When missing turns into a lovesickness rain

Standing under the sky in April, he raised his head and looked up at the sky. His eyes would have a tingling feeling. Memories were too hurtful, and he could not pour out a stream of brain in his brain. A gust of cool wind brushed the brow, and raindrops fell on the soft grass like pearls, on the dry and hot playground and on the hot roof, falling on the lake with ripples of Lotus, falling on the long-lost heart, my thoughts jumped happily in the rain, running and shouting like a bunch of rain flowers splashed on the asphalt road. Today, that year, the rain came in a hurry and went quickly! Now, the flowers meet under the April sky, racing to open up, cutting off the constant thoughts into a rain, rain over the willow, still remember that year today he and her, two people whispered secretly under the shadow of the Willow Tip, snuggled up with each other, and even the wind on the shore smiled with a moving smile. Now, a person walked through the stone bench on the shore again, only a piece of fallen flowers lay quietly on the lake alone. If you can’t go back to today that year, lovesickness can only turn into a little worry, accompanied by that piece of fallen flowers, listening to the wind in the evening and sobbing sadly. Today in that year, the rain fell in my heart, and it was cool and refreshing. Walking in the rain was also a rare enjoyment. Looking at a couple, you moved me to walk in the rain, missing tears like rain, the raindrops at that time, as precious as tears, it is happy and sweet. Missing turned into rain, and the rain curtain was too thick to drown the figure walking in the rain. The sight gradually blurred, and the Halo overflowing from the Sun could not be seen clearly. Missing turned into a lovesickness rain, drifting across the sky where he and she made a wish together, shooting stars crossed, hands closed to the chest to store each other silently in the most important position in his heart, open his eyes and hug each other to smile, the happy smile blossomed into a beautiful flower on the face, and the moving pictures were vividly seen. The wind chimes hanging on the branches are ringing. The Wishing Tree Tree is now lush and verdant. It is like hiding an ocean in my heart. There is a kind of unspeakable sadness, and the stone flows into the sea like a circle of ripples, then there was silence like silence. Missing turned into a lovesickness rain, wet his and her once happy smile, and messed up his and her warm moment. The open space of that year was full of hairy dandelions. They lay down in the middle of dandelions, stared at the clouds floating across the sky, and flew their hearts thousands of miles away, he and she were two happy people who enjoyed the happiness without being disturbed. They picked up a handful of dandelions and blew them down on each other’s hair. Dandelions also followed them all the way and passed the laughter all the way, chasing, noisy, laughing, my heart also followed happiness! What a wonderful moment, I am willing to be still at this moment. He and she were frolicking and chasing all the way. Now, missing turns into a lovesickness rain, soaking my memory. Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

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Roman Holiday, one-day love life

Some people have never met each other and never lived together, but it is just that meeting that made a lifetime of lament; Some people, even if they are together every day, their hearts are far away, and their dreams of living together are also in vain; some people, even if they meet once and love for one day, can devote their whole life, love to the depths without resentment, and love to forget to worry about the Buddha’s heart. Inscription

