Another spring sorrow

In the past, every spring season, my geological team and I were going to the grassland again. My luggage was full of my father’s exhortation and mother’s nagging, there is also the deep treasure of friends. At that time, the road to the grassland was full of sand. We took an open truck, and the wheels speeding northward covered my eyes looking at my hometown from the south, looking up at the blue sky through the smoke and dust, I occasionally see a eagle sculpture flying over the yellow grass. On such a road, we have to walk for four days and four nights before we can reach the place where we work. It is really the way to the stars and the moon, the food is open, and the clothes are covered with yellow dust, the truck was bumping with dust-filled homesickness and spring sorrow, which filled the grassland. I took off my a hood and looked up at the sky with the dust on my face. The proud eagle sculpture, bearing my eyes and the homesick spring sorrow, circled over the grassland. Alas! When I arrived at the hinterland of the grassland, the grass was not green yet. A few pieces of residual snow and a lot of yellow flowers covered my chest. There was no green grass. The herdsmen had not come to graze cattle and sheep yet. The empty grassland, only a hint of spring breeze swept through alone. Faded the dusty robe, washed the mud on my face, carried my geological bag, picked up a round and pointed geological small hammer, took my geological team members and the thick spring sorrow, dissolved into the vast yellow. Although the grassland is vast and broad, the emptiness is so mellow and loneliness is so pure. Our geological team members are so small. If the grassland is compared to the Yellow Sea at this time, we are not as small as a drop of water. Spring sorrow is small, spring sorrow is weak. For several days, when we came back with sunset glow, the grass was green, the herders came, and the cattle and sheep also came. The old felt room, like XINGX, was scattered on the green grass, every felt room is full of beautiful dreams. The old story was still carried on the shabby Leech, which creaked and the long and sad sound of horse head string instrument echoed melodiously on the grassland. Spring sorrow is still the spring sorrow, just changed the color. Along the road that I walked back and forth for ten years, I walked out of the grassland with the homesickness and spring sorrow that I couldn’t wipe away. It was also in the spring that I met her. She is brilliant. She is not as rough and bold as a prairie girl. No prairie girl rides a horse and runs a grassland a fine poise. She will not burn Buffalo chips of fragrant milk tea like a prairie girl. However, she has a beautiful face like a prairie girl and a pair of big talking eyes. She has the same hardships and hardships as a prairie girl. She has the same thrift as a Prairie Girl and the same tenderness as a prairie girl, it has the same understanding as grassland girls. Therefore, I am willing to talk with her about the troubles in life. She can always tell the right and wrong in life clearly, and put the shortcomings in life that belong to me, such a tactful and peaceful way, the feeling of consideration and help always makes me feel extremely ashamed. Her clear and lingering stream once washed my worries and sorrows and moistened my soul that was about to be impatient. She is in the far south, but our love seems to be close at hand. Even so, I can’t repay her comfort and caress to me. It is difficult to see you again. Helpless! Missing has become a different kind of spring sorrow. But this spring sorrow Yingman the happiness of missing, as well as the tenderness and lingering in my dream, which makes me remember forever.

Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

If you are well enough

At the ends of the Earth, how many emotions have never been told, but they have been covered by prosperity, covered by years, with incense burner table ink, red makeup and light dance, and bead curtain roll. It is extremely luxurious to have a look. The peach red and green willows in March were buried with deep lovesickness, full of quiet and lingering paths, and the clouds in the sky also told us until death. A person keeps quiet alone, disconsolate and cold night, looking for tasteless remarks. I was unable to drive away the breeze in my ears, let the long hair raging between my eyebrows, and the deep melancholy on my low cheeks, all of which were covered with golden confusion by the sunset glow. I think I can go away with the passage of time, the breeze, and cheer in the sea of flowers all over the mountains. No, I have already melted into the paper with the pen and ink flowing from my fingertips. The Lovesickness paved with letter filled the years and slowly disappeared just now. Who is staring at the Central China of whose splendid year, and who is waiting in whose vicissitudes? Will be a little bit of thought, bloom into a lush look, will be stacked memories, folded into yellow paper, green lights, darkstory, who is at whose fingertips light away desolate, smoky rain red dust, firmly believe that: flowers bloom for more than one season, sitting in the heart of the world, looking at the missing, thousands of gentle feelings, turning into a dream of the end of the world……. May Feihong stop whining, bring a message of care, cross the clouds, and reach the hot heart. May the swimming fish hold off swimming and diving, place a love talk, and turn over the river; You said, don’t open the dusty memory easily, I said, everything is too late, I am already blue and white hair.

