A song singing friendship

A song singing friendship — Bingwen in the flowing sand river of time, youth is a kind of beauty emerging and a kind of pure yearning. When we experienced a lot of ups and downs in life, the good times and youth gave us a new feeling and aftertaste. There was a quiet river flowing in the light years, and the smiling face of once immature youth was quietly covered with fine lines. Thinking of the ignorance and ignorance, every point of staying made me feel deeply aftertaste, I pursue the yearning of youth, that is, I keep calling myself happy. I feel the past time of you in my heart, the beautiful sweetness in my pure youth, and the love you once had, just like the evergreen flowers rooted in my heart and never lost. I have never forgotten that my arm was injured in the volleyball match in high school and went to the hospital. At night, you came to my home to see me. Only you start from small details silently and care for me until you visit me sincerely. After graduation, we often stay together. When the night comes, you come to me with a gun. What a pleasant thing it is when I follow you to shoot birds. The stars were all over the sky, and the cool wind at night accompanied us to move forward, just following you and playing with you. I don’t think much, let alone think much. I think friendship is precious. My sister told me to let me fall in love with you. I naively thought that we were friendship, not love. When I went to your house to tell you when I was going to get married, your eyes were so desolate and sad that you were lying on the bed calling my name and telling me that you were half a year late. The feeling at that moment made my heart tremble for it. Hearing your helpless voice, I didn’t know the visits and frequent contacts you had to me. It turned out that you liked me. You have such an idea. Why don’t you tell me in person earlier that you have always liked me? Do you think I am smart and can feel your heart? Actually, I am stupid. At this time, the feeling of ignorance made me feel uncomfortable. I didn’t know how to answer you, so I could only say nothing. This moment also remembers your every visit, every smiling face, and even the tone of every sentence. This moment also awakened my innocent and naive thinking, understood the subtle changes between us, and I will become the bride of others. You know, I want you to hug me once at that moment. When I was sent home, you were in front, I was behind, and I was speechless. Only the sound of footsteps accompanied us could feel the acceleration of my heart beat, banging sound, and my face was also warm, walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow, I kept thinking about it, It turns out that you have never left in my heart. Delivered to the door, you watched me enter the house. When I arrived at home, I was still thinking about whether I would go out to see you again and let you hug me once, but I didn’t. But there is such an idea in my heart that I want you, a man of the opposite sex, to hug me once. Like a dream, it has quietly and secretly hidden in my heart. Has not changed. You didn’t show up when you got married. It was the last time that you visited me in my new home. The true feelings of friendship are always flowing on me, and I always have good thoughts and feelings for you. When there is something at home, I don’t see you. Maybe if we don’t meet or contact each other, we won’t have any thoughts. But we had a happy trip and a visit to each other, and the unfettered happy moments we had together very early were still in our hearts. Time counts the fleeting years, and inadvertently, I have been too young. Although we are close at hand, we are not in touch, as if we don’t know each other any more. When we got together for many years, we talked and laughed with others, pretending to be unfamiliar. You and I are not each other in those years. The world has brought different scenery to each other. But did you notice it? Did you notice it or not? In the photos you left, you were so close to me that you could feel each other’s breath, and could you hold each other when you reached out. I met again unconsciously. When people sat together, my eyes saw you unconsciously. You were staring at me, nodding and staring at me, letting me know that you were caring for me, my heart is still listening to you. You call my nickname like a relative. I feel comfortable and enthusiastic when listening to it. Finally, I understand the reason for avoiding you. It turns out that when I see you, my heart will be soft, and my heart will be sad, and my heart will lose its sense of direction. Standing under the vast starry sky, is there a warm current filled with fragrance of nostalgia and intoxication? At this moment, I feel silent voice thinking of running away, afraid to face you. There was once a season when thoughts were flying, and those who were far away could feel soft, and there were shadows that could not be waved in their thoughts. Only by avoiding all the opportunities to meet each other can your mind be clear and fresh. You can’t say whether you put me into your mind when you are awake or half asleep, and I saw you when I was back in a midnight dream, and I don’t need to tell you. Only in this way can I feel silently, it’s just a little happy. Let me have a faint figure in my heart and walk all the way. Your friendship to me will quietly bloom in my heart, like a touch of faint fragrance encircling and moistening me, giving me a wonderful reverie feeling of nostalgia. Everyone has a beautiful emotional memory in his heart. Maybe in the sweet memory, the other party does not know it, but this brand has been deeply rooted. My heart is full of beauty, never leave, never float, never fly, the feeling that people can recall in their thoughts, my heart has been stranded for you, so true feelings and expectations, the voice that cannot be dispersed in my heart for a long time. For me, you are a memorable person in my life. It describes the age when I was young, but now what falls on the tip of the pen is the sweetness in my heart, it is an echo that you don’t know. Do you know to forgive me for being so dull and clumsy, even now. Do you know what I expected to embrace? Let my words represent my voice. Although there is no sweet talk or hug between us, even if the innocence of the past disappears between us, I hope what we gain is a memory of friendship, family care. For me, that is a sweet memory and a happy wish. Whether you can let the pure emotion continue, face each other now, whether you can talk and laugh like others, is it the mentality that you never let go in your heart, or my arrogant heart is causing trouble. Let’s not dare to face each other when we meet, but look at each other. It is true smile, friendly contact and eternal blessing. Let friendship sublimate into kinship, which is a kind of selfless love. The story in my heart is left to my aftertaste. How many years have passed, and it is still sweet in my heart. Youth has already passed, but the memory of youth is surging repeatedly, layers of layers, ebb and flow, is recalling youth, a heart unwilling to age and loss, a flower unwilling to fade and fade. Let love shine on me every day like the bright sunshine of four seasons and gallop like rivers. Wish my relatives happy everyday. 2012 nian 7 yue

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