Once by chance, once by chance, once by chance, once by chance, on a sunny day, turn on the screen again, adjust the seat, make a pot of green tea, adjust the volume to the usual height, and bring headphones, listen to the whispers on the shore of the Sea of Love. Love sea, an ancient and magical sea area, in that blue sea, there are all kinds of magical legends, fierce pirates, myths of love, and romantic scenery. Stroll by the sea, listen, waves burst, look, waves blossom, think, the past is continuous. It seems that the wind of the Sea of Love can always understand the whispers of clouds and bring the mood to one of the birthplaces of Western civilization inadvertently. Rome, an ancient, mysterious and spectacular city, the former Colosseum, the former ancient dome and the former romantic resort, all together, seems to be the famous capital known as the City of Ten Thousand Cities, it has always been a tourist attraction in people’s hearts. Although it is no more romantic than Paris, it also has a unique charm. In such a city, on such a day, he leaned over and saw the song national anthem. Roman Holiday, a movie in the 1990 s, with black and white pictures and rough clips, tells a legendary and dreamy Roman fairy tale. Anne, the heroine, is the princess of a European country. At the order of the King, she sent the European countries in order to promote the trade between countries and coordinate the relations between countries. However, the day-after-day entertainment and the day-after-day grand gathering in the auditorium made the princess with extraordinary temperament very annoyed. On a moonlight night, the Princess slipped out of the embassy quietly, meet the hero Joe in the waiting hall beside the street and start a romantic myth. Joe, a reporter from a newspaper office, woke up the next day and found that the beautiful woman brought home yesterday was a princess, so she decided to take advantage of this godsend opportunity to write an exclusive report on the Princess in Rome, in order to gain fame. Therefore, she took the Princess to ride a mountain bike, cut her hair, smoke, go shopping, watch the scenery, attend the dance, and took many precious photos. The princess who has never been to the folk, is very novel to everything here. In this romantic Rome, he spent a happy day with the hero Joe, feeling the simplicity, sincerity, happy life. However, the beautiful story will not last long and will encounter waves. When the Princess’s attendants make up undercover, after finding the Princess at the dance, they intend to take him back to the embassy, however, he was blocked by Joe and his friends and escaped from the pursuit of the attendants with the princess. However, after the Princess quieted down, she understood the responsibility she had shouldered, and resolutely decided to say goodbye to Joe and prepare to return to the embassy to complete her mission. Joe silently sent him back to the embassy. Joe, the hero who should have become famous through those amazing photos and exclusive reports, found that he fell in love with the Princess in just one day, and the Princess also fell in love with Joe. The photos that Joe will take for her were also given to the Princess at the reception meeting of the auditorium. The Princess smiled and collected the photos of her day trip in Rome, and continued to send to other countries according to the arrangement of his father, after completing his unfinished mission, the hero stood in the auditorium of the reception meeting for a long time, looking at the Princess’s far back, and couldn’t bear to leave. At the end of the story, Joe stood in the bright auditorium with deep eyes and affections. He seemed to be waiting for the Princess to turn around, or watching the princess leave silently, without knowing, become a permanent suspense. It is such a seemingly dreamy and legendary story that deeply draws my thoughts. If, I AM director, then, at the end of the story, will the Princess turn around? A few years ago, when I saw this movie for the first time, I saw happiness and romance, as well as the charming eyes and pure smile of the Princess. Now, when I review this movie again, I have more worries in my heart, what I saw was a beautiful pain or a romantic Roman fairy tale. Just imagine, a day’s love? What kind of mood should it be? Before we can enter each other’s world, we must quietly separate. What kind of love is this? Some people say that the furthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but that you don’t know that I love you when I stand in front of you. However, I want to say, the furthest distance in the world is not that I clearly stand in front of you, but you don’t know that I love you, but that I clearly love each other, but haven’t opened my mouth to confess, that is, the world is a stranger and no longer meet each other. Just like a fireworks, just in full bloom, it has withered. However, the love of fireworks is fixed into eternal memories. One-day love, such as MORNING DEW, short, breakpoint. There are always some encounters in life, which are the silent tricks of fate in the dark. There are always some time in a hurry and some feelings are long and long. Just like the sun and the moon, the day and night cycle, the instant encounter is parting, meeting is parting, what kind of feelings is this? A day’s love, a lifetime of love. Maybe Roman holiday is just a movie, maybe it is just a fairy tale, but the love in fairy tales always makes people forget it. Just like in the novel “The last dream of Langfang Bridge”, the heroine finally silently watched the hero’s car disappear on the road with heavy rain until the shadow of the car becomes a dot. However, who can say that they have never had true love, and who can say that they are not fake love? The one-day love life is like the persistence of a moth to a fire, but it is a song of love. Once, Peng Lili had a song to sing, whether it was doomed to have no results in the dark, why did she still fly moths to the fire at the beginning? Is trapped for love, is wasted for love, is silly, is right or wrong some encounter, doomed to no result, some love, doomed to no ending, some life, always wasted by time. Is life, love, right or wrong? In the world, how much love can be influenced by each other to the white head; How much love can be considered in a lifetime without seeking everlasting life? Noisy cities, bustling crowds, more and more forgotten in the rivers and lakes, less and less support each other to the old, holding hands and growing old, is the reality too cruel, or life like a play, is our performance too realistic? One-day love, maybe many years later, when I look back on this movie again, I have more peace in my heart, less imagination and a blessing, which is the most beautiful memory, but that beauty is still the same as before. Rome, the pure land of yearning, Rome, the place where romance begins. In your lifetime, if you are poor, you must travel all over the world’s great rivers, see thousands of scenery, write all the customs and customs in the world, and meet each other, like in the movie Roman Holiday, as the heroine said when answering the reporter’s question, every city is unforgettable. It is really too difficult to choose which city. However, Rome is the most unforgettable city in my life. I will cherish everything here forever. Forever, how far is it? No one knows. However, Rome is one of my most unforgettable cities. The wind on the shore of love sea has been blowing for many years, but the story of love seaside, my favorite is still Roman holiday. A person may experience many things in his life, meet many people and have been in love for several times, but there should be at least one time, maybe once, maybe once, regardless of everything, if you don’t want the sky to grow, if you don’t want the ending, if you don’t keep it and spare no effort to love, Xu Zhimo said so. Some people say that if you want to go to the romantic capital, standing at the top of the Eiffel Tower, you can tell your beloved one that I love you. I think, if you have time, if you have a chance, you must go to Rome and talk about a one-day love in the resort of the city of ten thousand cities, regardless of the future and without the wind and moon. Some people have never lived together. Once they meet each other, they will have delicate flowers. Even if some people are together every day, they will always have different dreams of the same bed, and old dreams are hard to return. Time is just a ferry, which ferry us from birth to death. Love is the consideration of life and the warmth of life. Roman Holiday, one day’s love for a lifetime, who said that love in the day and night can’t fall in love? Roman Holiday, one-day love life, some love, destined to be just memories, some love, destined to drift away with the wind. Roman Holiday, one day of love and life, cut the time into curtain, and it is fragrant every night. Original articles, please be sure to indicate the author and source for reprinting. Piracy will be investigated.

