Snow fell silent

It was such a cold season again. The lead-colored clouds hung on the top of the head low and low. The sky was covered with a layer of light gray, and the snowflakes were flying all over the sky, rising and falling without any sound. Along this tortuous river, it went against the wind. The world is as quiet as before, unconsciously, covered with frost and snow, stretching out the cold hands, where the wind passes, pieces of snowflakes are like white butterflies, falling gently from my fingers, sliding together, the time in this world is so colorful that it looks like old photos faded by years. The lines like water, the shadows like blue, the black and white interlaced, the mountains and rivers, the thousands of years of resentment in the world of mortals, thousands of emotions and sorrows spread over and over, and the scene faded away gradually. He stopped, leaned against the handrail, bowed to the Earth, closed his eyes and held his breath, and sighed softly. Since then, when love was filled, I really wanted to get drunk happily, then shake off my sad heart and move forward alone. However, I often indulge in those dream-like confusion, crying alone and unable to extricate myself. Perhaps, life is like this, full of contradictions and struggles. The love of the world of mortals, moving forward, fell into the endless abyss, backward, snow had covered the road back. Therefore, I put my hands together and made a devout pilgrimage; But before that, my soul had been guilty. I was full of devotion and kowtow to the Buddha; During this time, my body had drifted too far, too far. I am not addicted to the world of mortals, but I was born in the world of mortals. I can’t escape from the fate, the prison of desire, and the thousand-year love, hate and love idiots in the world of mortals. The heart is covered with dust, not like the lotus in front of the Buddha, but the sludge is not dyed. The snow fell silently, and the empty and depressed streetscape seemed to be separated by an old dream. In the past, the warm and quiet time in the old building, which was gently taken into his arms, was abruptly gathered into a narrow and gloomy space by the silent snow curtain, and gradually became moldy. Squatting down, looking down, the white snow covered with flowers that have not yet fallen, dry yellow and thin, lingering. No flower can shine on the branch forever, just like the love in the world, which period will not be knocked down by the trifles of life, drifting in the long river of time without any sound. The so-called everlasting and everlasting, you are just a helpless frustrated person, a beautiful lie on the paper. After watching it for a long time and listening to it too much, people would choose to believe themselves and others. In the rolling world of mortals, the two went forward together, warming each other and helping each other, which became the form of love. However, there is no more feeling of heart shaking and dying at that time. If the flower in my hand is zeroed, it will bloom again in spring next year. One flower is gone and the other one is open. The branch of spring will never be lonely. The same is true in life. No one only encounters a love in his life. When the previous relationship ends, there will be new feelings to fill the vacancy. However, once upon a time, who lost his mind and who missed his fleeting time? At this moment, I suddenly realized that life was just like flowers blossoming and fading. It didn’t matter who was more or less. Everything in this world is like a dream. When time is poured out, the empty life is less than the trace of blue birds scratching the sky. The snow began to dance gracefully, just like that night, the glittering petals fell from the happy tree, soft and lingering. Time flows away inch by inch. In the flowing light of the world, I am old and slim. 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Glance of love

If the wind comes, a fallen leaf will be left as a thought. If the rain comes, a dewter will be left as a memory. However, you did come here, leaving only a hint of expression in my eyes that I fell in love at first sight, the boy, who I forgot my appearance and still felt deep, had been branded in my heart and sealed up till now when I was a girl. I still remember that autumn, frost dyed the whole maple forest red overnight. Therefore, this small piece of quiet maple forest became lively, especially the students who like painting, sitting under the maple tree with drawing boards all day long. I don’t like painting, but I like maple forest. No matter whether the maple leaves are red or not, I am used to walking when I am free. I like to lean against the tree and look at the Sunshine squeezing through the maple leaves with my head raised, flashing down. In autumn, pieces of maple leaves are like a bride with red makeup. Once the breeze passes, they will sway down and kiss the Earth with charming postures. That afternoon, I still walked through the maple forest to the classroom for self-study. It was estimated that the time was almost up. The painters went back with splits in hand. The maple forest was very quiet, only the maple leaves were wordy in the breeze. Suddenly a burst of laughter came. After walking around a few trees, I found that there was another boy hiding here reading. It seems that it should be one or even two grades higher than me. White shirt and blue jeans, standing with legs crossed, leaning lazily on the tree pole, elegant and natural. Perhaps he was attracted by the plot in the book, and didn’t notice that there was still someone in the woods. He just giggled by himself. However, I was attracted by him. At that time, I just thought the appearance of such a handsome guy standing in the maple forest was very beautiful, and I hated that I didn’t know how to draw, otherwise I would draw him down, looking at his angular face, he gave off a mature sense of superiority. With his handsome appearance and bright smile, the whole person was shining against the red maple. I thought the person immersed in the book would not be disturbed by the outside world, so I looked at him without scruple, or it could be said that he was greedy. Maybe he realized something and raised his head from the book, look at me firmly. I was a little embarrassed. After all, it was the first time to look at a boy like this, so I thought about leaving the beginning in panic, but I thought again in my heart: why should I be so sweet? Anyway, he didn’t know me. So he lifted his bangs, so he looked at him calmly. At the moment when our eyes collided, I could do nothing if I wanted to avoid it, as if my heart stopped suddenly. The feeling of suffocation made my head empty, only knowing that I stared at his eyes motionlessly. And the moment he saw me, his smile froze on his face. We looked at each other like this, and nobody withdrew their eyes. I don’t know who started to move the footsteps, and the distance of looking at each other began to change, two meters and one meter, until their figures disappeared in each other’s sight. It took me a long time to recover my heartbeat, and I jumped very fast. I wanted to turn back, but I didn’t dare to turn back. I was afraid that when I turned back, I would be trapped in his back and couldn’t help myself. I was only 16 years old that year, and at the age of 16, I was as pure as a piece of white paper, so when I looked at that pair of hot eyes, when I knew that it was love at first sight, I was at a loss. I didn’t dare to express myself to him, and I didn’t dare to pour out to others, so I felt like the sea overflowed my head and could only let it spread. In the next few days, I always hoped to meet him again. I thought I should say something to him, and I wanted to know whether his glance at me had the same feeling as my glance at him. Or we don’t need to say anything, just sit quietly for a while. I even had an impulse to inquire about his class and his name, but I didn’t do that after all. Maybe I was shy, or maybe I knew that love was not what we could bear at that age, so I can only press this feeling in my heart. Later, I became quiet and quiet. I didn’t like to go out after class. I sat in the classroom quietly searching every corner of the campus just to see his figure. There were several times when I saw him from afar and plucked up the courage to pretend to meet him, but when I came to him, I could only miss him with my head lowered. I don’t know whether he will keep watching my figure go away like the first time, or he really forgot me. Later, I found that he was very fond of playing basketball, and he would appear on the basketball court as soon as class was over. I could see the basketball court clearly from my classroom, but I wouldn’t do that kind of foolish thing I met again, instead of being so strange to miss, it is better to sit in the classroom silently watching his vigorous posture on the basketball court. For several times, I found that he looked at my position, but it was unknown whether it was unintentional or intentional. But in my heart, I still imagined that he was kind of interested in me, but just as ashamed as I was to confess; I still imagine that one day he might give me a little note that says I like you. I was so hard in love and looking forward to it until he left school. I, I still haven’t got the imaginary answer. 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