If there is a dream tonight, I hope there are snowflakes in the dream.

Standing on the other side of the current year, I gently wrapped the shallow wounds of the season. In front of me, maple leaves are red. However, in my heart, a snow has been rising one after another, and the whole world is full of red dust, the flower shadow stole away. Without you, I still didn’t change my makeup yesterday. I walked alone in the old days, the old roads and the old scenes for the purpose of practicing the contract and carrying the only luggage-love. Finger smoke, I am still the former me, you, or the original you? If Naihe Bridge is not a legend, I would like to jump down and forget Chuan River, bear thousands of years of ups and downs, torture, and look forward to another result of the next life; If three-Life Stone is not a legend, I would like to cut my wrist, mark you and my name with blood, looking forward to the next life. The wind blew on my face. A red leaf glided across my brow and fell on my cheek. The edge of the barbed leaf scratched my face and hurt my heart. Oh, is this the wind blowing on the desert? At this moment, I feel like the solitary wild goose of the world, floating alone in the world of no one. I passed through the broken walls and ruins of the desert, forgetting to break the cold star of Loulan, the moon, the wind, the sand and the fall, all the thoughts were destroyed, and the only love was unwilling to fall. I stayed at the tuyere of Tuoling sound, saved a tender old day, and silently read a deep reunion. I remember that year, on the stone bridge in Yangzhou, I, green silk like a waterfall, white clothes win Snow, bamboo Xiao horizontal, in a scene of far-reaching Blue Smoke, blowing down a lot of Misty; You, green shirt show, smile bright, light fold willow branch, dip in clear water, in a tree of peach blossom flying, it is written with a few deep feelings. On that day, looking at Yi Yi’s reflection in the water, I heard the Moss Haggard on the stone bridge the voice of blooming deep inside, and the autumn wind crushed the aftersound. You are like a wisp of smoke, scattered with the wind, faded out of my sight, I stretched out my hand to keep only a trace of melancholy, a piece of paper fell White, a lament. Therefore, I hid behind my smile and smiled bitterly in the old songs, sending all my worries to the new words and old words. Today, I, like a lost child, can’t tell the warm direction. Even if there are still flowers and full moon and birds and flowers in the rest of your life, how can it be perfect without your sharing? A review of the sense of fate makes me think about the reign and Twilight. Who knows, in my world, flowers are no longer flowers, and dancing is no dance. In the future, how can I smile to warm up? Some people say that 45 is the angle of looking up at happiness, but I am used to looking up just to prevent tears from falling down easily. Dear, my heart is still waiting for the autumn you promised, has your heart changed the face of the season? The years of quicksand in Mo dance pour down at the fingertips. Perhaps fate is doomed. On the bank of the familiar river, there will be no more Lanzhou to urge, nor will there be a back of holding hands and relying on each other; Perhaps fate is doomed, in that river, there will be only one slow song to sing in the future, and only one low voice to sigh. Dear, no matter what the ending is in this life, for me, it is a kind of beauty to meet you in the world, and it is a kind of happiness to fall in love with you in the red dust. Even if you are speechless, I don’t complain. Let me hold my memories lightly and comfort myself with the traces left by you in the remaining semi-que floating light. I will hold a heart lamp in the forgotten corner, waiting for you. In fact, I know that leaving is not what you want, not without words, and not forgetting. Now, if anyone asks me: what is the greatest wish in this life? I think I will tell him (her) without hesitation that I would like to give all the good times to meet your deepest review. If anyone asks me: Which road do you want to take most in this life? I think I will answer him (her) firmly. I will only set foot on the road that leads to you. I have no choice but it. In this life, even if you leave half the world, as long as you can finally touch your fingertips, then everything you pay is worth it. No matter how the years change, you will always be my favorite in this life and the constant theme between the lines. No matter whether you whisper or not in the future, this life is just for you. You said, I love the appearance of my long hair most, then, even if three thousand of green silk are around three thousand of bitter worries, even if it is lonely and sad, red face and thin, in this life, my long hair still has no regrets to stay for the King. Dear, I remember all the poems you wrote for me with your heart. Your words and your words have turned into glittering snowflakes falling in my life, into my bones, my blood beats you and will never leave! You can never leave! Hide the deep name in your heart. Stretch out your hand, gather a wisp of maple red and walk quietly in the depths of the red dust. If there is a dream tonight, I hope there are snowflakes in the dream, I will stand alone in the ferry passing by the thin wind in the clean and flawless world, draw a picture scroll with the hand of your son, play a movement that never leaves, and write an ending with your son. If you really have a dream tonight, I hope no one will wake me up! Let me hold my memories and fall asleep in those flying snowflakes……

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