Clear words and write heart, light ink painting

A love can wait until the end of time, a love can be remembered for a lifetime, I miss all the days with you, that is the epitome of perfect love, if Miss has a voice, that is the musical note of Teana. ———– The life carefully decorated with love is gorgeous and perfect, warm and moved. All the years are colorful because of you, and the heart has no deadline. No matter how far away this life is, whether you are around me or not, I will accompany you to get drunk. There are countless lovesickness complaints and red notes in the flow of time. The smile is deep, the fragrance is far away, and the lovesickness songs can’t be played with a touch of keyboard. The words are like a spring. Can you ever understand the solution and beat the horse red dust, I am willing to listen to the voice of missing with a heart like water, and to warm the loneliness in prosperity with the love flower at my fingertips. Clear words write heart, light ink, no matter what kind of heart words, I always think missing is the voice of blooming, spring morning, summer Dew, autumn dusk, winter snow night, listen with listening, I will hear my thoughts about your heart, full and affectionate; Winter jasmine whispers, the dark fragrance of the Lotus, the persistence of Frost and chrysanthemum, and the precipitation of wintersweet are all moving songs, dip deep feeling into thick ink to outline a landscape and share the beautiful voice with you. I believe you will be moved. Red Dust, smoky rain, hazy affection, entering your world, missing is the knocking window of drizzle, I sing outside, you are inside, like loquacious glide, if there are bamboo leaves, it is a trace of throbbing deep in my heart and a continuous thought. The poet said that it was true to sneak into the night with the wind, and the feeling also sneaked into my dream so quietly. Coast to coast, my Xuan window has your lines of poetry, your long large table has my lingering chapter, and the red dust has no meaning, I would like to hold my son’s hand and accompany you for a lifetime. The barrier of thousands of rivers and mountains, you pass without regret, just for a short period of lingering; The indifference of the world, you pass by the wind, just to give me your warmth. Sit quietly at the lovesickness ferry and look at your direction. No matter how far the distance is, it will not be enough for us to live forever. Three thousand visitors will not be enough for your affectionate song. I like to look at the street lights with a smiling heart, and I like to look at your figure through time and space with warm eyes. Life is not flashy. If you are there, it is my peaceful home. Every night, missing is the feeling of a dream. Moonlight sprinkles the afterglow on your face through the curtain, sleeps with your name on your pillow, whispers, nostalgia and smile are written on your face. Who says that dreams have no appearance, if you say that there is no color in your dream, it is your eyes, full of tenderness, it is the colorful world that you dye with ink, and I have a life full of desire. Time is like smoke, flowers bloom and fall for several years. Although some days are short, they have a lot of happiness. Deep feelings have always been there. Love for thousands of years and keep for thousands of years, you are always the cause of my unwillingness. Holding the red dust and relying on you, gently dancing a tender feeling, playing the most real confession, the wind and rain in this life, accompanied by life is not lonely, the corners of the world, you are my home in the sea. Meet this life, meet the next life, long road of life, and the figure of supporting each other is willing to go forever. Light a pillar of incense, pray that I will still be the treasure in your heart in the afterlife, and devote my whole life to rely on you. There is a lingering taste in the crystal-clear long tone, and there is a pure love flower in the gorgeous or simple light ink. I will stand in your shadow with my whole life, dance your thoughts into your bones, you will be the body I can’t give up, spend time with my heart, and have a long life. Lovesickness is thick like wine, clear words are red and dusty, silk dots are drunk and dyed the bloom of youth, deep affection, love is strong, roll curtain, brush a flexible string, feel warm, looking for the scenery that belongs to you and me in life. You said, we still have a long way to go, waiting for us to weave together forever, waiting for us to help each other to see Xianyang, I understand that if we don’t give up in this life, we will answer. I held my thoughts in my palm and gathered them into the shape of my heart. I saw the sunshine through my warm fingers and sprinkled a happy reverie on my face. Put missing in the memory, that is the deepest and warmest corner, always drunk in the heart, always spread the most Spoony whispers. The Missing is engraved in the years, even if the wrinkles are all over the face, even if the white hair is dyed, the persistence will not fade, the smile is still, the heart is still. Putting an unspeakable move into the bookmark of life is a beautiful dynamic picture in my heart, Dancing with the wind of the four seasons, flowing with the river of time, and heading for forever with the sail of time. I am here, you are also there, the word is love, the deep love is poured into the eyebrows, and a sum of Sauvignon Blanc falls, that is, I miss your voice, the time is so long, I have never gone far when I meet, it is always spring in our hearts. This feeling can be learned from our hearts, and the rock has no transfer. There are countless chapters, only love is still, coast to coast, only missing constantly, singing slowly, the aftertaste is around the beam, no matter how long the time is, I still insist that you are the warmth of my life!

