Catkin touch clothes, meet a certain edge

Yousi soft series floating Spring Pavilion, falling Catkins light touch puff embroidered curtain. Sitting in front of the window, looking at the flying catkins outside the window, the poem in “funeral flowers” came to mind. When I smiled with a low eyebrow, I was also the daughter of that girl. My thoughts are graceful, like Catkins, I want to wander lightly and tactfully, wantonly in the world with the most elegant posture, and use the softest posture to brighten this season. Outside my window, the sky is as clear as the lake and as pure as a child’s heart. What I can’t see is not the sky, but the deep yearning in my eyes. Standing against the window, looking at the mesh curtains floating up, my eyes were confused. I didn’t know when it was the return date, and what was the reason for years goes by after saying goodbye. I only know that watching the sky full of Catkins outside the window, I am intoxicated in the country where catkins are flying. Feng Yansi said: tears are leaning against the building and there is a single language. Swallows flies. Will you meet each other? The spring worries are like Catkins, and there is no place to find in your dream. But I didn’t cry, but my heart was full of worries; I was silent, but words flowed repeatedly in my heart; I didn’t have any worries, but my thoughts were messy and I lost my thoughts. Deep in my eyes, I can’t see the face that I am dreaming about, but I am looking for the fate in my dream. Watching Catkins flying in front of the window, gently touching my purple curtain, like a dream, I couldn’t help recalling the figure in my dream. Stretch out his hand to catch a catkin, soft and boneless, and hold it into his palm. It was there quietly, breathing lightly, and let it fly away from my hand, integrating into the country like snow, you can’t distinguish the original appearance. Just like, I can’t identify your direction with the vast sea of people. Looking at their light flying figure, there is a lingering thought lingering in my heart, just like the long hair messy by the wind, the silk is pasted on my face, and there is a persistent idea. I just want to lift my hands lightly, stand on tiptoes lightly, dance with them, dance to the city, smile, and follow each other all my life. In this life, I stubbornly believe in the memory fragments left by the previous life. The entanglement and Lovesickness of that life are only for Junsheng, giving everything to him, and also going to a date that never gives up life and death, love in the Cape. In such a bright and dazzling season, my heart is full of melancholy, not for the passing of spring, not for the dying of red everywhere, just because I forgot the place where I agreed to meet you in the cycle, how should I find your face in this life. On the other side of this life, you cannot see flowers blooming or find your face. The emptiness and desolation of looking through the autumn water spread the whole heart. Have you ever realized that my attachment to you from previous life is still rich and undiminished? In the world, because of missing you, you can not be annihilated by the flood, but the love in your heart has long been rampant. As the seasons change, the memory is deep and shallow, and it is still connected with the thoughts in the heart. Although it is as shallow as water, it cannot be forgotten and cannot be stranded. I still stubbornly believe that the fate will not be easily dispersed, let alone missed. Have you forgotten my existence in this life? Have you worried about other women like me in this life? In this life, are you still looking for you like me in all living beings? I can’t control myself to miss, just as I can’t determine which site on the other shore you are waiting for me, or I have already forgotten in the past few years. I can only linger in the fragments of past life memories, grasping the fate that is slightly humble as time grows old, and the deep but vague love. Is this the so-called deep love? How can I hold your hand accurately when you rub your shoulders with me? From then on, you don’t have to look at each other across the bank. You can experience the desolation of prosperity and prosperity alone. You can watch the dim lights side by side and hold the long-lost warmth. At this moment, how much I want to set foot on the same path as you and find you. As long as you are still there, I am not afraid of waiting for the journey with thousands of rivers and mountains. Now, when the season falls like snow, I gazed and thought about it, lifted the curtain lightly, described your appearance in my heart, sentimentally attached, over and over again. I wish myself to be the flying catkins, and my beauty can float out without wind. When there is wind, I am also calm and calm with the occasion. I can fly freely between the sky and the Earth until I find my own home. And I will use the soft feelings like Catkins to look for you, come to you quietly, smile like a cigarette to you, telling the search and waiting that has gone through thousands of hardships and hardships across thousands of rivers and mountains. After that, I will be with you, holding the red dust, watching the flowers bloom, watching the sunset, watching us walk through the fleeting time with white hair. You, have you seen it? I look for your face on the way of this life, back and forth, never stop, silently and without words. If you see Catkins flying all over the sky on the road and touching your clothes lightly, please stop and hold them lightly, that is my deepest tenderness and attachment; if you see Catkins floating into your window before the window, please don’t close the window, that’s my way to find you; If you see Catkins falling between your eyebrows in your dream, please let your breath become more gentle, that is my unspoken words and pity for you. Therefore, don’t blame me for being careless. I have already hated myself deeply because of my incomplete memory. It is my greatest punishment and torture to be unable to hold your hands accurately. The love of previous life, the love of this life. My wish will fly with Liu Rong to your place, even after the wind and rain, I will find your face. I am already the catkin, soft and light, just like you first saw me. I am waiting to linger on your way. I only wish to touch your clothes lightly at the moment you pass by, meet a certain fate, and renew the attachment of my previous life with this life. Without your time, let the years change, I will still be quiet and safe; Without you, in the world, let the red dust surge in the sky, I will still be as simple as a heart; On the road without you, I am still smiling and smiling. I only wish you could remember the woman who danced lightly for you when the Willow color and Green were deep in the past life and the willow catkins were full of the city. In this life, I am still there, turning all my thoughts into Catkins all over the sky, looking for your footprints, just to meet you at the end of fate and brighten all your seasons. Written in 2014.5.3

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