A love letter to you

Inscription; This is a love letter that has not been sent. I want to write all what I want to say in it. I hope you can understand my heart. Dear; How are you? Do you still have me in your heart? It’s really sad now. Time seems to go slowly and slowly. I always think that one day, you can stop beside me forever and let me enjoy your love. But maybe all this is a fantasy for me. Now you are no longer beside me, looking out of the window at the hazy moon, the sadness in the bottom of my heart is like the cold wind on the night of the moon. I really don’t want to think of you, it’s not that I forget the past and have no feelings for memories, but I can’t bear the pain of thinking about you, but your shadow mercilessly dragged me into memories, I passed by you again in my memory, and the scenes flashed quickly and clearly like the prelude of TV. There were bitter Yole, sour and sweet, laughing and crying, dear, do you know? Love is a rib in everyone’s heart. Now I want to say goodbye to loneliness and heartache, but in addition to missing you, I can’t think of any way to comfort myself. It was thought that the happiness and sweetness of love could only appear in the dream, and all these changed between the unrefined meaning. We used to walk on the road with Huacheng. I don’t regret meeting you and hugging each other, but I am very painful today’s ending, feeling the helplessness of leaving each other today. All this seems to have come too early. When my mind is uncertain, let me face this sudden storm and give me no chance to breathe, didn’t give me a chance to express myself in front of you. I walked forward in the wind and rain and turned to look at the road you came. How many times have I silently sketched the beauty of life in the future in my heart, repeating the happiness of each other in our peaceful days. Let you hold me gently. Let me sleep soundly in your arms. Now, I can’t find you, as if there are still lingering warmth of you in my hand. Who knows my sadness? Do I miss you. After the vicissitudes of life and the end of life, there is a love buried in the deepest place all the time, which will not be opened so easily. The scar once made my heart cry with blood. If you really can’t forget it, then think about it once, recall everything you can recall, and cry enough once. It hurts enough at a time. Will it be much better to think about it at a time? Cigarette butts were thrown all over the floor. Miss finally stopped. There are too many tears for you. Others say that I am too stupid. In fact, I am very smart. I know it will be so painful to miss you when I am lonely. In fact, if a woman talks with me, my heart will feel better? Now I am lonely. Actually, I don’t even know, Why do I still love you. Just can’t forget you. In fact, how can I cry for you. Maybe it’s just a lot of tears. Why do I still try my best to recall you, because I still have a lot to say to you, I still love you. Sometimes, the eyes move away from the front of the computer, look out the window, look at the traffic on the road, people come and go, there will always be a kind of boring sadness. In this sadness, I suddenly felt shocked again. It was just to miss and miss the journey we once loved each other. Recalling our time together, we always feel a little sad and a little melancholy. But more is sweet as honey, or tender like water. These days after parting, I kept thinking about our time together. The more I think about it, the more firm I am. I have you in my heart. After many boring days, I know the pain of missing; how many sleepless nights did you spend to understand the taste of love. Unfortunately, time will not go back, but time will not come again. If all this can be achieved, I will keep your kiss in your first love and dream, I can laugh out loud. Because you are already my lover. Dear, you must take good care of yourself in your days without me. Tired, have a good rest; Keep warm and warm; Don’t treat yourself badly. Being good to yourself is good to me, You know what? Only when you are happy can I be happy; When you are happy, I will be happy; When you smile, I will laugh. In this way, my missing for you is meaningful. My friend always warned me that although imagination is beautiful, it is illusory. People have to live, feel the ups and downs, taste the brutal reality and feel the passion of life, but they can’t let dreams stay in the imagination level, not only deceive themselves, but also waste the world. Far away missing can’t walk out of the cool night, can’t walk out of the lights of the city, in this life, only the thought of each other does not meet, in the passage of time, you have been my missing without distance. Tonight, the black stars are shining in the night, and you can’t see the flowing clouds in the sky. Only your lines accompany me to walk in the depths of the night, winding perfumed with the wind, blowing away at your window, making you infatuated with the flowers you wrote. Dear, can you hear the distant one. My night was dark, drowning myself, and I still had deep thoughts. Far away, is there any candle flickering in your night? It is also a piece of loneliness and lingering night, Will you also read the poem of the passing years and recall a ignorant time when you first opened the door of the open heart? When will you open it and pick up the dark fragrance in the snow, heaven in fragrant dreams. Dear, I wish you all the best in the distance, as long as your heart will remember me a little. This is my mood at this moment. This article is what I want to say to you before I send it out. It is also a love letter that I didn’t send to you. Zan (prose editor: prose online) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…