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

A game, a dream

We walked in the big world, leaving indelible footprints on the mountains, mountains, rivers and waters all the way. The heart of the wind and dust was covered with snow, rain and wind and frost. It turned out that we had nowhere to escape from such an empty world. We could not find a wall with no wind to resist the erosion of time, and the wounds were engraved in the depths of our hearts. We are all unruly children, and a determination is indestructible. Since we have come to the world, we must write down the chapter book Life to beauty. I don’t want to be unprecedented or extravagant. I just want to write a story like water in the time of circulation. This heart is enough, because there is me and you. ———- Inscription night, not coming, the surrounding is filled with cold and penetrating cold. Sitting alone by the window, turning on the light, holding a cup of hot tea with light smoke in hand, swallowed the heat of the mouth, and reached the bottom of my heart all the time, not for the dry lips, just to melt the winter hidden in my heart. Every time in such a quiet time, loneliness is always uninvited, encircling the chaotic night, and then occupying the commanding heights of the soul. When the unrestrained music kept falling back to my ears, the rhythm of ups and downs also touched the heartstrings and touched an inch of short long thoughts. Therefore, you can’t help passing through your mind again and again like a glimpse of light. You will get into your heart from the gap of memory and let the lonely sea roll up the waves again, those layers are still happy injuries. Outside the closed window, you have gone far away. With those old days of losing, you have traveled step by step and disappeared into the vague past. Maybe fate has already been doomed. Our story is just a paragraph with no flowers and fruits, but a meeting with the missed Pingshui, it’s just that the beauty of the rich sight of the mountain and water along the road is used to too many parts in the world. A scene of flowers bloom into paintings and a scene of flowers fall to weave scenery. However, during the journey of love between you and me, when we draw the next sentence at the time of separation, we can’t walk out of a leisurely pace and bear the heaviest burden. After all, we can’t afford to let go, A trade-off makes people so embarrassed and so difficult. Maybe the city of love has no way out. In that most beautiful time, you walked through my time, and I sent you all the way with a smile. The closeness between heart and heart only makes the four seasons warm like spring, affection and love dependent and dreamy obsession. Once we fly with all our strength, we will fall in love with the romantic blue sky. Fortunately, I lost my life. Can’t stand the wind and rain of a night, love has been fragmented and scattered all over the ground, and the injuries aroused are like flying flowers in the mud Fender. The dream woke up, you walked firmly like iron, we ended up in the ebb and flow, a game made a dream. Those footprints before and after the moon are doomed to not be able to dance a life that is desolate and old. I had known that a fearless effort would form bitter and sour fruits in the golden season. Then, why should we care so much about the bleak autumn wind shaking it down? In the vast sea of people, no one will be whose forever, but he cannot escape the fate that is only a passer-by and destined for nothing. Perhaps, our deep true feelings will never grow old. The old ones are only the years on our heads; The blood in our chest will never freeze, and the cold ones are only the promises we made lightly. The ship board of Time is wobbling, and it can’t carry too much trauma in life. When everything was calm and calm, a moving heart gradually returned to the original silence, leaving only the thick and colorful fragments remaining in the dream and being read repeatedly, the scattered fragments cannot piece together the complete fairy tale of love. The love between you and me comes in a hurry and goes in a hurry. Like the menacing bonfire in the long lonely years, the bright and hot light also warm our cold and silent hearts from time to time. Those passages that can’t be repeated, weave our not only glorious people, but also romantic and abundant life. Although leaving many regrets, which makes people sigh, it is enough for us to carefully reflect and miss our whole life.

Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Lose to love 1

[◆ There is so much warmth in my life. I gave it all to you, but you left me. How can you tell me to laugh at others later?].] To be honest, there is so much warmth in my life. I gave it to the one you left in the past. But you replaced it with someone else’s smile. How do you ask me to trust others again? I pretend to be arrogant in front of many people, but I can do anything for you in front of you. I am willing to lower my head and admit all the mistakes to you, even if you scold me any more, I am willing. Why did you leave? Why did you leave? What you said yesterday is invalid today? Goldfish can have seven seconds of memory, yes, but you can’t have only one hour of memory, can you? Do you feel good leaving me? Are you Aquacome? Do you love me? Do you love me? Why did you leave? Why? The first meeting was so beautiful. It was just an afternoon in a restaurant that I sat on each other’s table completely ridiculously. Then it started. What happened afterwards? What a great thing about traveling together, working together, traveling together and shopping together? Cut a short paragraph and read it, which is also full of sweetness. Don’t you think what you did later was too cruel to you and me? You can choose not to pay for my good. If this is true, I will really hug you in tears. But the truth is: what is it that you walk away for my rich life? I can have no money, I can’t live without you. Life after losing you is worse than that of the poorest fishermen. Yeah. You’re pretty good. The day after you broke up with me, you were with my enemy. Do you feel comfortable when the love I have agreed with you is regarded as a joke by the world? Do you love me? Do you only miss money? Why did you leave me and follow the rich away? Yu Jing. I still love you. From now on, I will take you back a little bit. Until you return completely. Broken

Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Love

A person’s heart is so cold

On that day, your smile was as bright as smoke and flowers. My wife, I will love you forever in the future. I will raise you all my life. The man you love knelt down on one knee and stared at you with eyes, making a promise that seemed to be a lifetime, your eyes are wet.

You believe that it is a blessing to deliver your life to such a perfect man, because in front of him, he has a simple and honest appearance and a sincere heart to himself. He, he is the second generation of an official, with a rich and enviable family situation. He acts as an organ, and he is honest and honest. However, you were just a temporary worker in the court at that time, with a small salary. Although your father was a municipal leader, even a senior child, your love seemed to match, it is really enviable.

You, in the witness of love, are officially married as husband and wife, a perfect match, enviable. Living with my father-in-law feels very warm. You find how spoiled he is. Even my mother-in-law said: you, don’t expect him to wash socks. You smile, this is normal. He is the only son in the family. It is normal to get used to it. Therefore, as a wife, he is obedient to her husband and filial to her parents-in-law, she is a good wife and daughter-in-law in others’ eyes. He is a good husband and son-in-law in others’ eyes.

One year after your marriage, you are looking forward to a baby’s cry. With the crystallization of your love, your daughter, a family of three, is so enviable. His career is also good for continuous reporting, promoted to the official level, family, your feeling, really can only be described in two words, beautiful.

However, as his daughter grew up, his temper grew gradually. Sometimes, a small quarrel unexpectedly stopped talking for two or three months. He also went home because he was busy with work. You, you can only be a good mother and a good daughter-in-law. You can still understand him.

On that day, the night was already deep. When you went to the toilet at night, you found that the toilet door was closed and there was a sound inside: Hey, I saw your light was still on. It’s okay. I just miss you, haha, of course it is true! At this time, he was lying on the floor, holding his mobile phone, saying such a thing, you, didn’t say anything, quietly, went back to the bedroom.

You, with sincerity, maintained this family. After another three years, your relationship with your father, your work was transferred to the government, and your salary was several times higher than before, he was also promoted to Zhengke. At this time, he was successfully promoted to the director. He was young and promising. It was a late night. You slept beside him. Let’s divorce. Your heart hurts. He, but the corners of the mouth rose well, and the agreement was divorced.

