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Last Love

In the silent night, I couldn’t sleep. Messy thoughts linger in the past, and scattered memories go up in the long river of love. The remaining tenderness in my memory gently microwaves in the sea of my heart, rippling deep feelings of punishment; The beautiful feelings trickled in the night like water; The leisurely feelings fluttered in the years. The closed screen slowly opened. The pain, unforgettable drip, lingering sense sentimental, fell into the shadow of time with the screen of memory. I remember that stream in the west of the village carries the joy and happiness of our childhood, which is also a memory that I cannot erase in my life. We are classmates of primary school and junior high school, and we are born in the same month in the same year. Just because he was ten days older than me, he had a brother in his life. When we were young, we were bored with each other every day and also very naughty. The stream in summer was clear and the small fish and shrimps were wandering quietly in the water. When we are restless, we always flow into the stream quietly when our parents fall asleep peacefully. I am like a little girl who only knows how to play crazy, throwing ankle sock on the beach, stepping on tiny grains of sand, holding white waves in both hands and splashing on your pure smiling face and white skin, but you smiled and turned to leave. You are like a happy singer, gently patting the water, singing cheerful music, accompanied by the sound of stream water, tender songs echoed in the sky, and happiness stirred in our hearts. The winding stream flowed forward slowly. We chased and played wantonly in the water, which surprised the fish to come out of the water, and the water was crystal clear and beautiful. I was in a hurry to catch a small fish, a small fish, accidentally touched the reef, splash of water, clothes wet, hair wet, we laughed loudly, immersed in joy. If we don’t spend money on playing, we often forget dark, When there was a faint red light shining in the stream, the grass Beach was golden, and the sunset reflected our smiling faces, we were reluctant to leave the stream. Silent, we walked hand in hand on the soft grass beach, heading home, leaving a string of deep footprints behind us. I remember that in the season of beautiful flowers, we met to go for a outing in the wild. Spring in the countryside is red blossoms and green willows, with green grass. Flowers all over the mountains seem to be in the green water, adding the poetry of spring and getting drunk. We walked along the path, enjoying the bright sunshine, a wisp of warm spring breeze blowing through the world, and the flowers bloom as scheduled. The white pear flowers are singing and smiling, the charming apricot flowers are sentimental, and the pink peach flowers still play with the spring breeze, smiling and charming, forming a beautiful scenery on the small roadside. We freely appreciate the beautiful scenery of Spring and breathe the fresh air. The bright mood in our hearts is like blooming flowers, gently stirring the heartstrings and accompanying the warmth of the spring breeze, the seeds of love are scattered in the beautiful spring day. Tired of walking, we perched on a piece of green grass, with slight wind blowing and fragrance refreshing. You picked a mountain flower and put it in my ponytail bun. In an instant, my face was flushed. My soul had been lifted up by the imaginary wings and flew to the quiet and beautiful Eden, my heart is full of warmth. At the moment when you look up, the gentle corners of your mouth are smiling, and the graceful smile is LUSN as enchanting as flowers, embedding endless love and infatuation in your eyebrows. The Lonely Mountain Flower grows happily under the sunshine. At this moment, my mood is as bright as the mountain flower. Water-like worries, open your green heart, shed a little love of rain, and the shyness like warm current will once again move your heart. The joyful laughter of you and me will open a most beautiful mountain flower in your heart, this lush green grass is gorgeous, and the most beautiful scenery in spring is gorgeous. I remember that you have a photo in the book you sent me. You, in the photo, have a long and upright figure, revealing maturity; Charming smiling face, revealing youthful vitality; Deep eyes, show the charm. Staring at this yellow photo for a long time, the shallow pain was drawn to the bottom of my heart. Three bold characters on the opposite side: I love you. In front of you, the damp handwriting rolled over and the sadness for the past was boiling in the blood, and my heart was filled with sadness. The love is like a tide from the bottom of my heart poured in, missing like a sudden wind, caring like a drizzle, moistening my heart. I only wish to engrave this missing and mutual in my heart in the charming dream, and the long and thick emotion and persistent attachment are fixed in the permanent historical memory. Time flies, time goes by, flowing away the innocence of our childhood. We can no longer see the figure of chasing and playing by the stream. Those crystal transparent love has gone away with the wind, taking away our joy; the passage of time has shed the ignorance of our teenagers. We have no time to meet in the wild to enjoy the moisture of the spring breeze. Those warm and moist closeness have passed away with the wind, taking away our happiness; the passage of time has shed the shyness of our youth. Every inch of face and warm handwriting recorded in the photo has left us a little bit of love and growth; The passage of time, we have gone through our boring days of recreation, and we have all taken up our jobs. We are separated from