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…

Iceberg love, lotus bloom

The lofty iceberg is far away to sigh your face; The snow is covered, and you are searching for your trace. The deep and shallow feeling of love opens in your heart. Over your boudoir, curtain yarn gently caress, red candle light tears, smell your lotus fragrance, it seems that the moon is no longer clear, but the heart is fixed at your moment, light darkstory, yingying drifted across my eyebrows, like the green water on the top of the Green Mountain, like the colorful clouds in the white clouds, echoing in the red dust for a long time.

Spring rain rippling, willows like silk, quietly wandering in front of your door, poetic flow for you, waiting for a moment when you look back gently, not afraid of the wind and dust you walked through bringing me into the night without you, I am not afraid that your slight smile will ignore me, and I only want to treasure your days.

Poplar blossom, dancing my young dream, the spring water is wet, wet through my dry heart, can not forget to have your time. The red dust turned around, but you couldn’t change your plain face, but you only introduced me to your home, dancing, blooming a white lotus in the clean Moss; The fragrance of books and songs, in the round jade bead, it drifts lightly. Open the bead curtain, your face suddenly turned in my heart, can’t wait for your poetry, go forward and pick up the pen, write the most beautiful music for you.

The rain fell on the top of the clouds and shed all my tears, expressing my years of pursuing you for thousands of years. Plum Blossom may regret that it is very far away, but it is like snow forever settling in my heart.

The handwriting is flowing and the spring breeze is ringing. I walked through your door and saw you and your old lover who you couldn’t forget for a long time. All my decisions collapsed in tears and I never met you from now on.

Maple leaves are so cool that they flow away alone in the long street. When you walk forward, the faint lotus fragrance wipes away the tears for me all night. I said that you are not the person I want, and your faint smile stagnated in the dark night, looking at your helpless expression, my heart can no longer refuse you.

The grass bursts, and the Bluebird refused to leave. Since then, you have never come back. The words of the red dust have not been written for thousands of times. The Songs of the past few years can’t finish your songs. The writing of that year is the end of the world, disappeared in the dream. You said we were a bright moon and a sun, and you lit me up with the light of your whole life. You said that one of us was a mountain, the other was a clear water, and you surrounded me in this life. But then you disappeared in the dark forever. I refuse to leave, waiting for you to be in the world.

The autumn wind rustled, chasing with tears, you fell in the snow peak, the Holy Snow Lotus remained your lingering warmth, the smile was stiff on your face, Snow Lotus in my heart, I understand, that is your best confession to me.

JS spring grass, walking through your grave, a thousand volumes of poetry, and the soft curtain are all your footprints.

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…