Winter Warm Sun

On winter night, the cold wind blows gently, and the moon is as quiet as water. I stood in silence in front of the window, and a burst of heart-wrenching pain came to my heart; I suddenly remembered that I hadn’t walked hand in hand with you for a long time, that long path, listening to the heartbeat silently and appreciating the moon together, staring at you quietly and quietly in your eyes. How to get rid of this sadness and how quiet your mood is? The past years have been berthed on the boundless river bank of the distant lovesickness, but the heart sail sailing to the shore does not know where to go, and the love voice of the Iraqi people in the distance is thinking about the promise of the afterlife, just because the heart which was never forgotten stayed in the sailing boat of dream. However, the love in this life can only bloom in the narrow roadside flowers and plants, and there is no one watching it quietly. It can only be the fragrance in your heart and mine that affects you and me in this life. However, in our immortal life, the boundless beach in our dream, and the bright floating snowflakes in the north, have you ever left your figure? Can you and me walk in Guilin landscape full of romantic charm? Can I find you in my dream in the surging waves of the world? I don’t know, how long will it take to look back this time to meet you again? I don’t know how long it will take for the next fate and where can I wait for you? Maybe hundreds of years later, the promise of the next life will make you and me get together again. At that time, I will hold your hand and walk together without delay, and will not miss the beloved you again, I won’t let tears run across your face once, and I won’t let you and me miss the warm winter sunshine. I want to keep this winter, not because the snow in this winter makes me nostalgic, but because I have waited for a winter dawn without your figure, how many mornings, how many winds, how many cold fog, how many dreams you want to forget, how many warm winter days, never expect the well-known foot sounds. I remember that day, the sky was so cloudy that snowflakes fell on me one by one. I stared at that path crazily, expecting your figure to appear in the snowflakes. In the distance, the mountains and fields were slowly enveloped in the white haze by pieces of snowflakes. I stretched out my hands. The cold snow gently slipped down on my palm, as soft as cotton, as light as reed flowers and as white as silver. The heavy me slowly approached the jungle, but the mountain was still the same. Everything had made the cold snow destroy the beautiful scenery of the past. However, the deep and shallow footprints of the line behind him are so lonely and lonely. Perhaps, this winter will be sad in the depth of endless missing, and quietly looking forward to it in the cold night? It should be noted that this winter is hard to be forgotten by me. I just want to walk out of the confused forest and let my heart have a little peace and a short rest. However, that morning, in the rising morning sun of the warm winter, I watched the warm rising winter in the light sunshine, so new and so warm. I looked at the long clear sky, and from time to time there was a cold wind attacking me, which startled me from the scene of intoxication. That red sun had broken away from the bondage of the mountain, with warm sunshine, the coolness of winter is dispelled cleanly. At that moment, all the beauty was as warm as the warm sun. At that moment, my heart was filled with a kind of desire, hoping that if you were around me, with a shallow smile, listen to the voice of the nature with me, stare at the rising of the glow, laugh happily together, and walk through this warm winter together, then I will pick up the stars all over the sky and let the sun rise every day, let flowers bloom all the time, and let life create immortal miracles. I would like to think that in the deep of that remote path, you can come with a smile, pick a black tea for you beside the shade of the green grass, and don’t put it on your flying hair, the fragrance of flowers on your hands makes the warmth flow around you. I wonder if you can accompany me to the hillside of that small Hall and listen gently to the leaves moving when the mountain wind blows through the treetop, and when the Milky Way shining under the moon, quietly, you and I are listening to a beautiful legend. I want to spend the warm sunshine of that winter with you.

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