I have to say that he has always been a man with a chicken intestine heart in his lower abdomen. Your honesty has long been unable to keep his heart. You started to learn Buddhism. You have seen everything. He wants you to leave your home, your brother came forward and left a house for you. Daughter, he wants to take it away. You are speechless. How can a man who has lived together for so many years be so cruel? You, just want to be free as soon as possible, in a hurry, I signed it.

After some time, my daughter told you that my father fell in love with an aunt, and you were speechless. She only told her daughter not to fight against her aunt for fear of her being wronged, not to mention that aunt, there is still a husband’s wife, he, ruthless, you, completely cold heart, at this time, you hug your daughter and say: children, mom and dad love you, you, you can’t say that he is not in front of the child, although it is cold….

Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Jinrust heart language

The heavy door has been opened for half a year. My loving life is here! The Dancing Girl, she is not as unruly as the secular eyes! The fragrance of books in the old garden is always immersed in the spleen of people’s hearts, and the sky always sprays sunshine in the trees in the morning. Li Yang oblique Xu is always like this! The girl also lay on the cool chair, reading page by page, reading the outline of the years, and experiencing the pictures of the years! Loafers are always reluctant to give up in sadness, but the heavy feimen closes again, hiding all the glory and disgrace of half the world! Set foot on the persistent dream-seeking road, the shallow grass can’t live without horseshoe, and the wind and rain are ethereal! Why are the eyes hidden under your filament black hair like a blue wave, delicate and attractive, in obscurity! As if you could see the floating algae from it, as if you smell a handful of green mud in the pool! It feels really good. If you dream, you are like crazy! But this is just common sense! Your beauty is far better than this. The enchanting figure is like a pulse to a hill rising to falling. Your delicate facial features are incomparable in the world. If you have to speak, I have to say, you let Xi Zi envy, let ghosts pity, and let the world worship the skirt but can’t afford it! The time in a hurry is like water, and the rascals who beat here in a hurry will always sigh at the moon! Cherish nothing like your beauty, the pain of life! The river hit by the moon is like an iceberg. The lonely temple in the Iceberg always shows the most sensational rhythm in the boundless and elegant season, and the owner of the lonely Temple is your beauty! The night was gradually not depressed, and the drunk pot was filled with wine. The sky would fall down to the fairy spirit, and it was tactic deployment. At the same time, the sky turned over, and the four worlds of the river poured into the world, which was spectacular and heroic! The falling flowers in Yixi will always understand feelings, stick to you selflessly and feel the warmth that is difficult for thousands of years! The bell and drum are ringing under the Temple of the Bodhi. The people you meet in the distance are already like water overflowing barrels, and they are in a hurry! How can the messenger of the pure heart understand the heart of the world, only Jin Jing recited! The lamplight is not hard to read, but the cave house is wedding candle. The sea has changed dramatically. It is easy to change in spring and autumn. There are many times in the world, and it is difficult to violate the righteousness and righteousness. Humanity is that people’s world love only requires people to live and death. Like Dragons flying and Phoenixes Dancing has its own way, alone here! The past is like the accumulation of all generations, and tonight’s glory is the most! The drifting deep path is already a bird coming and flying! Ye Tiao Chihiro, looking at Jinkou, the center of Baihe River is empty, which makes the mud become a statue, and you can’t help crying! The same month in ancient and modern times is like one heart, drunk and drunk, and the disabled in the moon is painful! Sorrow comes from all ages. You sing and I sing Yin! If you have the same lover, why don’t wild geese come and go there, flying dragon boat, fast paddle, a dream of seeking the river, everyone is good in Jiangnan, the scenery is old, I have a dream, Jiangnan has? Thousands of years of debt are exhausted in this world! Du Yu lamented that in the lonely Temple, the bell came to the water! Pain! Why are you out of the house? I don’t have to be unkind once. How can you let me eat it? I want to take out my heart and let you touch it! Drizzle railing, really painful. Falling Flowers also refused to let go, floating and losing before my painstaking efforts! In this life, I thought I would take you with both hands to spend the spring and autumn of this life, watch red, blue, green and purple, taste sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, but I don’t want to, just the magic spirit comes out, I am arrogant! Today, the blue silk is white, standing alone on the Fox Bridge, the river is silent! The moon shed a layer of sherbet, hitting my heart, laughing at my madness! The bed was cold in the night and day. When I wanted to fly into the cold, no one wore that suit for me any more! My thoughts are not smooth, only when I am drunk, I will occasionally recall your red face and lips, light yarn Xiaoluo! Longitudinal a song of emotional appeal, who is happy, little butterfly, read the past, you and me, the music of the drums, and the boat looking at the Jingmen River waterfall, how natural and unrestrained! Just because of your official position, marriage has long been trapped by people, and I can’t love myself, but you and I are both happy, and we are together, and we swear to fly with each other and spread our whole life! I want you to resist the father’s life, live up to our oath, compete to find the Buddhist temple, in order to become a monk, to get rid of the earthly force! Who is the only one missing? But now, tears are like rain, you and I are a monk and a sentient being! Lovesickness is suffering, seeing family lovers, I have another layer of envy! In this world, I don’t have to be in love. Since there is no fate in this life, I will listen to fate! Looking at the afterlife, I don’t know whether to turn butterflies to fly and live together in love nest. This rain is soft and long, and this thought is winding and winding! The woman I first loved, how are you?