Zan (prose editor: Ke Er) Phoenix mountain spring outing

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Cook a cup of lovesickness and send it to Liuyun

Step out of the West Building, with a quiet look and a helpless bag, you want to fly in the wind and sigh that it is not a fairy. How can there be auspicious clouds to support you? You should relax your eyes and see the flowing clouds falling in the blue first. The vast fields and the sky are like a cover. Wipe out the tall buildings, ignore the big belly and poop, chase for My Fair Lady, tap the bluestone in the rain Lane, let the oblique rain be colorful, and a lock of wetting to remove the dust. Even if you devote yourself to the countryside, you will be greedy and breathe the fragrance when you open your mouth, look closely at the flowing clouds and feel calm when fishing. One rod, one hook, one fisherman, one flower, one water and one Bodhi. It has gone through the clouds and accumulated a little essence. Throw away the disputes of fame and wealth in the common world, and look at the world in a light way. The Well and Lane are quiet, secluded grove curved path, peach blossom blossoming, Xia he is fresh, King Whyte silk, and Dong Mei is proud. Who can stop these four seasons? How can a palm raise the green sky, and how can a chair turn all the dross? You don’t need to sigh that you are small, you just need to feel at ease. Heart, hidden in a hundred layers of cover, deep and unpredictable. Occasionally, I feel painful, ask myself, self-reflection, that is a kind of progress. Now, how many people will look back with such generosity and watch the depth of footprints to make up for the defects in their hearts? Open the annals of history, the people who can do this are famous in history. On the contrary, the lone stars are scattered. As long as there are solitary clouds and wild cranes, I like to be free and idle. Occasionally, I would yearn for living in groups and give up loneliness. Then he took a piece of red maple, filled with thoughts, wandered in Xiaolin, experienced the morning and evening, walked through the annual ring, looked up for the clouds, or the surprise, and took the sincere lovesickness. What is love in the world? It teaches people to live and die together. Anyway, the Sun flowed through the fingers, opened the window to listen to the wind, and looked up to the east. I always forget the fragrant tea in my hand. I don’t dislike the indifference of my friends. I don’t blame the tea guests for their unintention. It is still clouded and fragrant. Perhaps he is no longer satisfied with the fragrance of light tea, but this heart is Forever New, pursuing the mellow wine. A scoop of drink and a bean soup still don’t understand the style. Quietly take out the good wine, quickly use slow food, taste some dry inside, make sure it is red liquid, across the throat. I still think of the more considerate and gentle meaning of the yellow wine, and sort out the pains and happiness. OK, OK, OK! Simply Cook a cup of lovesickness, soak the heart together, accept the hot embrace of the hot flame at the bottom of the pot, and hold the sweet floating out of the pot. Once in the candle shadow, raise a glass of drink together, chanting poems as a Fu in the north window; Once facing the window to play the piano, outside the sound wall; Once it was dance dress together, charming and infatuated; Once it was the stars wearing the moon, how many times to talk long, in the dream, how many days and nights, looking forward to your return, how many poems, there is always your existence. People are divided into several flower days, when to get together and then get together. How can we appreciate the bitterness of lovesickness and miss our permanent residence without experiencing parting, holding hands on the red carpet and sending a message to Hongyan? Yi An Yan, looking for, miserable Qi, wutong and drizzle, how can a sad word be achieved. Put down your sorrow and show your sincerity. Wish you a heart and a white head will not be separated. Borrow Liuyun, borrow Hongyan, take me to the pot made by love, and use the wine cooked by lovesickness to present my enthusiasm. People far away, please accept, sit in front of the lamp with her, and then dance with the traditional stringed and woodwind instrument, even if the sky is dim, even if the sun and moon rotate, even if someone shouts, the world will become a dust forever, you should also be scared!

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…

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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…

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…

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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…