Red Dust dream

The vicissitudes of the sea, curtain, make a period of tenderness lingering; Flowers bloom, endless sorrow, destroy a true heart. Always think that time will dilute everything, always think that sadness will slide over your fingertips, always think that tears will no longer flood, always think that life is a play, sooner or later it will end. However, the lead is gone, but it still can’t change your worries. The four seasons of reincarnation, missing into a string of bitter tears, dripping in every season. I lingered at the former post station. When I lost half of my life, I just wanted to exchange for the warmth of the past. I buried my feelings for a lifetime and just wanted to win eternal love. However, the thoughts like the wind and the infatuation like a dream will not reach the time of passing away, and eventually the heart will be broken in the Earth. My days flow slowly and irregularly. Every day in my gloomy heart, the sorrow of unfortunate love increases. I cry secretly. Tears are my comfort, tears are my partner, and my heart is captured by heartbroken thoughts; Being lingering by the past warmth; Being tortured by lost love; Surrounded by invisible separation, troubled by broken dreams. All the good things are always stagnant, only the sorrow is spreading infinitely, the dream floats with the soul, and the Ghost moves with the atmosphere. The breeze touched my cheek, but touched the road marks left by the years. The drizzle flowed into my heart, but it could not wash away countless sorrows, nor could it moisten my dry heart. Suddenly Looking back, the dream is drunk to the broken dream, and this complex through time and space cannot be opened. Perhaps, this life only lives in the entanglement of meeting rather than missing. Aftertaste the scene of the former film: talking and laughing, melody of lyre soft, writing and writing, and words rolling and smoking. Now it has become the past clouds, and the sky is misty. How can the love be deep and shallow, wither the prosperity of the whole life, and fall the flowers in the full court. In the past few years, he was full of sorrow, tears as wine, raised his glass and sighed, sighing a piece of infatuation, and the smoke and rain did not happen. Who made a period of tenderness lingering, who destroyed a heart? In the bleak night, helpless thoughts filled the dark heart. In my view, I can no longer see the scenery of shaking waves and rolling up thousands of snow, and I can no longer see the beautiful shadow of coming in and out. Who can comfort my injured heart with random words? Who can open my closed heart with the key of true love? Rolling in the red dust, I waited bitterly on the other side of the Yin world, but what I waited for was a desolate and lonely place. I curled up, hiding in the dark corner, lit all the sadness, took all the pain and cut off all the love, but I couldn’t break my infatuated lingering. This pain is deep in my heart, and this feeling can be eliminated without any means, and this worry has no absolute period. If I can, I would like to exchange my whole world for the tip of your iceberg; If I can, let my stage build in your heart and dance with your heart for a lifetime; If I can, I will give you all my heart, and I will not leave a flap to hurt myself; If you can, you can use extraordinary acting skills to play to my memory loss; If you can, if you stab me to death with emotional knife handle, I will leave a suicide note that will not punish you; If you can, you will obsession me with love lies until I become a fool and cannot remind you; if I can, let memories stop forever and let dreams return to reality, I will cherish them all my life. However, these fantasies finally got into my bone marrow, connecting with my blood and becoming my patent forever. The night is dead, and the love is still there. Who shares with each other, empty and sad. Deep withered lotus, on the shore of Willow, on the single-plank bridge, it was full of sad and beautiful sadness. However, your smiling eyes, handsome and blackish face, dignified and tall figure, graceful image, humorous and open-minded character, the scene of you and me, but it often appears in my mind. I want to erase it, but I can’t erase it. Time flies, the Autumn Water looks through, but you have been sitting on the other side of me. The night is dark, the wind is quiet, who has lost the tender feelings and broken curtain? After thousands of sails have passed, only one obsession and thousands of sorrows are left to lock the eyebrows. How sad, how many dreams, wrapped around a desolate broken heart. Even if the heavy makeup wears a generally appropriate face, it can only be dyed by the wind and frost of the years; Even if it is a thousand dreams, it can only be hidden in a corner of the heart, even if it is a thousand thoughts, it cannot be indulged. Thousands of dreams are quiet, thousands of miles are in love, thousands of mountains are in charge of wind repair, and thousands of waters flow naturally. Thousands of clocks are drunk, and poems are given liquor cups. Ancient poems have a new rhyme to understand the heart. Life is full of flavor, and it is difficult to return from dreams. Who knows the flavor; Thousands of people are drunk, and there is no reincarnation in the world. It is sad, hard, and sad, next to three-Life stone, no next life is allowed. Who knows this love will happen. Thousands of years of tears, who will gather these tears; Thousands of Silk, who will describe this silk? It’s hard to reply to the dream if you ask who it is when the sky is falling and the heart is broken! Zan (prose editor: Ke Er) Phoenix mountain spring outing

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