Sunny days

Sunny days are doomed to be in a comfortable mood. The joy of wandering on the face cannot deceive others.

By chance, I met you, and your looking back took away my first heart. Therefore, I am looking forward to meeting you again in my spare time.

Time always pays off. I found you in a crowded bus on the way home from work. The beating heart can’t restrain the emotion I want to vent, prompting me to follow all the way, and what I can’t hide is my confession to you. Happily, you and I live in a community together. I resent myself. I didn’t find out early, and I was glad that it was not too late to be timely. In this way, I spent all my time meeting you unexpectedly, waiting and looking forward to it. I also believe that one day we will meet each other.

There is always something to gain when waiting for a purpose. Once, I found that you entered the supermarket. I entered gambol and searched around the shelves. Finally, you were caught by my sight. We can’t miss any more opportunities, we must create events, break up your obstacles and let you know that I am waiting. Seeing your focus, I deliberately knocked the things in your hands to the ground. Unexpected events often happened, but polite and courteous smile made you have the first impression on me.

In the following days, I was very diligent. I changed more clothes and found that I washed my face more often. I wiped oil, combed my hair and paid attention to myself, but I was lost in sweetness and couldn’t extricate myself. On the day when the sun was very good, I quietly lost my previous joy and suppressed a kind of unspeakable anxiety in my heart. In the sun, I hold an umbrella, looking forward to the rain.

God will also give a chance to a thoughtful person. This time, we get to know each other.

Rain was really moved by me, looking forward to the romantic story in the rain. I waited at the place where I got off early. Meeting you was the prelude of nature. I said it was just in a community, so let’s go together. Don’t get wet and hurt your body. I can see that you smiled and nodded, and my heart was filled with great excitement. Most umbrellas favor you. Naturally, the rain drags on me, but you haven’t seen it from beginning to end, and you still smile like that. I saw you at the door of the building. You nodded and thanked me. I shook my head and waved my hand. We broke up with a smile. When I got home, I was so excited that I regretted my haste and forgot to ask for your phone number. I had to look forward to the next meeting.

In the morning, it was sunny again. I didn’t seem to like this weather, but I was in a good mood today. I was surprised to find that you were there when I went out and took the bus. I looked back and smiled at me. You said, you waited here early and missed a bus on purpose, then you pulled me on the bus with a smile, sat together and talked to each other. My inner cry, my inner chaos. The time along the way was too short. I got off one after another and left my own phone. At this time, I stretched out my hands to embrace today’s Sun.

In the days to come, we have more opportunities to meet, and almost all of our days. One day, you smiled and asked me, how did you bring an umbrella on that rainy day? How did you know that we lived in a community together. I smiled mysteriously, but you answered for me, saying that this was an early arrangement and a premeditated opportunity. In fact, you have already known that laughing at me is old-fashioned. Ha ha, anyway, I didn’t waste my tricks in vain.

The following days are sunny days.

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…

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The real US

I have never felt so strongly that I want to express my feelings and fragments of life to my heart. This feeling crept from the left side of my body to the tip of my nose, if you are not careful, it will come out with the water in your eyes. This full state made me begin to dislike my imperfect right hand and left brain. Today, your arrival has intensified this fullness. We met like strangers and walked across a distance like friends. My vest was soaked with sweat and dried by body temperature, the trembling of cold silk changes the warmth of spring. I am really hated the embarrassment after a long farewell. Under a tree of White seven Li incense, we held our hands, just like holding the hands of our friends when playing games when we were young. Did the embarrassment disappear? I don’t know. I just said deliberately that this the balm of flowers is hard to smell and disgusting, but yesterday I seemed to have said such a sentence to others, and it seemed that this was the smell of rejection in my memory. You didn’t look at me, just said, I think this flower is very fragrant. I didn’t say anything, thinking that people are different after all. I am not qualified to force our perception of taste to be the same. The taste I abandoned, someone received it and found a little belonging, it was not too cold (but he passed by so briefly). The light from the corner of my eye caught a glimpse of the shallow wrinkles on his side face, with the gaunt smell of illness a few days ago, A few small bumps on the thin right cheek that were about to fall down shook my head uncomfortably to hide when I saw my eyes. I take my eyes back, because I don’t want you to find that I have looked at you like I am now, and I am not used to the response between your eyebrows. We hold hands, familiar people come from the opposite side, I throw your hand to cater to others’ curiosity about you, I am also curious, curious about how these familiar people suddenly came towards me, and I also made a little embarrassed look. I threw away your hand for these! And that familiar person disappeared in the back of me and you, dark, no turning back, no looking around, I only know that when I meet again next time, there must be another familiar person asking me about you curiously, just to know what kind of goods I can afford to use. I stopped imagining and began to speculate that the previous embarrassment returned to your finger. I held your hand tightly and told you that the six petals lined with blue dots on the white background turned out to be flower-de-Luce, as long as you look carefully at its leaves, they are really like feathers on the tail of birds and like a fan stretching open. You are not as surprised as I knew this secret before, but the tone of speaking with me has changed, suggesting that you have known this secret that does not constitute a secret for a long time. I lowered my head and looked at the elf dancing under the shadow of the tree. If it wasn’t for Iris tectorum words, I thought I wouldn’t use the word elf, they are an ordinary white flower land that I pass by every day, and I have not pulled out a evil idea planted in my own flowerpot. I am a little lost, is it because you didn’t show that I was broken into the mysterious fantasy of flower-de-Luce before? Or is this white flower land showing its hypocrisy? But we, we, when will we become the real US

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…

In the spring of a season, we will be together for Qing.

