Love has been lost for years, paying tribute to you one by one, my seamless wife

I am still the same place as the lone swallow in pairs. Such a day. Such a time and such a number of years. You have stayed here for a long time. You don’t want to walk with me any more. Your Grave has not added new soil for a long time. Like a bald and abrupt avatar. Your full forehead is covered with weeds, covering your beautiful face. I can’t see it. The wind and rain washed away year after year. The wild wind blew, killing the memory cruelly. I cried in the wind. I don’t know how many years I can live, so I don’t know how many times I have to repeat such a scene in my life. You are like a hibernating pupa. This makes me give up all the sleep time and open my eyes to accompany you to look at it. I think you can’t sleep. It is already a bad habit for me to pay for the order. People say it is not easy to get happiness. But you made our happiness so simple. Come easily and go to sorrow casually. You can’t spin-dry dear, I can’t even say you. You are playing a naughty game with me willfully and a rain of grief in heaven. You seem to have exposed your toes after washing with tears, dear. This adds sadness to the clear sky. I am by your side at this moment. Left or right. I hold your tombstone. I touched your name. I don’t want to cry out. Your online name is happy to keep you like this for me in this life. But this kind of happiness of mine is painful and cannot be compared with others. At this moment, I am so close to you. My lover. I know you sleep in a dream but I can’t get in. I can hold your hand. When spring blossoms, it is still so cold? It’s the same temperature as my chest. Talk to me. Tell us that our love cannot last long. Talk about how the body and soul are transformed. I think your smooth and delicate body has been corrupted into soil. It must be. Because the love we once had can no longer keep fresh in my heart. I am actually worthy of our agreed love. In the bustling and boring world, I have not been able to keep you as jade. I think you will be the solitary wild goose of another world. We fly solo in both yin and yang circles. You don’t have to forgive me for this, dear. You can hate me, cry and scold me. Curse me with a spell you have never used. Why don’t I talk to me? Honey? Come out and talk to me. Why do you look like a dead man, darling? Look, I’m angry. I sat in front of you like this. Half a cup of residual wine and a wisp of cigarette. I just want to have a good sit-down with you. As a wife, why did you leave your husband behind? You know the impermanence of the three classes. Do you know that abandoning hair knot is the biggest non-women’s way? I offer such a grand sacrifice to you and our love. In fact, I should have been indifferent to such deep-rooted feelings. Soft and kind you ended our love so cruelly. You always said let me be a big tree, but you know how eager I am to lean against a grass because the scene of my farewell to you is too grand, so why don’t you come online when you go there instead of coming back? Do you want to remain invisible to the grave forever and not see me?

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