Promise Me a Season of Lotus dream

Those fragmentary days of exile were finally a season of Lotus dreams that kept my youth. A flawless smile, a handful of bitter Lotus hearts. I like to stay in front of the pond in the backyard. It is still the lotus dance pond, and the reflection is overflowing in the water, which is the most blurred confusion in my life. With the breeze of the cloud flute, it gradually dyed the East fence. Some bitterness, which was too late to say, was cast into the lotus dream in a sparse way by the rain. The dark fragrance and clear sound of The Green Years and the curtain rolling eyebrows gradually became an indelible mark in my heart. Those astringent dreams need to be licked, and you can understand them; Those dreams need to be acted, and you can walk out of the difficult barriers, and realize the beautiful and elegant dreams of life …… one person, half a city, wandering aimlessly. The City Without You is not perfect, just like the trace of flying birds across the sky, which is also the loneliness that the sky cannot retain. Time flies, changing the original appearance of you and me, trying to perfunctory each other and then escape from the soul. However, when the midnight dream comes back, there is still a trace of inexplicable melancholy in my heart. How I wanted to drown the pain, but how could I know that it had learned to swim. At first sight, you said you would wait for me as if you were caring for a flower. You will never know how pure the wind-up afternoon sunshine was on your sincere face. At that time, I easily fell into the trap you had already designed, and turned back like a moth to a fire. However, what I never thought of was that this picture became the only good medicine I could recall to comfort when I licked the wound alone in the future. Even though love is rampant, I am willing to let it annihilate all the warmth. Some people say that if you feel cold, go to the south. However, not all the south is called warmth. The longer the time goes, the weaker the days go. I never deliberately stopped to enjoy the scenery along the road. Life is like a kite with a broken line. It is not restrained and restrained by anyone. It is just a gust of wind that can easily take it away. The world of mortals is like a dream, where to go, we are just a speck of dust in the vast sea of changes, all the way through mountains and rivers, in order to find the light peace of one side of the city. Then, with the idle clouds, wait for the flowers to bloom. The tedious and wandering world left a piece of pure land in my heart, planted a grain of Tianshan snow lotus, and cultivated it secretly, only waiting for the Holy Flower of the soul. This life is not for luxury and noise, but just for lonely Bloom, silently waiting for a pure beauty. Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Take your eyes to see my world

Take your eyes to see my world. Never miss the cherry blossom whenever it is blooming. I meet the cherry blossom in another spring. Every April, there is an unexpected encounter, meeting and meeting. I often ask Liu, eyebrows fly in spring, spring comes and Spring goes another spring dance listen to the flowers and wish to be intoxicated when flowers bloom, Heart is flowers, Heart is intoxicated. Did you hear it? The voice of flowers! Saraswati listen to spring concentrated,, thick,, thick,, thick Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…