A puff of smoke and rain, a piece of tenderness

The rain at night is lingering, red jequity can’t tell you how much you miss; The wind is cold at night, the piano is pleasant, and you can’t write your thoughts. A puff of smoke and rain, how many lovesickness? How much tenderness is there? Tonight, write for you, carve out my love for you, and engrave the care of a lifetime. Inscription the night in Jiangnan always comes so early and dusk. A puff of smoke and rain, mother-in-law whirling, falling in my heart, floating on your stranger. You are in the east, but I am in the West. Our hearts are the same, and we feel the tenderness of a piece of rain and fog. In the quiet and cool night, the silk light rain drifts gently; Wisps of curtain of rain, hazy infatuation. You, silent, I, also have no words, light dance heart fan, cut eyes like water I don’t know, a puff of smoke rain, a few feelings; I don’t know, a puff of smoke rain, holding hands and catching a cup of sparkling and quiet fragrant tea and drinking a few times, I always wanted to expel the coolness in my heart. However, I couldn’t drive away the melancholy and depression of my heart for a while. In the rainy night that ended in West, my heart had reverie. I kept reverie and reverie the favorite in my heart. So, I caught my pen darkstory, I began to warm my heart slowly. Thoughts drifted away with the rain, smiling faces like flowers, thoughts like poems, thoughts like rain, and strings of “Who will you think of when it rains”, your shadow gradually becomes clear in my heart. I still remember you who were blue clothing quiet. I remember the girl who passed by a purple umbrella in the bluestone Alley. I remember the faint sadness and gentle sigh on your face, remember that your cloud-like black hair is full of resentment! However, I don’t know how you are living now? I kept thinking about Nzn in my heart, and finally I couldn’t avoid such thoughts. Therefore, I took out the photos that I had collected for a long time and looked at them carefully. You looked at me like a flower and smiled. I touched your beautiful face pus, and my heart was in full swing, A piece of warmth. At this moment, I borrowed the light of my neighbor and looked at you in the direction of you: in the distance, there was a misty night, a silk rain line, swaying; Near, the rain hit the banana, and the sound was crisp, knock out the tender feelings; Green leaves rustle, swaying and dancing, washing the dust and playing the beautiful love song. On a beautiful rainy night, I couldn’t find you, watching the wind hold the hand of rain, turning into rain silk and being gentle together; Listening to the lingering story of rain and wind, the hidden melancholy is surging, wet a large area of yarakai heart. The night is already deep, but I am still awake. I don’t know why I fell in love with this deep rainy night and let the gentle you occupy my heart? I opened the curtain window of my heart again and again, and my tenderness to you was surging over and over again? A few folds of spring and autumn, always like the gentle rain, always interweaves the gentle wind, and sends a message of love to the wind and rain, hoping that we can approach in the rain and warm up with love! How many people do you Aquacome in your life? How many love songs have there been in the rain? How many love stories have there been under the umbrella of love? I know that people and love songs make the story beautiful and the heart will not hurt; I know that stories sing love songs together with people and make people intoxicated. I don’t know if your feelings are also stirring for love? Gentle rain is always accompanied by soft wind, which turns into an eternal theme. Who doesn’t like gentle rain and wind? Because of love, lingering, Lovesickness in the wind and rain. As long as Aquacome, love music is especially beautiful, even in the wind and rain, singing a wonderful movement. Love needs softness, all of which are gentle, accompanied by wind and rain, and the time and space of the south of the Yangtze River. I put the gentle rain and the gentle wind in my palm, and then I had tenderness and beautiful memories. Think of You in this life, in the afterlife, even if, send a piece of tenderness in your dream. Thinking of walking at dusk once, it seems that in today’s rainy night, there is wind, rain, hazy, swaying and fuzzy, you come with a purple umbrella, I don’t know if you will come, surprise me. We hide under the umbrella of flowers, I hold you, embrace our love and go home together. At that moment, I deeply touched the raindrops in my eyes. Under the purple umbrella, we are happy, warm and soft, lingering, full of tenderness and warm love. Since then, the agreement of our life has been fixed: