Reminiscence of canhong, dancing alone in life

Once, I wandered in confusion. Once, I imagined beautiful legends. When the sentimental sunset put the bride’s red dress on the mountain, the waves of blue waves spread the clear blue carpet with orange light. Ah! Beautiful nature, natural art treasure. With excellent color matching and bold conception, it is difficult to draw such a spectacular sunset map on the coast even if the famous craftsmen are tempered! Happy seagulls, singing and dancing, soaring in the sky, not free and easy. The vast ocean and the beautiful mountains make people relaxed and happy, and also make people full of loneliness and loneliness. With the song of the seabird, it flows and flows into the sky. Life, a solo dance, emotion, a fanatical experience. What is fate? Why is it so persistent? When this thought rises, I feel much relaxed. The depressed dark clouds in my heart also dispersed suddenly, as if my heart was filled with blue sky, comfortable clouds, and a sense of joy of longing came quietly, but in a flash, it was replaced by the helpless emptiness. A person strolls quietly on the coast, with his eyes fixed on the wave surface covered by the sunset. With the harmonious waves and sand and Dusk music, he steps on the stage of one person. The warm and damp night breeze rubs all the thoughts away, gently strokes the ditch marks that the Love waves rush through, and searches for the warm traces that the passion burns. The tranquil coast makes everything look like nothingness, and the empty heart can only hear the seawater teasing the sand bank endlessly. The sky was dotted with stars, and I blinked my eyes crazily. The Moonlight was bright and bright, and the silver light was splashed like charm. I shot at the fresh wound without shade. Then I searched for the cover hurriedly, but it was ultimately in vain. The sea breeze blows, lifting up the long hair and fiddling with the clear strings. Affectionate people are always missed ruthlessly, only the Moonlight is always pitiful. Helpless, I stretched out my hands to hold the last little warmth, deep in my heart, lingering memories, let it accompany me through the years in the future, and dance a solo dance of life with me. Light play and light sing, leisurely feelings, wine singing alone, drunk charm tonight. Taste life, a solo dance, only the beginning, no destination. What I have experienced is the beautiful and unreal clouds of the past. Although I have sensed the stroking of wind, rain and passion, and experienced the enrichment of happiness and sweetness, I can’t get rid of the bondage of ideas, we can’t get rid of secular prejudice and the reality of eternal loneliness. The stage of life, neon and colorful, charming and colorful, with thousands of visitors, is hard to be lonely. Life, residual red memory, a solo dance, an eternal and lonely reality. This wayward thought! It is destined to be eternal loneliness in this life. The undeserved fantasy, the undeserved encounter and the undeserved passion may be the most beautiful throb of life and the eternal desire of life. A turbulent passion, an earthshaking love wound, came in a hurry, went in a vast expanse, pear flowers fell in love with each other, and walked all over. In the light of thousands of houses and the beautiful and charming moonlight night, I put on my gorgeous dancing dress again. For love, for the persistence I used to have, I lifted a Falk of moonlight and went up to the platform with a ring of Moon, dancing infinite lovesickness, the soul is so soft. The moon is silent, the moon is bright and the people are affectionate. If life is just like the first sight, just like the beauty of the first sight, then there will be no sadness of parting, no helpless choices, no dreams, no lingering thoughts. 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