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

In the next life, I would like to be a fish

Xu Zhimo said: Someone told me that fish’s memory was only 7 seconds. After 7 seconds, it did not remember the past and everything became new again. Therefore, fish in that small fish tank will never feel bored. I would rather be a fish and forget everything after 7 seconds. The people I met and the things I did can disappear, but I am not a fish. Can’t forget the people I love, can’t forget the pain of caring, can’t forget the pain of lovesickness, narandde said like a fish drinking water, know whether it is cold or warm by oneself. This sentence sounds so light, but it hurts like that. I often think that if I am a fish and live in a sea, I am carefree and free. There is no daily annoyance, no trifles of life, no secular love, hatred, love and enticement of fame and wealth. It is just a fish that lives between heaven and earth as a fish, what kind of mood should it be? Throughout his whole life, narandel was born gentlefolk, and his father was the prime minister of Naran Pearl who was famous for a while and full of power. However, he was even more expensive as a guard with a knife in front of the Royal Court. He was only 20 years old, and the official Juzheng was the second product, it can be said that he was young and promising, but it was such a man who made countless men, women and children envy and swept thousands of young girls, but was praised as a sad man through the ages by Wang Guowei, the first talented son in the late Qing Dynasty, his father also lamented why my child was so sad? Drinking water like fish, know whether it is cold or warm by oneself. Perhaps, not many people can understand the true meaning of his “drinking Words”, and no one can peep into the soul of this immortal genius. In that bend of water, there are three or two fish swimming, qingxi Bibo, the teenager standing beside the well, has all the grief and feelings in his heart. Perhaps, some people said that his young wife lost, his heart was depressed and hurt, and he could not be solved; Perhaps, he had one thousand reasons for sadness; Perhaps, he was a fish, like a fish drinking water, know whether it is cold or warm by oneself. Xu Zhimo said that the memory of fish is only 7 seconds, and after 7 seconds, everything will be restored to the starting point, so the fish will never feel bored in the fish tank. Maybe he would like to be a fish, A fish that is never sad, a fish that lives in a fish tank but can come forever. He met her and achieved her world in April. A love myth that has been passed down so far, let me look back at their love again. In that time of years, his meeting with her was like an accidental rub in the vast red dust, once we met each other in a strange way, and once a thousand turns were only for the true feelings we met, which made their two hearts tightly lean together. Xu Zhimo once said that walking, it was scattered, and the memory faded; Looking at it, it was tired, and the Starlight was dark; Listening to it, it woke up and began to complain; Looking back, you disappeared, and I suddenly messed up. Reading the words as thin as the sand between the fingers, the heart hatches in a burst of softness, and the blooming season of a tree blooms at the fingertips. He and She, like a pair of parallel wire and a pair of kapok trees, stood quietly on both sides of the road, always separated, but dependent on each other, as if they were a railway track, never crossing the point, but it can last for a long time, with the mood of waiting for a tree to bloom to protect the beauty in his heart, without complaint or regret, without desire or desire. If you really love someone, you want her to breathe freely, it is also a lasting emotion. He would like to be a fish. After 7 seconds, I