lovesickness is in the wind and rain. Along the way, we held hands, kissed on the road, held an umbrella together, greeted the wind and rain, crossed the mud, in the baptism of the red dust, to persist, to own, to be true, the love in my heart was hosted on warm haven, and from then on, there was no separation. Walking through the rainy night, we ushered in the dawn, full of hope, and went to the Palace of deep love. No disappointment, no hesitation, no vicissitudes of life, only tender Rain, chasing the invisible wind, fluttering in the smoky rain. The rain and wind are cool, and it is very light on my face. It is very soft and comfortable. I can’t help but hold you close to me deeply. At that moment, the rain was like tears, and I was intoxicated by the happiness of love. Like a soft dream. Love rises with the wind, love moves with the rain. Keep your thoughts alone, entangle your thoughts, accumulate your feelings in your heart, and open your love. I will give my heart to the wind, with my greetings, blowing to your heart; I will give lovesickness to silk rain, bring a piece of tenderness, dripping in your heart; I transmit the breath of love to the air. May The Air drift around you with the wind; I only wish you can still remember, deep lovesickness, deep blessing and deep attachment. Walking into the smoky rain, the lovely raindrops were naughty and kissed my cheek suddenly, like your gently falling lips; Suddenly and softly moisten my sight, like your gently crying tears; suddenly my heart beats faster, like my passion to embrace you. Close your eyes slightly and enjoy it silently. I think of you. The soft honey that falls on my lips makes me happy. This instant tenderness makes me infinitely linger and linger. I like the drizzle flying and walking in the rain. As at this moment, the gentle raindrops gently surrounded me; The hazy rain and fog tempted me to think a lot. A puff of smoke and rain, a scene of tenderness. Unforgettable Love like rain and dampness! Silk is soft and wrapped around the heart. An umbrella can’t cover the light sorrow in my heart. The gloom condensed on the face of the Rain Man is more dignified than that on rainy days. The endless rain is already endless sorrow, and it is also full of sorrow to see the rain man? It’s raining, and it can’t melt my eyes. It is raining all over the sky, and what is moving is the silent call of the heart. The rain fell silently, like floral flowers dancing in the air, colorless, tasteless and fragrant. The rain all over the sky is like a tearful flower dying. No, rain is a flower withering with tears! Night, a little cold, just like this missing, a little sad, I know, there is a kind of distance, let the heart more a little miss, but also, let the emotion have a touch of sorrow, and cut off a wisp of love and thought to fly in the sky of drizzle. I hope it can fall on your chest and melt into a drop of tears, infiltration into your heart, ask for me, are you as sad as I am at this moment? Call Your Name lightly, it seems that you are beside me, but you accidentally touch the tears on your face, which is already wet and fuzzy. I wanted, in such a cold rainy night, I pillow your name to keep warm and sleep. Then I have a pure white dream, put my care on the face of the dream, and turn it into a rising snowflake that floats to your side, however, I couldn’t sleep at all. I couldn’t help asking softly, how far can my heart and heart care be? Outside the window, the sound of raindrops is very clear. The sound is not very loud, but it is quiet, but it lifts the noise of the heart, like a soft hand gently touching the strings, flowing out a string of beautiful notes, jumping in the space of the heart, playing a piece of light beauty and light sorrow in this spotless silence. Beauty makes missing longer, farther, more meaningful and never-ending sorrow, more lonely, less, more melancholy, more caring, more melancholy, more melancholy, turned into rain and tears! The rain is still falling, and there is always too much sadness in my heart tonight when the drizzle comes one after another. At this time, I can’t write the mood at this moment. Drizzle, missing, swaying with the wind, heart moving with the wind, love falling with the rain, where are you under the purple umbrella? Rain gave me poetic feelings, but you still remember that flute, which makes you lose weight. Quiet good time, a gentle, a smoky rain, crumble who dreams? I dipped a thousand lovesickness into darkstory, and set a flood of water, moon and wind, agarwood thoughts, describing a period of blue rhyme time, low eyebrows holding flowers, carrying a coos Pure Lotus, Xu Lotus has a tender feeling, from then on, lovesickness

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