each other, leaving our own thoughts. We are in the mood room. Bitter Love for that love. Out of the campus, to the society, we are busy for their own career and life. You chose a prosperous city to work hard for your career, but I chose to teach in remote schools in rural areas. In the days when we were far away from home, we gradually fell in love with sadness when we couldn’t see each other. The temporary separation taught us to care; In the time when we didn’t meet each other, I always want to look back involuntarily, looking back at the familiar figure in the crowd. When you are lonely, you like to listen to the beautiful melody quietly by yourself, watch the blooming flowers and the falling leaves outside the window, silently miss your days in the passing of the seasons, and in the lingering filled with lovesickness, let missing spread, two lines of tears in the vague sight, wet every lovesickness season; When Lonely, I just want to ignite the sadness in my hand, In the endless clouds, Ren’s sadness continues, and the pain in the bottom of my heart expands slowly, which is not easy to dissipate for a long time. I would also like to drink a glass of strong liquor to let the wine fragrance pervade the warm past with memories. A quiet heart walks on the edge of the season and waits for this love with heart; when falling into the distress of unrequited love, he was used to foreshadowing at the fingertips of dismay, banished his heart in the thick ink, and the heart of missing traveled among the lines of words, spreading the words of his heart to his heart. Belonging to US after 1980 s, in that era when communication was not convenient, letters were undoubtedly our best spiritual sustenance. On the paper and ink, a single word, a little tenderness, straight to the deep heart, the words are true. The words of flying with one ink and one flower can’t be written with tender feelings. The words of missing for a lifetime and flying freely express deep affection, and the words are dyed red with flower notes. In this inaccessible village, there were few past visitors, and the postman became the hospitality of our school. Due to the rugged mountain road, I only send letters once a week. Every Tuesday’s break time, I will stand on the tree-lined trail as usual, waiting for the arrival of the postman. The postman is the same age as us. It has been a long time, If you are not busy, you will laugh at the teachers for a while and then go in a hurry. Every time I receive your letter, I will be happy for several days. The most pleasant thing to do is to consider carefully the letter you wrote to me under the lonely lamp and through the light Moonlight, my heart is free on the edge of silence, reading your elegant and natural words is the comfort of my heart. A paper ink dye, dipped in your sincere love, a paper attachment, sustenance your sincere heart. I understand your persistence in love and your love. After reading it, I would also like to write down a period of sentimental love like the past, like water. Light plain notes, write our strongest and strongest lovesickness, and depict the oath of love. Immersed in darkstory of handwriting, we sent the sadness from afar, and gently scribbled the sorrow of lovesickness on the paper. This place is full of deep affection for love, and I am intoxicated with my thinking. Here is our infatuated belief. Coast to Coast, the heart stays together. However, good flowers don’t bloom frequently, and good times don’t last long. Love to the deep, I can’t help myself, for this time enamored love, plucking the true feelings in my heart, stepping on the journey of long love, looking forward to holding hands with you and growing old with you. I was sleepless in the night, sprinkling lovesickness in the quiet night sky, missing the beautiful night into a blue night sky; Under the lonely light, I beat sad words all day long, dripping tears into the paper ink, stick to your oath to take me far away to spend the long night; Under the hot sun, I am still standing on the roadside of the forest shade, waiting for your good news, keeping the care in my heart alone, and always in love. When spring comes and autumn goes, Yan Hui still doesn’t think of the nest. My hope is still there, my passion is still there, and my fantasy is still there. One year and two years have passed, and you haven’t heard from me. I miss the good memories of the past and the tears of expectation, which often hang between my heartstrings. Once, I was brave enough to ask the postman, is there any letter from me? He said to me with two big eyes flashing: Do you want to get married in a hurry? Marry me! ”Then, the hesitating answer: No. I felt his eyes dodged when he looked at me, as if there was something hidden. Nonsense, I immediately retorted and tried my best to defend. My heart was struggling fiercely and trying to maintain the true love between us. Every time I miss you, I will turn over those beautiful love letters, or sit down at your house for a while, and learn something about you from uncle and aunt, I am heartily happy to see my aunt’s happy smiling face when talking about you. Knowing the news that you are going home next month, my resentment towards you was thrown out of the clouds, and my heart was even sweeter than eating honey. I didn’t have a lunch break at noon that day. I packed up my bags early and waited for the bell to ring after school, I am like a bird flying in a cage, happy like a kite flying high in the sky, rushing on the train home. Your sharp outline, thin figure and warm smile appear again in my mind, which condenses into the most beautiful picture in my memory. I think of those years when my feelings were floating, the crystal-clear stream at the entrance