Yesterday, it was still drizzle; Tonight, the moonlight was like water, and my heart was singing softly in the place where the strings fell down with the ink fragrance of words. At this time, I held a wisp of Moonlight softly, dancing with the light music, I began to miss you and miss you. Some memories or dreams can only be understood but cannot be said. On the other side of the fleeting year, flowers bloom on the street, birds speak and dance, and green willows float lightly. Who will be crazy about it? Tonight, how many people have been lurking in the window of dreams for many times, the color of Zhang Wangchun flowers and autumn moon, maybe with silence, maybe with ink fragrance kissing Su Jian, let each thought before dawn comes, drunk in the sweetness that can’t be picked up or the fragrance that contains, a bit of sorrow that can’t be scattered, walking in this deserted moonlight night, the lingering feelings, like butterfly flying flowers shuttling through the streets and lanes, looking for your gentle and silent appearance, with the fragrance of roses flowing, let me taste the sweetness of being loved. Tonight, I miss you with long hair dancing lightly and elegant; Miss you with the charming skirt, miss you, my heart is as dew as rain, wet and lingering. Tonight, I really miss you. When I miss you, my heart becomes colorful and charming. When I miss you, some people like to smile, some people like melancholy, I like to write down your smile quietly with graceful and romantic words; Your tenderness; Your happiness —- I don’t want to laugh like flowers, I don’t want wind, flowers, snow and moon, just want to have a good mood, calm in elegance and quietness, let go! Lovers may not get married, love may not last forever, and the dark fragrance is just right! If we never meet; If you never leave; If we never pass by, you have your happiness, I have the dream I love, I once thought we could be old, because you make a promise that you will care about me for the rest of your life and cherish me for the rest of your life. The sweet and shallow happiness is just a time when flowers bloom, just like fireworks annihilating and turning around, you just drift behind the fallen flowers, and the walking scenery slips down with the sunset, falling into silent loneliness, silent pain and the prosperity of the years. What else is worth lingering and sticking? Tonight, I sing the wind and sing the moon, the heart is like a lotus, a curtain of dreams, in the heart of the bridge, let the ink fragrance Bloom, like the other shore flowers bloom, bright clouds on the horizon. Life is like spring, tonight is like water, flowing a pool of purity and passion. Just because I love you, the wind of fireworks in March blows through the treetop and takes away your fragrance. This is man-made, this is God’s will, it is not not not heroic, not not not knowing how to cherish, but I can do nothing, can not go beyond that moment’s touch, have missed or met each other, a ray of sunshine warmth, the sweetness of a smile and the road we used to walk hand in hand are doomed to break into the scenery of fleeting time. When the moon is over the West Building, how much do you miss? Tonight, I miss you, some feelings are moistened by tears; Some flowers bloom, are touched by dreams, like smoke, like dreams, pure heart, the whole city. Tonight, we have a distance of flowers. We look at each other deeply and make the time grow longer. Who will make me happy all my life? Thousands of tenderness and seduction, walking on the yearning of the night; On the mortal world, whose affection, in a quiet posture, is on the edge of the world of mortals, and who will warm up? Tonight, I write poems for you gently with my wet feelings. I only need a wisp of breeze or a fallen flower to calm down the sentimental and tender feelings of the fleeting years and the lingering eyes, does it become attractive or light without trace from now on? Tonight, I miss you, I feel so beautiful! Although happiness does not lie in possession or debt, after passing through, it will become a stranger. The initial moving and scenery will travel around the world with time, and the years will be like mottled walls, deep and shallow, engraved with indescribable attachment, perhaps lofty sentiments or indifferent as water, infatuated beauty, walking with the world of mortals all the way, missing and years in full bloom. At this moment, I am leaving my own Sky alone. One side is relaxed and tolerant. My heart is natural, calm, comfortable and far away! Tonight, I miss you. When the night comes, I will return home suddenly. I love you deeply and never forget about it. The persistent love pales my waiting! Tonight, I miss you: I draw a landscape for my life with a touch of sunshine, sing a song for life with the sound of a blooming flower write a fairy tale for you with all the emotions let the fragrance of a breeze become your deep memory accompany you with all the starlight at night and miss your mood send the most sincere wishes. Tonight, miss you, just silently, quietly, no complaints or regrets, feeling so beautiful— Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. 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