Looking back once passed by, when I met you in this life, my life was gorgeous and colorful. The attachment after that meeting was as delicate as the gentle breeze of Yangchun, deeply tightened each other’s hearts. In the silent circulation of time, that moment becomes a beautiful memory. At the first sight, each other’s wisp of tenderness was like a boat, finally finding the harbor of berthing. From then on, the heart was no longer lonely and confused. The day of love was as beautiful as the blooming flowers in spring. When I returned to the first place, I had been together for more than a year, seemingly short but long, have you ever left an intoxicating smile on the other side in this season? I still remember the joy you bloomed in the flowers of that season, which was the key to through your eyes each other. I only hope that the joy of this season will stay in my heart forever. At this moment, gently tap the laughter of love and let it live in this season’s flowers and make it beautiful forever. The crowd looked for him QbAidu, but the man was in the dim light. It was known that you were the yi ren I was searching. The romantic date, the fingers of a long time, tightly clasped each other’s deep love heart; The affectionate look at each other, the long-time dependence, seemed to see the expectation once; Gentle language, refreshing, listening to the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai’s butterfly flying on that day. Time is like a song, taking away the dribs and drabs of life, and the hurried steps are like a runaway horse, running for tomorrow, the scenery that once passed by, running in the sun, waiting in the wind and rain is so fast for me. In this season of Jinse spring, there are always too many sweetness and warmth between you and me around each other. I once remembered a poem like Tagore whose eyes were raining for her, but her heart was holding an umbrella for her. It undoubtedly explains the true love without complaint or regret, which is the resonance generated by mutual induction. For Yi, people are Haggard, and the belt is getting wider and wider without regret. Along the way, in the world of mutual love, the heavy and sweet love is always romantic and happy. Fireworks are easy to be cold, and there is quicksand between fingers. That is just a temporary wording. In fact, love can bloom forever, and love will definitely shine in my heart for a lifetime. The red dust has you, the red dust has love, the heart and the heart are intertwined, the love and the love are linked together, the two hearts are happy, this love lasts forever. But the insurmountable distance lengthens the time when we get together, no matter how many sizes we can’t measure, but the Hearts are intertwined with each other, which is destined to meet each other, the attachment of each other. The journey of love comes hand in hand, without asking the hot summer and cold winter, without asking the oath of eternal love, just for the common mutual dependence; Without asking for the dry seas and the broken rocks, just for the life forever. I will never let you turn around and make you happy in the spring of the next season.

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…

Think Alone in rainy night

A flash glided across the sky, counting the sound of spring thunder. The wind came at me with rain, and it was annihilated before it could dodge. Open the curtain of the house, which is very cold. The dark night sky swallowed everything, and the heavy breath suppressed me. I gasped and hissed. Perhaps, I am used to the silence of the past night. Such a night made me at a loss and there was no time to dodge. On the street, passers-by fled one after another. In front of the darkness, it seemed to be so fragile that the fear in the heart couldn’t help rising. The rain was falling and the wind was blowing. The disturbance of the world has long been silent. In a quiet room alone, there was a feeling of sadness. The rain hit the plantain and people stood cold windows. Desire wears the night, and fear of weakness. Study a pool of shallow ink, lay a sheet of white paper, hold a long pen, and write down the anguish in my heart. Peach, plum and fragrant garden, butterfly dancing room. In the past, I got drunk under the moon and couldn’t sleep this night. The night gets darker and the heart gets colder. A Floating Life in dream, like spring current. Flowers are like brocade, and fingers fade away. What can’t be grasped is a wisp of smoke, and what keeps cutting is sorrow. What is buried is time, and what is left is white temples. A trace of rain precipitated the sorrow of tonight, and there was no way to exclude it. A gust of wind cracked yesterday’s wound, when will it heal. Walking in the fleeting time, each other is a passer-. Just inadvertently, a kind of ignorant power, let you and I meet. Yes, sometimes I can’t help believing this feeling, which makes people obsessed. Even knowing that one day they will be separated, they will love each other. We all have the same fantasy and hope that we are the lucky ones. However, God can’t help himself. Perhaps, in this sentimental season, a red bean was planted for each other, and a Shibuya fruit was harvested in the season that should not be harvested. Aquacome, Fang knows the weight; Only when he is drunk can he know that the wine is strong. Sometimes, there is no need to deliberately pursue something. Sometimes in the life, there will be, no time, why bother to beg. What I care about is that shy time, people with you. What should I care about the result. If the heart is sunny, it is meaningless to be sad. The night lengthens the distance between you and me, and the years bury each other’s prosperity. At midnight on 2014.3.22

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…