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I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and I live at the end of the Yangtze River.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and I live at the end of the Yangtze River. The sun is not seeing the King and drinking the Yangtze River water together. I fell in love with it more than 20 years ago. Like it to understand like words, overlap and loop; Like it to be catchy; Like it to have the facial expression and flavor of folk songs; Prefer its strong sense of picture, saying everything but feeling, the artistic style of full of intention and emotion. Every time I read this word, a picture like this appeared in my mind: a young woman, standing at the cliff at the head of the Yangtze River, gazed at the distance where the Yangtze River passed away, because at the end of the endless Yangtze River, there lived her sweetheart thinking day and night. Her thoughts for him are like the endless Yangtze River water flowing day and night, rolling eastward and never stopping. She carved him in her heart and missed him day by day, hoping to see his distant shadow in the lonely sail of the Yangtze River. Therefore, she watched in the Jiangtou day and day, petrochemical herself into Amah Rock, and kept the lingering love to the eternity of mountains and water. I know that she has been watching for thousands of years in this posture, not since I knew her, but because she has never changed. I seemed to see the Lovesickness in her bright eyes, which condensed into tears. In my eyes, I had never done it for thousands of years. She could not see her sweetheart, so she had to rely on this vast Yangtze River water to bring her thoughts. Can he receive it? He was sure to receive it. They drank the Yangtze River water together. Their Hearts had already been printed and their interest and interest had already been connected. He knew she was thinking about him, but there were many barriers in life, and he couldn’t satisfy her missing. Maybe he will go to sea to do business with his father and brother. This trip may take a year and a half, and there will be many storms and dangerous beaches ahead. He is also thinking about her, but men don’t say it. Men like to bury deep emotions in their hearts and express their love for their sweetheart with practical actions. Forced by his livelihood, he could not be greedy for her gentleness. He wanted her to live a happy life without worry, so he had to travel far away to make a living. From this, I thought of Li Bai’s “Changgan xing”: concubine’s initial reply, folding the play in front of the door. Lang rode a bamboo horse to get plum around the bed. In the long work of living together, the two children have no suspicion of guessing. Fourteen is the king’s wife, and the shame is not tasted. Bow down to the dark wall, thousands of calls will not come back. At the beginning of the fifteenth day, I would like to share the same dust and gray. Always hold a pillar letter, will you go to the platform. The 16th king traveled far, and Qutang was piled up. May is untouchable, and the ape is mourned in the sky. In front of the door, the green moss was born one by one. Deep Moss cannot be returned, and the autumn wind of fallen leaves is early. In August, butterfly came and flew to the West Garden grass. I feel this hurt my concubine’s heart, and I am worried about my old face. Get three buses in the morning and evening, and books and newspapers will be pre-released. It is not far to meet each other until the wind and sand grow. I know that the men and women I live in the head of the Yangtze River are lovers in love, and the men and women in changganxing are young men and women. Although the two women have different identities, but they all made love with each other because of the Yangtze River water. The taste of lovesickness has never been the same since ancient times, but different people are addicted to different depth. They are all thinking about their distant sweetheart and their safety. For men, it is their bounden duty to let their loved ones live a comfortable life, so they can live up to their lovesickness for their livelihood. In fact, why do men want to leave the warm harbor of their sweetheart? They have no choice but to live. For women, they only need a man’s heart, and as long as men have her in their hearts, she can not care about the amount of men’s money and the inferiority of their status; She just wants to be with her sweetheart and share weal and woe with him, cherish Our Love Forever. The parting wine was too bitter to swallow, but had to swallow. This bitter parting wine intermingled