I just suddenly miss someone,

I don’t know how gorgeous the flowers bloom in this season, whether it is worth waiting for, nor do I know how sinking the moment the sun rises, whether it is worth flying moths to the fire, I don’t know how long I can hold on, stop at the place of the world of mortals for you, and keep your warmth silently. It suddenly occurred to me that in the evening a few days ago, there was a pair of brown butterflies flying around in the yard, whether they were companions or lovers in love, and it was too late to think about them, I only saw the butterfly bypassing on the top of my head until I could not see it. It is like a grand encounter and the most beautiful pose. If, I am also a butterfly, can I fly to the place I want to go and stay with the person I want to stay? Don’t care whether life is really so short, but the life in memory was once so bright and dazzling. The so-called elegance refers to the flowing sand, which is only a period of aging. It’s just that such beauty cannot be dispersed in few memories. Who else can touch the throb hidden in my heart like you? Similarly, will it be in such an affectionate season? The memory that cannot be dispersed, I think, since this is the case, then indulge yourself once, quietly and miss you. After today, it is still your own season. Just like, I have never been moved, nor have I ever missed anyone like this. Everything goes back to the original place. If it is wrong, you can’t go back to the original point. This kind of self can’t escape. Therefore, you should tell yourself to go forward for a while, or turn at a certain intersection. Only in this season, only in this season, just in any season with you, Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…