White Valentine’s Day, encounter in Karaoke Hall

(1) March 14, White Valentine’s Day. This day sounds beautiful, with it, there should be spring. But there is no shadow of grass growing and flowing in this place in western Liaoning. The cold current from Siberia destroyed my lonely heart. In the evening, I went to Mingzhu karaoke with some friends, and everyone’s smiling faces were as bright as sunshine. Only my mood is inexplicably depressed! Such a mood, Lan er, you may not be able to guess why in your whole life. Count the years in silence, those memories of the past, only your notes gently in my dream, wantonly pestering my thoughts, the more happy the occasion, the more I miss you. In Hall K. I saw you unexpectedly. Your light flying posture shows all your Relay for Life. You deposit sincerity and joy into the most primitive rhythm in my heart, and enter the white Festival K Hall with your beautiful figure. You won’t think that what is the taste in my heart to reproduce such a scene? Will there be spring in my heart? This white Valentine’s Day night! I didn’t see tears in your eyes when the cold wind passed away. It was my own, and it had flowed into the crazy music. In your back. I am still desperately looking for the spring in Gobi, but in this spring that needs to be burned with flames, I can no longer hear your intoxicating whisper in my ear! At this moment, the bleak north wind is full of severe cold. On the tree I am looking forward to, a petal of my heart is blooming. And in my deepest scratch, but it blurs your initial appearance. (2) I am almost waiting for your arrival empty-handed, waiting for your most beautiful look back, the wind, passing the open neckline of my coat, harvesting clouds of sorrow in my heart! Lan er, waiting for you is waiting for spring. After all, I couldn’t be relieved. Falling into this unexpected and real festival, I began to write Moonlight poems for you again on sleepless nights. However, more often, I can’t tell whether this is rain in Jiangnan or snow in Saibei! Can’t you tell whether this is a bleak reality or a magnificent dream? At night, because of your light dancing, your warm singing and your handsome smiling face, how warm and intoxicating it looks! And what chord should I use to respond to your rhythm! Where do you collect thousands of tunes? (3) Should we really meet you in another way? At this moment, I hold the broken night, surrounded by the Phantom of the mottle, and snowflakes are falling on the window sill. I can’t keep the wind out of my heart, but let the shadows devour my body and soul. I want to spend half a century searching for you in the world. I didn’t hear your tactful singing. I should be in this festival and such a place. Let me believe that the singing hidden in the deep red dust can also paint the lifeless season into the color of life. Are you still standing in a place where all my piety and all my efforts cannot reach? Who is crying quietly and lonely? Your track is still arranged in my illusory space, like far near, flickering and dark, which is hard to decipher. My mood is like colorful falling flowers, infinitely desolate. With the encounter, and then the hopeless expectation after farewell, what kind of story will this be? On Valentine’s Day, February 14, a month ago, you didn’t receive any of my gifts, even a greeting message. Today is March 14, White Valentine’s Day, so am I. I know I won’t pick up anything from you. I just met you at an unexpected time or place. I don’t know, where is my infatuation going, Yi County or Beijing? (4) this is still just an illusion. Whether it is hard to climb over the yiwulü mountain, or helpless watch over the Daling River; Whether it is waiting on the road of Yingbin, or devout prayer in the Great Buddha Temple, looking through the joy you left in another blooming season. Every cold night I will choose the escape of my heart, and every cold star will fall in a scattered place. If you bring spring back to the land of western Liaoning, I will sing to you from morning till night at your window. If you are a floating white cloud, I will become a breeze, let you show the dynamic beauty; If I am birds, let your call, put the spring lovesickness into every dream; If I am the green new branch, I will let you perch on my branches forever; If I also choose to migrate, will you wait until the day when the red dust settles and fly with me? (5) in this world where roads cross, where will be the intersection that meets you? Where will we abide by our whole life together? But I know that only in the dead of night can I hear your singing and see you fly freely! Your singing soaks my dry dreams again and again! In the days when the moon is sleeping and the stars are dim, you are the elf I came to find the voice, avoiding the rain by bypassing the wind, Flying to My Sky and burning a warm lamp. The smoky song drifted from the river of Daling again. There is my hard search for you in my memory. Will my lonely figure be your life’s collection? The throbbing White Valentine’s Day revealed the restlessness of my heart this night. On this night, you narrated elegance in a dancing gesture; While I waited silently in the thin moon Zan (prose editor: prose online) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…