with the Lovesickness in the heart into a cup and a sweet chronic poison, slowly eroding the internal organs and organs of people until they fester and break their liver and intestines. It is clear that lovesickness is a road of no return, but how many people are willing to go through fire and water for it. Therefore, this woman made such resentment towards the Yangtze River Water: When did this water take off and when did this hate have already occurred. People say that the sea is less than half of lovesickness. There are still ends in the sea, and lovesickness has no side. She didn’t know that the long Yangtze River water, rolling eastward, would never stop or look back; And her thoughts were just like the endless Yangtze River water, endless, his sorrow is also like this long-standing Yangtze River water, which will never end. I only wish my heart is like my heart, and I will not live up to my lovesickness. Since we can’t stop ourselves from missing each other, we can only place our hopes on the other side. We hope that our sweetheart can be the same as ourselves, and we can keep our hearts tied to each other and live up to this sincere and profound emotion. It is the deepening and sublimation of the emotion of the whole word. This word writes the forever love in isolation, giving people the feeling of long river flow. Youyou Yangtze River water is not only a natural barrier that the two sides are separated by thousands of miles, but also a natural carrier that communicates with each other and sends love from afar. It is not only the trigger and symbol of Youyou lovesickness and endless hatred, it is also the witness of the eternal love and expectation of both sides. The author of this word is Li Zhiyi of Song Dynasty, the uncle of the character, the scholar of Gu Xi, and one of the doormen of Su Shi. His friendship with Su Shi is different, so his career is also bumpy. In his brief introduction, there is such a paragraph, Li Zhiyi, “there is no party with the promotion of Zhu”, saying: the fourth anniversary of a certain trip to Taiping, the first year of losing a son and a woman; The second year of illness, in spring and summer, he died badly; In the third year, his wife died, and his children saw him one after another; At the beginning of the fourth year, he was tinea sore and suffered from cold disease. After being granted a pardon to the official, he was awarded a doctor to the court. Without taking office, he still lives in the land of South gu xi in Taiping Prefecture. The South Gu Xi River in Taiyuan prefecture is the edge. He is a scholar of Gu Xi, after the stroke, it was buried in the rain peak caused by Yunshan in Dangtu Tibet. In just a few lines, it seems that I have seen a life cruelly slaughtered by the sharp blade of reality. I don’t know who the Yi Ren on the water side is; I don’t know if she is waiting for her sweetheart; I don’t know how her story ends. We only know that her lovesickness and the long Yangtze River water have flowed in the ci for thousands of years, but the CI forgot to give her a complete ending, so that she stood by the lovesickness Lake and watched for thousands of years. Because of this, how many men and women are in the red world, looking for the trace of her love, hoping to carve four unforgettable words for their love based on her love. Some people say that the weak water is 3,000, and only one ladle is taken to drink. But he ignored whether this ladle of water was the promise with him? If it is not the person who crossed the boat together, then this ladle of water must be tears; If there is a fate in this life, just miss a narrow period of time, then this ladle of water must be sour; Fate for three lives, we still need to meet in the red dust in the right time, but this kind of fate is the legendary fate of three generations and seven generations. Only by suffering from the sixth generation can we be perfect in the seventh world. The Yangtze River is rolling, the East is gone, the third life and the seventh life are stories in mythology, and we cannot control many things. Therefore, in this life, as long as we can drink the surging Yangtze River water together and walk through a period of red dust, there is no need to carve it with glitz. Whenever lovesickness rises, please send me to live at the head of the Yangtze River and at the end of the Yangtze River in your heart. The sun is not seeing the King and drinking the Yangtze River water together. 2014.1.24

Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

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Suddenly Looking back, love has passed through the smoky rain.

