，真的想高喊：＂家，我回来了！＂这次的欲望是前几次都无法形容的。像春夏秋冬四季的比拟，怎么说呢？就像。。

春天的遇见，彼此的含蓄；
夏天的拖手，彼此的期待；
秋天的邂逅，彼此的认识；
冬天的合体，彼此的热情。

还是不明白？如果那么容易明白的话，你都坐我位子了啦！你以为那么容易就被称为＂文才书生＂噢？这个＂朵＂可是得来不容易啊！

一样，就像我本生的专一念旧，我还是点了初恋的咸蛋黄抄果条。你们是否也还记得我是如何形容这碟果条到风涌绝起，热血沸腾，如痴如醉，天衣无缝，生动自如的呢？回想下。。

＂一口进去，尽在不言中，看见我表情的人，都见到了我眼泪的划下，不是辣，不是伤，而是幸福的感念，久久的。。这次，我闭上了眼睛，看见了她，在风云变幻的山林里穿梭着，很多大象奔驰的兴奋，把她给踩死的孤寂。。＂
就是这一句，第二天却带起了排队买炒果条的风潮。是个位也感悟孤寂吗？也想被大象的奔驰给踩死吗？哈。

但是这次，我却没有了上次的虚幻感悟，这次变得更实际了。实实在在的，可以怎样形容呢？就像更多的大象奔驰地更兴奋，把我看见的她，给实实在在的踩死，她的魂却还在风云变幻的山林里，慢慢的消失了。。这一点都不可怕，可怕的是，这次我却看到了那个像大东瓜的胖妞，她从沙漠上跑过来了吖。啊！是多么的实在可悲啊。

我一向都喜欢早扑约，一个人坐在毛毛细雨的下面，每一滴小水珠都在跟我微笑问好，灯光打在水珠着地的那一刹那，水珠分闪了，是多么的澎湃无奈，激动起了千千万万的饥饿的细胞，振奋了我的脑神经。重点是，那个灯光，可不是平时的灯，而是17世纪欧洲式的拿破伦路灯。一代豪杰的侵略者，和路灯的结合，你服了没？

人来人往的，时间也在谈笑风声中流逝了。心里得到的满足，有口说不清，有手也写不明啊！


祝安康


文才书生
黄门后代 绝笔于此

Beginning of the story are often the cause of it, at about the Sanwuzhiji and came to this familiar place. Remember that a swollen ring it? Remember how I express completely D'rich tastes like? Give you another memorable recollection of it: "This place is a row of ridge into the open-air food stalls feeling of intimacy and some high-level relationship between the Big East melon like a fat girl, holding scarves blowing in the wind of the desert race scene diffuse .. is not a super save it? "Yes, that is the taste. . Then three times the back, really want to cry: "Home, I'm back!" This desire is not to describe the former several times. Like the four seasons of the match, how do you say? Like. .

Spring meet, each other implicitly;
summer, holding hands, looking each other;
the fall of the encounter, mutual understanding;
winter fit each other's enthusiasm. Still do not understand?

If so easy to understand, you take my seat was it! Do you think so easy to be called "literary talent scholar" Oh? The "Duo" But come easy! The same specificity as I forgive and forget Bunsen, I love the salted egg yolk point of the article copied fruit. Do you also remember how I describe this dish fruit Bay must be the wind, the blood boiling, mesmerizing, seamlessly, vivid comfortable with it? Think back. . "One in, when you say nothing, see my face who have seen me draw the tears, not hot, not hurt, but the happiness of gratitude, a long time.. This time, I closed my eyes, saw her, the mountain forests in the changing shuttle, many of the excitement of the elephant-Benz, the loneliness she trampled to death.. "is this sentence, but the next day with results from the section line to buy a wave of speculation. Is a bit too lonely sentiment it? Mercedes-Benz also wants to be an elephant to trample it? Ha. But this time, I have the illusion but not the last sentiment, this has become more practical. Real, what can describe it? Mercedes-Benz as more elephants to be more exciting to me to see her, to the real trampled to death, her soul still in the changing of the mountains, slowly disappeared. . This is not terrible, horrible thing is, this time I had seen that as the Big East melon fat and she ran from the desert of the acridine. Ah! Sadly, how ah.

I've always enjoyed early flutter about, sitting below the drizzling rain, every drop of water droplets are small smile and say hello to me, the light hit the ground at the moment drops, drops of water flash point, is how the surging frustration, excitement from the thousands of starving cells, excited my brain. The point is, the lighting, not the usual lights, but Napoleon 17th century European-style street lamps. Generation of hero of the aggressor, and the combination of lights, you served yet? Coming and going, and time elapsed are jokes in. Heart get to meet, and a mouth can not tell, there are hand written unknown ah!

Future scholar Huang Wen-Cai Zhu Ankang door must document this