forget everything. The people I met and the things I did can disappear, but I am not a fish. Can’t forget the person I love, can’t forget the pain I care about, can’t forget the pain fish of lovesickness said to the sea: you can’t see my tears, because my tears are in the water. Hai double Fish said: I can feel your tears, because you are in my heart. Reviewing the lines of this ancient “fish sea legend” again, a burst of beautiful pain rose in my heart. Sea and fish, a pair of lovers who always stay together, a pair of lovers who blend with each other, can understand each other’s tears because he is in her water and she is in his heart. Fish can’t jump as much as possible after leaving the sea, and the sea becomes a bay of dead water after leaving the fish. Like a couple in love, snuggling up to each other and helping each other, like a pair of hedgehog snuggling up to each other to keep warm. It is easy to stab each other when they are too close, and they are too far away to feel warm, therefore, we must keep the most appropriate distance to become eternal. Drinking water like fish, know whether it is cold or warm by oneself. I think, fish drink not a mouthful of water, but a heart, a heart of know whether it is cold or warm by oneself. We meet each other, know each other, love each other and stay together. In this process, only we know that love has no shadow, can’t be seen or touched, but you can feel it in your heart. The Love called Love, thousands of words can’t describe your beauty; The love called love, if you are every drop of water I drink, your smile, your little bits and pieces merge with my heart. In the bunker of the soul, you snuggle with each other and keep your white head together. If there is really an afterlife, I would still like to be a fish, a fish without sadness, only happy. In the mountains of Qingxi style, breathe freely and jump freely. The legend of each other may have been forgotten, and the indifference of forgetting each other has already withered. I am still me, a memory of only 7 seconds. I don’t understand heartache or sadness, only a happy fish. If there is really an afterlife, I would like to be a fish. Meet you in green hills and clear waters, don’t ask the past, don’t look back, no matter the future, only in the flower, and you mandarin ducks playing in the water, no longer sad, no pain, only me and you, after 7 seconds, new encounters, new starts, no nodes. If you can make a fish in the next life, you are still willing to wait for you at the ferry of spring return. The reason why the fish took the bait was that it fell in love with the fisherman. The reason why I appear in your dustpan all over is that I fall in love with you quietly. Will you save me like Zhang Ziyou in the Green Willow and white Dyke, put it into the Qing pool of rippling wave, make a beautiful dust border, make a meeting in the afterlife, and fold a flying paper crane? In the next life, I would like to be a fish, one with only 7 seconds of memory. Never look at your eyes, never blur your cheeks, and always be so fresh. Like the preservation period of love, if you can keep the beauty when you meet all your life, then marriage is no longer the grave of love. You will always be the best in my eyes, and I will always be your heartbeats, you have long hair fluttering for me, and I promise you that your white hair will fall down. You and I will never be lonely, because every time we meet each other is a new life. If there is really an afterlife, I would like to be a fish, often accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lamp. In the the lotus pond of Guanyin Bodhisattva, I recite a true Sutra, a sandalwood, and listen to the fansong all night, just for the feather of the Immortal, keep you safe

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