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It’s like a water in a few years, and I will keep it for you.

The fleeting time is like water, like the fleeting time, looking at the endless sky, telling the endless heart, a beautiful encounter, unexpectedly can’t open a fragrant flower, the flower is not blooming, and eventually it will fail, A melancholy fate, tears and eyes whirled eventually without regret, with a season of love, the style of light dance in the dream, precipitation in the past few years, submerged. —– If the heart does not move, it will not hurt. If the heart moves, it is difficult to stop it in the deep. If the heart is wrong, how is it right? Ardent love if you can’t get results, you can’t escape the clutches of love. I once vowed, once promised, but I had no choice but to fall with the wind, blowing away endless sorrow in my heart, falling to the end of the world, and my heart was broken, the love of love can only be sent from afar to dreams, while I can only incarnate butterflies in dreams and dance sadly. The red dust is long, you and I are both passing by each other in a hurry, I am intoxicated for you, I am heartbroken for you, the vast sea of people, who stays for me, who waits for me? How long can the illusory scenery be treasured? How many people wait for a lifetime, wait for the rest of their lives, and it is hard to find true love. How many people love love each other, go through the spring and autumn, lose themselves, complain lightly, and turn the love of the whole life into a drop of red dust tears. This lovesickness tears, how many resentment poems have been wet, how many passenger to Frankfurt have been wet, if life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan, summer season, flower season encounter, autumn scenery has always been hard to meet the time wasted. The lingering love of that year engraved the pale and broken fleeting time. The time was shallow, and finally a spoony waiting was lost. In a flash of time, it is another year. Looking back to tens of millions of people, you and I first knew the summer that year, and the day when the year was bright and the birds were fragrant, you and I knew each other, and the summer breeze was gentle, when enjoying flowers side by side, you and I love each other. I never thought that you and I were in love for a short time. I remember the light rain that day. You watched me go away. From then on, it was never easy to meet each other. What kind of ending was this and why was it so miserable, is it a beautiful encounter or a wrong Love? If you know the ending, why should you love each other? If you don’t have the beginning, how can you meet beautifully? In the long red dust, a lovesickness song was played lightly, which could not cover the thin, cool and lonely, piercing the heart, missing the heart, and in the indifferent years, the scene that once met gradually emerged, and the memory was like a knife, light heart, all the beautiful times fell in the ruthless years, unable to hold the sand, unable to retain the feelings, lonely waiting, powerless persistence. Lovesickness becomes a dream, deep love, drizzling rain, the end of the world is far away, and a wisp of light leaves are supported to send thoughts and worries. At this moment, I only hope that the distance of thousands of years is far away, and the obsession is deep. Can I not say goodbye to the end of reincarnation? Whose heart is hidden by the back of tears? If so, who can bury my last drop of tears? If a gentleman has a dream, then a gentleman can understand it. If a gentleman has a word, he will listen to it. All the tender and sweet words and fireworks are just a dream in the end. If a dream becomes empty, you and I will gradually move away, coast to coast, I am as lonely as smoke, and the loneliness seeps into the blood, and there is no place to hide, and where are you? When will you read my sentimental eyes. At this moment, gently wipe the tears of lovesickness, countless tears, and the past is like smoke and fog. This sad world is always hard to hold. Your bright eyes are deeply stuck in the softest place in my heart, the obsession is becoming a fool, the lovesickness becomes a disease, the love of life is only for the Yi people to be Haggard. In the cold night, without your company, let alone your comfort, I only blame whose eyes were finally hurt by the deep love and shallow dream? Whose night is sleepless? Why did you leave cruelly? Why did you leave me alone? Why aren’t you around? You know, poor I Miss Gray, people are thinner than yellow flowers. Who used to hold my hand and say those old vows, who made this life with me, who made this life with me, who gave me three high-fists, saying never give up, Eternal Oath, after all, it will be empty, your back disappeared from the crowd, leaving me alone to wait for those love fairy tales that belong to us. Along the way, I have experienced many sorrows and joys, how many affection and love, the scenery along the way, flowers blooming and losing, the cold and warm in the world, how many silent sadness I have experienced, and how many lovers I have left, A residual wound filled the bottom of my heart, lingering, loving for many years, how to get rid of it? How to forget? What is love when it comes out? I have been teaching people to live and die together. How many miserable nights have I experienced, how many times have I waited for spring, autumn, winter and summer? After all, I still broke my heart and hurt my love. Even if the sea is dry and the rocks are broken, the sea is in full swing, it is still the love that can’t wait for a lifetime, looking at each other hard, letting you look through the autumn water, looking forward to wearing it, or the two feelings are difficult to continue, and it is difficult to keep each other. Looking at the gray sky, I couldn’t hide my sadness. I couldn’t help praying silently. If there were any dreams, I wouldn’t wake up. If there were no dreams, please wish me all the best, I was safe. This life is crazy for the King, stay for the king, and never regret. I would like to be crazy for the King all my life!

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