Sadness under the clouds (16

16 No one will laugh at a person’s pure love. Hugo said that there is a heart hidden under the stone, which has the right to love. Why does my heart under the stone have no right to love you. Why do you say something insincere? Do you know why you look at you? Your eyes will not lie. I know there is Tenderness hidden behind its conspiracy. 17 I have never loved you as an imaginary object since I met you for the first time. You are the final destination of my life. Do you know, you decide how many nights my sadness and joy are mixed, calling your name. The Voice in the deep soul is like a Konggu orchid, silently fragrant and devious. 18 you are the most difficult choice in your life. There are many people in the world who meet each other late. Misfortune comes to us. Although it is painful happiness, it is a kind of happiness that you meet, as long as my body has touched your fragrance and my body temperature continues your breath, will this become a reality? Your hidden trace can be found. 19 the whole day and night are thinking, what is love? Is it the trembling in my heart when I saw you at the first sight? Is it the breath of two hearts sticking together in my mouth kissing, is it walking hand in hand on the streets of the city at midnight in winter. If so, why has it never happened between us. 20 it was a few days when we met, and we felt like a few centuries had passed. Do you know that when we held you in our dreams and stroked your body, when kissing your lips, it seems to be the throb of life and the solidification of time. When I saw your eyes shining with tears, what a cold winter, the raging wind flying with snow, but how warm it was when I held you; Why should I forget you, what a cruel ice and snow. 21 A man walked on the road in the countryside. Far from the Madding Crowd, in the Yangtze River in January, green grass grew in the fields, green wild mountains and bamboos stood on the hillside, and deciduous trees dotted sporadically on the banks of the stream, the bright sunshine scattered in the four fields gives the Earth a warm breath. Stepping on the fragrance of soil, walking through the fields after the beginning of winter, walking on the railway tracks leading to far away places, along it, there are many beautiful scenery ahead. 22 my heart still can’t help thinking about you. In every late night awakening, the Sun and the sun will not see the King, but the heart will be as usual. Outside the city of Gu Su, Dream of the end of the world, the rock of Yuhuatai, do you know it, do you know it? In the Qimen House, in front of Wang Sun Hall, Chinese lute strings said lovesickness. How do you say that you will believe that there is a kind of feeling that is full of joy and grief from the vicissitudes of the sea and the changes, and you have seen the dawn of autumn turning gray. 23 walking on the streets of Nanjing, but I don’t know which corner will you appear on? Decided to leave Nanjing and walked through the city in such a hurry, even the parting words could not be confessed. Is this the arrangement of fate. 24 there is the smell of cooking smoke in the air, the Lantern Festival in February, the singing and laughing along the river, climbing the kite flying higher and higher, falling on the river in February, shining with sparkling light and swinging the curtain of spring. When I walked alone under the snowy sky at midnight, beside the most beautiful Qingshan Lake in Nanchang, I remembered you and our agreement to meet three years later. 25 life seems to be a aimless parade, but you find the place to stop. When I hold you, I think of others. Why? Although I have not had any physical contact with her so far, there is something called soul in the world. Forgive me and do not give you the most beautiful warmth in life, because my soul has not found the exit. Forgive me for making you cry again. I don’t know if I will think of you when I hold others one day. 26 How to accept a person’s love? It seems that no one can say clearly, do you agree with each other? It seems that you are Taikoo old; Do you have a heart to heart? It’s too strange. What is that? No one can define it. However, am I forcing you to accept my love? Why can you feel my love but cannot face it? Will the Apple you bite at a time blame you, just like the flowers on Valentine’s Day cry in the wind. 27 I like to walk on the street and watch my image projected on the glass window. Sometimes it is good-looking and mixed with rare praise; Of course, I can’t stop waiting for others to move forward. In this moment of self-pity, it seemed to find a shocking secret. 28 we like to write down the pain at the end of the world, branded with a lingering Memorial quicksand; About the distant era of happiness, strange cuckoo sang in spring; let’s wander on the rocks in summer and watch the waves flying in the wind. 29 How can I capture my heart like the sun in the daytime and stars in the night? But my destiny. Whether it is day or night, my heart presents you. Watching you walk along the gray stone street, get rid of the shackles of the end of the world step by step, takredo’s Requiem, ringing the sleepless Bell. No longer can we hold the promise of prejudice, meet like a swaying fire and sigh of wind; Lily hide in the arms of roses to save the ancient legends. If love really has no result, shaking vaguely separated. Loneliness is an invisible fire, burning my purity. 30 when Hyacinth blows all over the Earth, The Edge of Love solidifies on the broken pattern. After every meeting, you will disappear without a trace. You are so happily embraced, the soul of midnight, wet by the rain, flowing to the rivers and lakes.

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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…

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Lover dies, lover…