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Last night, when my good friend Xiao Zhao got married in the bridal chamber, someone suggested that every unmarried man and woman present must tell everyone loudly that they are happy or unhappy. I was very happy to answer the microphone with a smile like a flower. When the four words came out of the rain’s mouth, a haze in the sky of the rain’s heart instantly covered the original clear sky. Excuse yourself for stomachache and want to rest, the rain leaves in a hurry. As soon as my feet set foot on the road, the tears of rain slipped down unhappily. Flowing water, do you think I am happy? Sitting on the stone bridge, facing the river, the rain gently asked. If you are with moyoonjae, now you will surely holding flowers a smile in the quiet and good time, and you will listen to the sound of happiness peacefully in every corner of the Floating World. At that moment, Yu Shang heard his heart answer instead of flowing water. One thought, parted lives never parted love; One thought, coast to coast. Without Mo Yun’s figure, Yu Shang found that he could no longer play a tube of Chinese bamboo flute in a calm mood; Without Mo Yun’s voice, only then did Yushang find that he could no longer keep a happy heart alone with a calm and elegant heart. Countless lonely nights, the rain heart stepped on the memory covered with thick moss again and again, and walked to the former ink and smoke cloud through the shimmer of a firefly, imagining stepping into the beautiful dream again. When it was warm, the rain didn’t know that Mo Yun was his deepest waiting. When it was cold, the rain didn’t know that everything about Mo Yun was his deepest concern. Yushang, how happy you are! With a handsome and thoughtful man like Mo Yun, you must have accumulated virtue in previous lives. Once upon a time, almost all colleagues in the company said this to Yushang. In fact, Yu Shang has always known that Mo Yun loves himself, but after getting used to being loved by Mo Yun, Yu Shang unexpectedly forgot to cherish it. When love left, Yu Shang went to see and touch Mo Yun in the album over and over again, and then recalled Mo Yun’s kindness to himself carefully. I am a chicken. If you love me, you must carve a wooden chicken for me every season all the year round, and each chicken must have a different posture. Well, don’t worry! It’s hard for me! Once I looked at the bright wooden chicken on the desk, and the world of rain was full of spring flowers. Now, every time I saw the Eleven wooden chicken, a song of singing was floating in the ears of rain, flowers wither in front of the rain and the wind blows all night, blowing away who’s concern? A moment of cold, who’s heart was scratched? A curtain of smoky rain ran aground in whose brow? There was no sunshine in the lonely city of rain. Only the cold wind sang on the day with the thoughts of winter. The broken thoughts were because one night in early autumn, rain came back from training in Guangxi for five months, inadvertently opened Mo Yun’s drawer and found a wisp of black hair in a delicate pottery jar, although the hair was the same as that in the rain, but Yushang clearly knew that Mo Yun had no other girlfriend except himself, and he never gave him his long hair. At that time, the heart of Yu Shang swept through a burst of acid like a tide, without waiting for Mo Yun to explain, the rain snatched the door and rushed into the autumn wind of the night of Mother Night, crumpled the heart of the rain, and her pain was nowhere to be put. It turned out that the happiness was restrained, and there were flowers everywhere along the way. When I met thorns, I looked back again, and there were wind, Xiao and Ye falling along the way. That night, the deepest understanding of rain was that love couldn’t stand waiting, and the deep oath finally became the sigh in the wind. When the cloud is gathered, Mo Yun is the legend of his life; When the cloud is scattered, Mo Yun and himself will be the end of the world from now on. Since Mo Yun’s mobile phone number was pulled into the blacklist by Yu Shang that night, Yu Shang and Mo Yun became the most familiar strangers. In fact, there was no lack of followers around Yushang. Half a month later, Yushang agreed to be Xu Shiwei’s girlfriend. Xu Shiwei didn’t let Yu Shang down. Every date, he made Yu Shang feel different novelty like a magician, but Yushang didn’t know why there was always Mo Yun’s voice hanging around when she was with Xu Shiwei. She smiled and cried quietly every time, as long as she saw Mo Yun from a distance, yu Shang would hold Xu Shiwei’s hand tightly with a smile, or the little bird was deeply in Xu Shiwei’s arms like a person until Mo Yun completely disappeared