Meditation, a wisp of fragrance

Meditation, a wisp of fragrance

I met you two years ago when you suddenly appeared in my sight. Walk into my heart with tenderness, talent and sincerity. It was the happiest time for us to sit quietly on the screen and talk and laugh. I never knew that there was a feeling so deep in the world. Perhaps, the story of meeting is so fragrant. As if we had already made an appointment thousands of years ago to let you and me go to the fate of this life together. I sat at this end of the screen, thinking in my heart, and you were at the other end of the screen, whispering softly. With a gentle greeting, my heart was full of flowers. Each other’s hearts rippled with the same warmth, surrounded by a kind of touch all the time. Follow the line of the internet, listen to your heart, melt into my heart, distance can not stop the understanding of the soul, nor erase the mark of cherish each other. Before meeting you, I often asked myself: is there nothing on the internet except hypocrisy? When you finally come in the vast sea of Internet, the years are beautiful because of your passing. And this side of the small screen dyed the fragrance of your friendship and mine. Your arrival is like a dream, and I still thank God for sending you to me. I have been used to being dependent on words for a long time. A glass of juice, a song of guzheng and several beautiful articles I love are enough for me. I always believe that the washing of words can clear a person’s soul. There is a lotus in bud in my heart, proud and elegant, poetic but lonely. Only with the nourishment of words can it bloom. The petals are fragrant and refined. There is no sadness, no happiness, the world is troubled, the world is changing, and it has nothing to do with me. Standing in the sea of words, enjoy the years quietly and twist the fleeting years lightly. No matter how time goes by, we walk along the road of knowing and cherishing each other. With deep thoughts, we can feel life and the old time together. Such a mentality, you know, I also know. It was you who met you before I realized that flowers could be reborn from friendship. A bosom friend, it turns out that there is a person who even knows himself better than you. There is nothing hidden in front of you that no one can peep at from the bottom of your heart. A sound of understanding you moistens my eyes suddenly, and a Sound of Love touches all kinds of fragrance in the world. This fragrance comes from the deep heart, winding me through that screen, which is beautiful and suffocating. I never thought that one day, there would be such a precious thing in the distance, which made me fall in love with each other. From then on, in the distance, it and me, in addition to the distance, no longer have nothing, just for you in the distance. On last August, walking through the thin and cool autumn, I finally went to the appointment that I had held in my dream for countless times. However, looking back for a moment makes it easy for thousands of figures to recognize you. Such soft and graceful and exquisite facial features make people feel painful in their hands, which makes my heart feel painful suddenly. The two children who were no longer young laughed, laughed and hugged. I don’t know what you looked like in the old days. I only know that since then, I will always remember you at this time in my memory. So beautiful, so shining, after years, I will still recall your original appearance with a smile. PS: The day before yesterday, you called to say that you can’t sit for a long time because of your poor health. I will call when I miss each other. My heart is sour. Your health is always very poor and you often get sick. It really makes me sigh when I recall that someone once said that you look like Daiyu. These two days, I can’t see you. I’m not used to it. I don’t know what to do when I turn on the computer. Finally, I went to your space, looking through those memories belonging to us, and almost shed tears again. Look at your head is still gray, a burst of loss in my heart. After posting for a while, I typed these words which were written to you. 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. 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Clove asked

The days in March change as you say. The bleak wind and bitter rain replaced the sunny day. The spring breeze touched my face as if it had passed away. The crowd came and went in the station. Where did you go? Is there anyone who is expecting there? Holding the ticket, crumpled, hesitant, go or not? Try to capture the warmth of yesterday and tell yourself that you have not been forgotten by this planet. Love for a person, the planet is a person who likes her. With a whistle of spring, the birds started to act, flapping their wings and rushing to the green forest. Many days seem to be smooth and comfortable, and a grain of dust in the emotional world will also become the final fatal component. This is the reason why a straw kills a camel. Walking on the rugged path of this emotion like walking on the thin ice, thorns were worn out all over the soles of the feet, pain followed, but never flinch, because there was sweetness in the bottom of my heart, I couldn’t expect to miss it and brushed it for so many times, but it can’t be brushed off, not only in real life, but also in the spiritual sky to erase the last wound. My heart sank into the bottom of the sea without a trace. Put away my sigh and continue my life. I didn’t deliberately imagine anything. People lived for a lifetime, and those who remembered were the vast majority of people who didn’t remember. Later, they gradually forgot the problems sooner or later. There are a lot of morning and dusk drifting, as if I forgot. On a turbulent day, the frost flowers gently entrenched on the window lattice, forming a dense barrier, which blurred the sight and made the figure more than enough. Who was holding the oiled paper umbrella, under the lilac tree, that delicate and beautiful figure, faded away. Little by little, banana does not show clove knot. When we meet, even if we laugh, we also have a faint sadness-when will we meet this time? And next time? Luxury is so short that after a moment, they turn around and walk towards their loneliness. Together, this is such an attractive slogan, with only three words covering so many. Love is more mysterious because we can’t get it. The one we are together is not the one we like. We were once on the small bridge with flowing water, laughing at the dim Ravens in the withered vines, and we once skimmed the clear stream of the mountain stream together, let’s enjoy the birds singing in the forest together. They are so happy. Is there no time for sadness? When the rape flowers were yellow all over the mountains, the kite floated high and high, and the wire pulling it became more and more tight, and finally the string was broken. Although in the distant sky, you could not hear the tragic bang, the kite is free and has no distractions. But after a while, it felt zero gravity, floating without center of gravity, and finally headed to the earth. It was tired and no longer flying. Fragmented, quiet in the eternal corner. The wind is like it, and it is swaying all the way, sending the blue sky to each other. The style is gentle and graceful. Once the string breaks, the wind becomes a killer, accelerating the kite’s leaving steps. Double-edged sword, dazzling white blade, silent piercing. Rape flowers are yellow, and faint overflows deep red. This is the last smile, and there will always be this day, said the kite. In the station, she seemed to have seen this kite, self-esteem, calm, clearly sad, but as if it had never happened. The ticket has been smashed, so I decided not to go. Turning around in the bleak and rainy streets, I was looking forward to the ringing of the phone, but never. The thread on that end is also cut off. Kite is who? Not you, not me. Lilac is about to bloom. It is elegant, refreshing and fragrant, and floral petals. How many times have they been broken before they are combined into beauty? This is March, and the flowering period hasn’t come yet. Have you heard the sound of rain hitting the flower heart? Yu is asking — have you ever cared about me… Don’t ask this stupid sour question again! Clove opened his eyes wide and said angrily. 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…