Wake up, as from another

On the water side, I am willing to wear a lotus fragrance, take a boat with a leaf, cross the moon of Qin Shiming, cross the Tang wind and song rain, and find you on the vast West Lake. I just want to show you around, and tap on every night I miss you. It seems to be a long-time dusty dream, in which you dress in a white dress, with a faint fragrance of jasmine, long hair fluttering, singing a gentle song and following the rhyme of song lyrics, is that your previous life? Beautiful You, holding the misty dream, turned over the past. I think my previous life would be a boy riding on the back of a cow, blowing the muzzle across the mountain and through the running water, just to play a love with you in your previous life. The flute is melodious, the song is melodious, and the curl of voice is like the sounds of nature in the world. The Echo Falls in the wind for thousands of times. The tender feelings are like flowers falling all over the sky. Petals fly over your face and turn into thousands. You smile, silence the sunset at dusk, dotted with deep love. Seeing how colorful the sunset glow is on the horizon, you walk away slowly with the night wind and memory, rubbing the dream like foam. Wake up in a dream, try hard to find you, lost the warmth in the dream, like a piece of fragrance still lingering on the pillow, endless missing into two lines of tears, wet the clothes. After waking up, it was difficult to fall asleep. The dark night outside the window brought the chill and coldness of winter. In the dream, whose singing is melodious and whose flute is melodious. In the dream, it seems like a lifetime. If I can dream again, I would like to sing for you, with the moonlight as the spectrum and the breeze as the song, playing the old love, but the broken dream tormented me, tears continued, endless missing, spreading, flying over the mountains, flowing through the water, to find the beautiful image in your dream. Do you still remember the music echoed in the dream? May you sing another song, and I will certainly follow your voice, hold you in my arms again, listen to your shallow smile, engrave love into my heart, and never forget you. Even if there is breeze, moon and flowing water tonight, it is hard to express my missing in my heart. My years are still the same, but it is hard to find a beautiful woman in my dream. The Dream of the past life has broken, and everything in the dream has vanished. A cup of turbid wine is hard to relieve sorrow. I borrowed a piece of plain paper and wanted to pick up the fragments of dreams. However, the sigh of time disturbed my heartbeat, which was hard to grasp the memory. I spent the whole night, but I couldn’t find the vanishing dream. I sang, looked back, remembered and thought endlessly. Then I turned my heart into a dew and perched on the broad leaves of the dream, and fell asleep, wait for the dawn of the next life, wake me up gently.

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