The vast smoke and water, who makes me warm

Stepping on the shallow shadow of early spring, I lingered on the deserted river bank, silently picked up the memory of the past scattered on the beach, embraced the happy flowing light that year, and sang solo near the river …… today, I stand there, there is still the melody you hummed before, but it’s a pity that everything can’t go back to the past. A beautiful encounter ended in silence. Standing in the setting sun, lovesickness and losing weight, now, falling into the river is just a sad and beautiful legend. Don’t come here, jingxun is like a shuttle, I don’t think it is already a beauty. For the whole five years, the bitterness of the river was dyed with the parting song of the breakpoint. Looking at the end of the world, I felt pity that what I waited for was always moon falling and wild geese flying south, the beach which was once full of footprints of you and me has become a lonely happy scene for me. I was unable to embrace the gentle light and charming shadow in front of me into my dream. When the tears I endured fell down, I realized that this love had already been rooted in the beach and became the happiness and sadness that I could never forget in my life. Love, not far away, only a river’s distance. Love is too far, I can’t reach this life. Who broke through the floating scenery of a river and broke my half-life obsession? Is it true that the cold current has frozen my dream in winter, and I can no longer feel the warmth of spring or hear the sound of happiness blooming? You are far away, and there is no book gradually. After leaving, I walked through the departure dock day and night, but finally I waited for you not to come or find the sound. In my memory, the picture of happiness became a mirage in a glimpse. The wind shook down a river of yearning …… from then on, I had to dance alone, walk alone on the beach and talk alone in my dreams. For you, I painted the land as a prison, and imprisoned the lovesickness of fleeting years; For you, I sang lonely and shallow, guarding an empty city alone. Flowers fly all over the sky, and who is pitiful of the Red fragrance? How good it would be if life was just like first sight. Do you remember that year when the clouds were all over the river, you fell in love with my eyebrows and I fell in love with your shoulders? Do you remember that day when Catkins were all over the sky, you and I made peach blossom music together, and we made an appointment for the next life? Once, your true love monologue turned into waves, making me warm. Now, I am here, where is you? Once upon a time, you waved your sleeves to accept the wind, and the flute flew to the song, making me blossom for a lifetime. Now, I am here, where is you? The river is very wide, but I only miss one harbor in this life. Do you know that I am looking through the autumn water, staring at the thousands of sails, just waiting for you to come? Year after year, year after year, I lingered here, thinking that one day you would come unexpectedly, but the flowers blossomed and faded, the tide went and the tide came again, except for memories left on this beach, only me and my sad singing. Those verses written on the back of the paper turned yellow gradually in the rising and falling of the moon. The misty rain that passed away from the rest of the World wet my face. Who could see this heart which was obsessed with love and painful by the River day and night? Dear, no matter where you are, I will definitely be here! Whether you come or not, I will wait for you on this beach! The ripples of the river are my breath of love throughout my life. Let me take a wisp of blue and misty rain in the sky and play for you with blue silk as the string. At this moment, let your heart listen to the whispers from the sky again, and build a boat with crazy words. Then, take the wind in a wisp of memory and drive to the distant shore…… Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…