Alone (piano stage art)

In the previous life, I am single-winged angel with blue sky, but could not travel in the sky. Looking at the left wing, he let the time knock down the feathers, and the ground was full of chaos; In this life, I am flowers on the other side like fire, splendid on huangquan Road, leaning against the Naihe Bridge, the only scenery on huangquan road grows out of the three worlds, guiding the soul leading to the secluded prison. Flowers and leaves never meet each other, and life and death are wrong; In the next life, I am an evergreen Teng, overflowing in the alternation of spring, in the enchanting sunshine, madly tangled, stretching out his hands, and trying hard to catch those young ladies who died in vain to wander far away. When the only package they wore was only themselves, they would plug in headphones and listen to the light and sad music quietly, I like Xu Fei’s twenty-five-degree voice, no pain, no heart-breaking, simple as a child, light, pure, single cycle when we have gone alone, I will hide in the library, looking back and forth for the memory about life between bookshelves. My fingertips touch the scarred youth, and through the space between books, I accidentally saw you who met you after a century, then turned around and sat on the floor with curved legs, leaning against the bookshelf, immerse your soul in the world of pure white words when you are alone, you will shuttle back and forth in the Ghost Path. In the morning filled with white fog, you will do aerobic breathing, inhaling and exhaling together with the nature, the brain is in a state of empty, making a grass, without the confusion of 300 thousand troubles, without the love that is as painful as a knife cut, without the tears that make oneself cheap, there is only a small wish of happiness ~ when growing up with sunshine alone, you will lie on the lawn, look up at the boundless sky in midsummer night, count the stars, and think of the story my mother told you when I was young, mom said, every dead person will become a star. I tried hard to find the star that my mother turned into, but my crying red eyes and tears blurred my mother’s appearance, meteor streaks across the universe, long tail drags my sleepless sadness when a person is alone, he will fall in love with daze, thoughts are unrestrained in his mind, eyes will become empty, black pupil can’t reflect the trace of love, meditating on those simple days that make people feel distressed, and then reloading the box of memory, forgetting the unforgettable and heartbreaking things with mosaic, I lost my memory happily, but my wandering footsteps could never catch up with your Wandering footprints. Without holding your hands, I was doomed to drift in this life. Remember that you only used one glance, forget you but use the whole past

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