April, let’s hold hands and build a dream for a while

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I like to be a warm woman, simple and happy! Fill a pure feeling for a plain day. A ray of sunshine, a monsoon rain. I like to be a beautiful woman, beautiful and true! Add a touch to daily life. A touch of laughter and fragrance. I hope to be a woman with a gentle smile. In my smile, there is a warmth and a deep feeling. This is a kind of feeling, and this kind of pure feeling, it never fades and is rooted in the heart of each of us, with warm flowers. No matter how simple a woman is, she also has a delicate and gentle mind. Through a period of light smoke, she has been through the waves and waters of a city. She still holds her dream in her heart and moves forward alone. Today, I stand on the ridge of the early spring and April, looking far away. The Wind from the prairie in the air blows across my cheeks, and my soul is shocked in the spring season. The sunshine without defects was filled with all the golden rape flowers. The tender branches in spring make ripples in circles on the Green Lake. A swallow swept across the water like a huge record and played a song with warm spring flowers. In April, I was fascinated by my eyes, full of green eyes and full of flowers. I like your lightness, your softness and your lightness. In April, I love your Piao, your beauty, and love your elegance! Oh, spring Oh, let me hold your hand, with the spring breeze on my face, and walk into the grand garden of April! Every April, There is always a kind of expectation, looking forward to a most beautiful date. April is a world without dispute and a colorful spring. It is static and even more mobile. April is my peach blossom garden, a city that deducts fairy tales, and a window with lights on in the beautiful Grand View Garden. I am waiting, looking forward to it, not meeting, but meeting again! April, do you understand me? For so long, I still yearn for the smoky rain in southern China. For so long, I still love the blue sky in northern China. I still reflect on how to let you meet me. In my most beautiful moment, it is my passion to reflect on the Sunshine, carefully full of flowers, and the trembling leaves, I still imagine that I can stare at you under a flowering tree for a long time. I saw that you came. At the moment when a tree was blooming, Jade Trees came to the wind. I saw peach blossoms in the forest falling on your shoulders, and the Sunshine reflected your beautiful appearance. I want to hold your hand tightly. From then on, I love and you love. I am warm and you are warm. I saw a kind of glittering happiness and moving in your eyes. I heard the surging song in your heart. I saw the dew everywhere in the stars moistening your flowing sorrow. I still remember that it was also in such an April that the fragrance of spring and ice solidified your and my heartbeat. I still remember that it was in the May of the warm sun, with a tree blooming like water. I still remember that June, you accompanied me with a roll of fairy tales to see the sea, and the sound of the waves was so harmonious that we sang with each other. Here, your poem, Sunrise, fragrant grass, fallen petals lie in profusion, is like a green flower in the water. Here, your affection, the warm sunshine in spring, the drizzle knocking on the window, the force is transparent, and the affection is long. In April, let’s have a little rest in our hearts. The Shining trees and shadows in the forest are covered with mottled sunshine, bringing the most beautiful warmth to our earthly hearts. Two moving hearts, no need to hide, let the wind feel a kind of soul-penetrating spirit! The time of March and April is very beautiful. The Road of April is very long. If we can stay together in the country of April on the other side, if we can still read my heart in the season of April when flowers bloom every year, if we can become the most beautiful scenery in our heart even if we look far away, then I would rather not see it in my whole life. My whole life is Mister Buddwing, flowers bloom and depend on each other, and flowers fall without giving up. Quiet time, quiet and quiet. In the dark, I deeply feel that even though we are far away from each other, we can see each other’s eyes, Even far away from time and space, you can feel each other’s beating hearts. Even in a strange world, we can look back at each other and continue a previous agreement. In the interwoven words, we can understand each other’s meaning and affection. In April, the appointment period between you and me is always short. However, I am not afraid of separation. There is no separation. How can there be a reunion. I am not afraid of lovesickness. Without lovesickness, how can I feel that deep bone. Even if I don’t see it, I am still happy. In April, you can not see the familiar figure in every fragrant scenery in my world? Whether it is a beautiful and remote grassland, white clouds roll back and forth, green carpet, you are graceful; Or the vast desert, Hu Yang Red Willow, boundless smoke, you smile proudly. Looking back at the vivid and beautiful pictures, my heart is loving. I deeply know that even though years have stolen willow green and red flowers, we will never steal our original oath. Life and Death are wide, and Zi Chengyue. Even if I don’t see it, I am still firm. Looking at April, in my world, Every grassland can find your trace, persistent and romantic brushwork, carved countless sunshine-like warm happiness, where there are strange bones and heartbroken loneliness. My love with you is firm and profound. I dare to say that in my life, this affection for you is a poplar, which is a legend that has not died for thousands of years. When the Red Sun leaned out of the East, we bathed in rain and dew in the morning glow and walked on the familiar path. The song of love in our heart still sang in the field. I opened my sleepy eyes, took the gentle of April into my arms, picked small flowers in the shape of flowers and washed them in the neon, with the warm smell of sunshine. When you and I walk together on the top of the mountain, you are still beside me and enjoy the sunset folium rhododendri daurici, Ren’s happy smile floods on his cheeks. I still love the song “You are in my life” sung by you most: how many people have loved your appearance when you were young. Therefore, I cherish our delayed devotion more. This is enough! The sky is spring for me; I paint for spring. You are the most pure and beautiful blue in my eyes, and the attachment that will never be exhausted in my life. Dear, this April, let’s hold hands and build a dream for a while, OK? Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

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