Looking forward to it, just looking back at you with a smile

The soul of fresh wind and jade bones is hard to sell, and the clear water shakes with smoke in the sky. Thin incense disappeared, broken Lanzhou bridge, sent to this curtain years, winter has come to an end, spring has been in court. The gazing eyes of the other shore, looking forward to the autumn water, just to find you to look back and smile.

When the wind blows, the clouds sweep across the desolation of the season. Although it is early spring, the remaining fallen trees in winter are still fluttering. That touch of green concern, in the withered and yellow attachment scattered into a mound, full of passing sadness. This shore and the other shore, a curtain of worry, some nostalgia, a period of love, walking alone at the end of life. Take a trace of silence and weigh it for a long time. The hands are slightly cool, the heart is boiling hot, and there are thousands of tears in the dream of floating life.

Search, step through the world of mortals, see thousands of scenery, not as good as you look back and smile. In the dust of the years, the smoke waves move for thousands of years, waiting for the next reincarnation, the next corner, the next desert, and meet your delicate shadow.

Remember, an inadvertent encounter, the relative moment, set off a surging tide, the noise retreated, the world was silent. The tenderness like water awakens such a lingering desolation. That cavity charming love, filled with the fundus, want to collect back to rest, just under the eyebrow but on the heart. Ren Weimei's artistic conception breaks the cocoon into a butterfly, the neon feather clothes are wrapped in the drunkenness of lingering love, and the man dance in the sky.

Perhaps it is because the encounter is too beautiful, the sunshine in that season is more charming, maybe it is because of your appearance that there is a hangover of youth! A thin pen, can not write the warbler whisper, amorous feelings. Met at that glance, Mo Tao affection is deep and shallow, and finally lived up to a feast of prosperity.

Knowing each other is an unexpected surprise to me. Hazy and blurred, moist and poetic. You give me an affectionate gaze with clear eyes; you give me a happy hug with gentle body and mind; you give me warmth and sweetness with loving eyes. You use ten thousand wisps of tenderness to share a beautiful dream with me, and your appearance in my life may not be accidental, maybe it is the expectation that has been waiting for thousands of years, maybe it is the unchanging promise on the Sansheng stone, just for a certain day in a certain year and month, in the best years, to meet you and know each other!

Lean on the other side of time, sometimes look at the clouds, sometimes look at you. Plain clothes fluttering, in the green mountains and green water, making fragrant flowers all over the clothes, the pulse is speechless. Tangled thoughts, let go of all the fetters, just to find your eyebrows, that faint warmth, that touch of a shallow smile! Huixin is dandy, fresh and elegant, mature and wise, all touching my heart and intoxicating my soul.

However, all the beautiful things are always short, the heavy pace with the rhythm of parting, in the light years of youth, singing a few times of affection to meet, know each other. Parting sorrow is like a lingering sadness at the fingertips, bathed in the throbbing pain in the sun, unable to breathe. Looking back on the familiar scenes in those years, it suddenly seems like a lot of strangers, but the happy gathering and parting are so overshadowed and tortured each other in the feelings.

How many things, do the dust, look at the flowers with the wind, seems to leave the sad song, clear thoughts, suddenly, the wind rises again, chaos Huafa, broken thoughts.

Staring at the sky on the other side, the wind is light and the clouds are light, but there is a stagnant helplessness in my eyes. The scenery is still there, but without you, less love on the water side. Recall the familiar scene, scene after scene, presented in front of us, is the memory too hurtful or more do not understand to see light, there is no laughing appearance so that I do not like this moment of their own, quiet and silent disturbed the sadness thousands of miles away.

We are all persistent in the fall of dreams, in the efforts to pay too much about the pursuit of achievement, in too many waves of youth, can not resist the obsession that stays in tears. For the ideal ivory tower. I come, you go, you come, I go. They are all pursuing the desire they want, so they will never be together again.

Some people say that love is a mound of incense mound, the deeper the love, the more cruel it is. Some people say that love is a city of sadness. the more you care, the more you are besieged. Sometimes, I try my best to find an exit for myself, but, my dear, I have long forgotten the way I came.

Mist lock light boat, smoke willow woven into sorrow, drizzle breeze against the fence, looking through a few spring and autumn?

The past is sad, thousands of scenery, but a dream of the world of mortals. Now, I set the shore of the world of mortals to stand forever, just waiting for you to look back and smile like the warm sun in early spring.

Author: crazy cold