in his sight. In the early winter, Yushang received Mo Yun’s wedding invitation. The words on the invitation were like swords, and the heart of Yushang was cut black and blue again. Hesitated for three days, and finally Yushang decided to be invited to attend. Yushang dressed herself as beautiful as a flower. At the wedding, her charm overshadowed the bride. That night, the rain kept talking and laughing with the people around her. She smiled more brightly than anyone else. Wine, one Cup after another, the rain kept drinking. In the light of the eyes, the rain felt that Mo Yun had been looking at himself with concern. Rain filled himself with wine and raised a glass to Mo Yun and his bride. Mo Yun, you are so blessed. Look at your bride! Here, I sincerely wish you and your husband love each other, grow old together and have a happy life. Thank you, Yushang! We also wish you happiness! Mo Yun raised his glass and looked deeply into the rain’s eyes and said. The bride pulled the rain clothes aside and whispered in her ear: “I am already pregnant with Mo Yun’s child. He was drunk that night and shouted your name in his mouth, if you really want us to be happy, please stay as far away from us as possible. The next day, when Yushang woke up, it was already noon, and she felt dizzy. She couldn’t remember how she got home. Yu Shang tried hard to recall what happened last night, but he could not remember anything except the glass he raised. The phone bell rang in the bag, and Yushang opened his backpack and found that there was a thick blue diary in his bag. Yushang opened the diary gently, and all the things that jumped into the eyes were familiar handwriting. I have always loved a woman deeply. I came to Jiangnan alone for her. I don’t care whether she is a lilac girl or not. I am willing to be her patron saint in this life. There are many people who will love the beautiful scenery of this world, but because of the rain, I love Jiangnan alone. If she is my passer-by, I would like to bloom into a cigarette flower for her and finally turn into a colorful glow in her eyes when she is staring at her eyes; If she is my destination, I will let all my thoughts pass through the clouds in Jiangnan and write flowers and prosperity for her all my life. My beloved rain, that long hair is yours. I collected all your hair that fell in my room in order to set my love for you as eternal. When I saw you with him, I found that I was really locked out of your heart. I felt that I had become YILI dust, full of the cold of the west wind, there is no place to fall. When Qing Yu told me that I was pregnant with my child, I couldn’t remember how I slept with her, alas! I hate myself! How can I regard Qing dialect as rain after I get drunk? Is it really God’s will? It is destined that the story between rain and me can only be a silent conclusion? Fate is doomed that I can’t be with you, rain, I feel so helpless! Please allow my heart to be depressed and dust, only for you in one world! Rain, you must be happy! Although you and my tracks no longer intersect, I will continue to protect you in another way in the future! Tidy up the clothes, put the Blue diary and wooden chicken into the box, cover the box, and the rain dialed Xu Shiwei’s phone. Shiwei, I’m sorry! From then on, I can’t go to your appointment any more! I am not in love with you, please forgive me! Before Shiwei answered, Yushang hung up the phone and turned off the phone. Finally, Yushang knew that the warmest time he felt was every minute and second with moyoonjae. Looking back at the place where Mo Yun lived, Yu Shang understood that all the former beauty had been transformed into a interpretation of a mirror flower moon. A journey of mountains and rivers, because of meeting Mo Yun, all the stories have been rewritten into sweetness. A gust of wind and clouds, because of misunderstanding, all the endings have been rewritten into helplessness. Perhaps, from then on, the love for Mo Yun will always be hidden in the deep soul of the rain. Perhaps, from then on, the dream of rain will be forever left in Jiangnan. Perhaps, from then on, the beautiful oiled paper umbrella, the quiet and long Bluestone Road, the swaying boat, in the memory of rain clothes, the first collection of “half curtain smoke Rain” has been published and released, and the second collection of “deep cloud water” is being prepared.

Zan (prose editor: prose online) 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…

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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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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…

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