of the village, the breeze blowing the Buddha, light ripples, circles and waves, winding the soul of a lifetime, under the afterglow of the sunset, the scattered streams and streams turned into the heart charm of the ages and gently sneaked into the heart sea of our love. The huamel chapters of memory will be hidden in my youth forever. Those delicate and charming mountain flowers traveling in the wild spread gorgeous spring scenery in my mind. I firmly believe that spring will always be in my heart, and that bright mountain flowers adorn romantic and cozy love, bloom also miss, wither also lovesickness, as the time goes by, love is still bright and dazzling. There is a strong love in my heart. I just want to see you earlier. The train stopped slowly. When I got off the bus, I saw your familiar figure, close to a girl, holding her arm, Sweet greasy together. When I walked into you, you said she was your fiancee. I looked at you with a suspicious face and made a big question mark in my heart? I can’t accept the fact that the sadness and sadness in my heart are like a needle stuck in my chest, and the pain spreads. The unspeakable pain in my heart and the feeling of being abandoned by you made me panic and just want to be alone for a while. I didn’t walk into the large stream of people, walking along the rugged path to those places we used to be familiar., The stream playing by the river in childhood has become turbid; Those crooked footprints on the beach have been submerged again by the impact of the river; Those Brookside playing, the ripples splashed on the water surface have been swallowed and erased by the stream. Everything yesterday turned into memories, quietly disappearing in time, unable to grasp, unable to call back. Under the hillside, those beautiful and fragrant mountain flowers have gone dark when the autumn wind swept down. The man who once planted mountain flowers for me has gone far, leaving me alone to wait for the beautiful scenery alone; The one who used to smile more sweet than flowers in my memory has disappeared from my sight. Now everything is different, you go left, I go right, I stand rooted to the spot, you have knocked on the door of happiness, I pray for you, I hope you are all well and grow old together. Those dreams that we once dreamed in childhood, those songs full of color when we were young, those romantic love poems when we were young, how many true feelings we once poured into, countless days of expectation, in the end, it is only a shining moment, leaving behind wisps of fragrance and wonderful stories in our lives. I walked, walked, the sun had already set the curtain, and the late autumn season gave people a more cool feeling. Spring comes and autumn goes, everything is changing, and we will never return to the past. My love has come to the end. Love has become the past, and we have all lost each other. I came out of this relationship. But the story is not as simple as I imagined. I was teaching as usual, but I hadn’t seen the postman for a long time, and I occasionally thought about it. Until one day, the new postman handed me bundles of letter, one of which was written by the postman to me: Dear, forgive my selfishness, you are the first girl I have a crush on. But I know that there is another person more important than me in your life. I don’t know how close you are, but according to my intuition, he should be your spiritual support. I have detained more than 20 letters from you in two years. I just want to be a competitor of love. Now, I encountered a car accident on the way to deliver the letter, which led to lower limb disability. I returned my happiness to you and forgive my selfishness ,, again. I couldn’t continue reading, and tears burst into my eyes. Everyone will have a deep-rooted love, why do they turn into memories in the end; Everyone will experience shaky emotions, why are they facing each other in the end; Everyone once loved each other persistently, why is it the end of the road. Perhaps it is because the legendary color love in this peaceful world is really rare. People look forward to and yearn for romantic love, but not all love will have a good destination, not all love plays a beautiful song, not all love can write a sweet song, Every wonderful love reflects the hero’s persistence and integrity. Although there are promises of eternal love, the enemy will not spend time after all. In the struggle and ups and downs of love, he cannot firmly grasp the happy marriage, even if broken, it is beautiful, because love is an experience. In every emotion of sincere devotion, even the doomed drama is very touching, because one person sacrificed his soul and gained cruelty. In the journey of love, we have had too many tears and pains. In the end, sad memories lead to the end of love. Our story is a mistake made by fate. This emotion has gathered too much effort, which makes us feel that it is hard to come by and we should cherish it more. In a person’s life, it is really not easy to meet someone who deeply loves you. How strong and brave it is to pay for a person, when I was young, if I didn’t have a deep-rooted feeling, it would be a violent youth. Let us remember his smile, because he is the one who makes me know more about love. Even if love has come to an end, you are still the one living in my heart. However, whether it is sad or hurt, people are scattered and the meaning is gone. Tonight, by moonlight, I will spread a roll of folded mind and let your beautiful shadow wander at the end of the pen, leave our love story in my words, and the spiritual words depict the feeling of missing. My heart stays for you. You are the most eternal scenery in my plain years.

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