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This dream is willing to wait for you to the end of the world.

Cherry blossoms are falling, rippling with the most beautiful charm of April; Light green sunshine covers the whole period of May; Beaulotus is blooming, soft with the fragrance of June. In the most beautiful season of warblers, I will keep a corner of joy and quiet and wait for you. Maybe this is just a desolate dream, but I am still willing to keep you to the end of the world. Inscription in the shallow summer, the fragrance of the Gardenia was still warm, but the Carmine began to fall. The short flowering period always makes people feel sad. Looking at the Carmine scattered all over the ground, they always feel distressed, but they don’t know what they are distressed about. Thinking, if flowers bloom is a kind of warm happiness, then flowers fall should be a kind of melancholy moved. Otherwise, why do you always wet your eyes by these tiny details? Perhaps, because spring goes back to spring and the Four Seasons flow, the scattered falling flowers also contain compassion in the current year, just for the next more perfect blooming on schedule. Looking at the scattered Carmine, I suddenly thought of the sand in Zhang Xian’s “Hyoscyamus niger” in the Northern Song Dynasty and the bird pond, and the cloud broke the moon to dancing floral silhouette. There are curtains dense lights covering, the wind is uncertain, and people are Chu Jing. Tomorrow’s red should be full. Whenever I think of the full path of tomorrow’s falling red, I can always touch the softest corner of my heart, where the most beautiful ripples can be blown with a gentle breeze. When I woke up at the beginning of the morning and opened the window, there was a fall of red on the ground outside. That red, there is another name, called lovesickness. Thinking about these, how beautiful it should be. 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. When does this water take off and when does this hate have. I only wish my heart is like my heart, and I will not live up to my lovesickness. I don’t know what kind of mood Li Zhiyi used to write down when the water was taken off and when the hate had already taken place. I only wish my heart is like my heart, and I will not live up to my lovesickness. Perhaps, in his opinion, such a word is easy for him. However, he did not expect that these short words had bewitched so many readers thousands of years later and made them fall in love with them. Many people always want to keep the love in their hearts, but they don’t know that love is the same as Carmine, sprouting, blooming gambol at the flowering stage, and falling at the end. Fate is right, falling means love gets the final root of the fallen leaves, fate is wrong, these scattered red means lovesickness, but these lovesickness is left to the person who has the deepest love, and that person is destined to become a lonely soul with sadness in love. Even if there are many reasons, people can understand, but how many people can be free and easy to think about? And vice versa, I am making such a confused and beautiful mistake myself. I remember that Bai Xiaomei once said: It seems that every meeting is for tomorrow’s separation. Not only do we know that we will leave in the end, but there are still so many people looking forward to meeting with deep love. A quick farewell may be forever. I always wanted to leave something for this meeting, but I didn’t expect there was a line of fate. Even if there were more things left, the fate was shallow, and eventually it was scattered, forgot. The fate is deep. Even if nothing is left, you can still meet again and continue to write the front. The things left behind are just an excuse for yourself and a sustenance for the fear and fear in your heart. June, without you around, even with a smile, I felt something missing in my heart. Missing all the time always erodes the heart and bones, which makes people feel painful and unbearable. The fear in my heart also began to make myself afraid to think nonsense again. Thinking, guarding you, even a desolate dream, is still willing to wait for you until the end of the world.

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