Boundless silk rain

yu lu incense, red candle, partial according painted hall Autumn thoughts. The eyebrows are green and thin, the temples are cloudy, and the quilt pillow is cold at night. Phoenix tree, three rain, not to leave love is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty steps drop to the bright. There were several downpours in “the worse”. As for the lingering light rain, I don’t even know how many there are, this made me romantic in the hazy autumn rain for several times when I was never used to wearing an umbrella. Although I was just a person, walking on the cement road with light and shadow, I didn’t know my way back, I don’t know the direction when I come! Occasionally, when it rains, I will think of the day when I was in the West Lake, holding a light blue oiled paper umbrella, walking across the Su Bank alone in the lingering spring rain, listening to the sound of raindrops knocking on the umbrella surface; when it rains heavily, I sit in the pavilion by the lake and watch the raindrops drop by drop on the lake surface, rippling into circles and circles, or look at strangers one after another. I don’t know what kind of stories were in my heart at that time when I passed by in the rain. However, at that time, what I struggled with was probably, do you want to create some beautiful or sad stories that belong to you. In the past years, those roads that have been traveled and those stories that have been depicted with great care eventually disappeared in those ignorant years along with the long-gone time. In the future, in the future, it is probably impossible to go the same way again. Maybe it rained a few more, and my mood became hazy and sad. Walking alone in the drizzle, unconsciously, thinking a lot, living, working and dreaming for a long time, but they have been doing nothing, without the sense of accomplishment they thought they would have, there was no corresponding return, which dissipated the once full enthusiasm, and even gradually killed the once determined fighting spirit! When I suddenly thought of the dream in The Green Years, I came in panic and blankly, like a child standing in the Maze who could not find direction and help, standing at the intersection where you can walk all over the sky but don’t know how to walk, you lost your way! I don’t know what kind of excuse to find, so that I can tell myself that tomorrow, or the tomorrow I once wanted? The inexplicable melancholy permeated in the boundless silk rain and could not find the release point. It overstocked in my heart and didn’t know in what form it should melt. In the early morning, I squatted in the corner of the wall, hugged myself gently, raised my head and looked up at the sky. I couldn’t see any light in the dark. When I thought of it, someone once said that I preferred to lie on the grass and stare at the sky, then I unconsciously thought of that warm afternoon in the chilly spring season. At that time, I sat on the grass like this, with my hands around my knees, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds at a 45-degree angle, people are no longer, only cool tears, quietly dripping, not into the neck, do not know where to return. It turns out that, really, it’s just, tears ask Flowers and flowers without saying a word, red flies over the swing, it’s all! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…