It is a sweet evening in early summer. The energetic wind travels a long way from pacific to the inland city, bringing along with it a surge of passion. From the end of the street adjoining a lake comes a couple.
She advanced gracefully and briskly like a crane. The lithe ribbon hanging down from her skirt drifts smoothly in the air like a willow twig stretching freely in the wind. The moist hot air embraced her with its rosy arm. The street lamps standing along with the pines seen be humming a sweet nocturne. As the twinkling supermarket signboard blinks naughtily to her hundreds of steps away, her heart beat a corresponding rhythm. He moved mechanically like a puppet, setting the focus of his eyesight into a remote place named “the far far away kingdom”. His blank eyes suggested no information about where he was. Perhaps, in the “far far away kingdom” he was chatting enthusiastically with a former girlfriend, a stubborn colleague, or even Plato, the wise philosopher. Abruptly, the right tip of his mouth rose slightly. The hollow but somewhat secretive look on his face would cause a stranger suspected that he was undergoing an illusion journey. At that moment, a sudden pat pulled him back into reality. Glared by his nice wife, he is standing before the entrance of supermarket. On the bench beside the entrance sit a tired young man, placing between his fingers a cigarette, looking around impatiently, the man was obviously waiting for his girlfriend—a shopping expert. The husband gave a sympathetic nod to the young man as he stepped reluctantly into the supermarket.
She is really a shopping creature. At the first sight of the numerous goods, her mouth arched, her eyes expanded, and even the most sluggish muscle of her activated. She shuttled between shelves like a working honey bee, and remarked on various of commodities from soup to sock ceaselessly. He, accompanying with his wife, fixed a stiff but professional smile, nodded humbly every 30 seconds and commended skillfully on the article she was appreciating…
She advanced gracefully and briskly like a crane. The lithe ribbon hanging down from her skirt drifts smoothly in the air like a willow twig stretching freely in the wind. The moist hot air embraced her with its rosy arm. The street lamps standing along with the pines seen be humming a sweet nocturne. As the twinkling supermarket signboard blinks naughtily to her hundreds of steps away, her heart beat a corresponding rhythm. He moved mechanically like a puppet, setting the focus of his eyesight into a remote place named “the far far away kingdom”. His blank eyes suggested no information about where he was. Perhaps, in the “far far away kingdom” he was chatting enthusiastically with a former girlfriend, a stubborn colleague, or even Plato, the wise philosopher. Abruptly, the right tip of his mouth rose slightly. The hollow but somewhat secretive look on his face would cause a stranger suspected that he was undergoing an illusion journey. At that moment, a sudden pat pulled him back into reality. Glared by his nice wife, he is standing before the entrance of supermarket. On the bench beside the entrance sit a tired young man, placing between his fingers a cigarette, looking around impatiently, the man was obviously waiting for his girlfriend—a shopping expert. The husband gave a sympathetic nod to the young man as he stepped reluctantly into the supermarket.
She is really a shopping creature. At the first sight of the numerous goods, her mouth arched, her eyes expanded, and even the most sluggish muscle of her activated. She shuttled between shelves like a working honey bee, and remarked on various of commodities from soup to sock ceaselessly. He, accompanying with his wife, fixed a stiff but professional smile, nodded humbly every 30 seconds and commended skillfully on the article she was appreciating…
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