指尖轻触玻窗,嗤嗤的响声,惊动了脆弱的心脏,一阵阵的酸楚,像浪潮般袭来,若果这样酸酸的痛可以代替撕心裂肺,那就让他长久点,这样时间会把我忘记,这样便可躲在这里,让那些软弱手舞足蹈,让那些脆弱和不堪拼命娱乐,让那颗紧绷的心,少少松弦。 曾过往,伊颜纯美无暇,如玉般璀璨,许多人像发现了财富,紧抱于怀,怜香般害怕失去。那时,遇见你的是洗礼过后的悔过者,只懂怜香,而不懂惜玉,再璀璨也掩盖不了他身上久积的灰尘,铸造不了你,也成就不了他,于是乎,迷糊坚固了戏剧化的情谊,疼只是简单的疼。
places in 1a. Talk about the weather with your friend on the phone.
A: Hi, how’s the weather in Beijing? B: It’s sunny.
Imagine you are in one of the places in 1a. Talk about the weather with your friend on the phone.
a partner.
A: What’s Uncle Joe doing? B: He’s playing basketball.
2d
Role-play the conversation.
Rick: Hello, Rick speaking. Steve: Hi, Rick. It’s Steve. How’s it going? Rick: Not bad, thanks. The weather’s great.
晚霞破月的天际,依旧映红了归家的路途,流浪了好久的笔调写满了疲倦的素笺,伴着枯萎的憔悴,与年华斑驳的碎影相逢,溅起涟漪在心田的几缕游丝浅叹,让年华牵住执笔的手,静听潺潺流水;波动在逐流的心海,唤名为;婆娑年华,勾勒了谁的斑驳唯有情醉琉璃一宿,又是一个不眠的夜。 真正的相爱,是人在千里,却梦魂相依;真正的相爱,是岁月流转,却不离不弃;真正的相爱,是彼此付出,却无怨无悔。