I like to say something in my spare time, and I have enough reasons to decompose my irritability in my explicit or implicit thoughts. Where I put pen to paper, it seems that there is no ink on my chest and no great wisdom. Therefore, looking at the four fields, the secular vision cannot present magnificent beauty in the square-inch Guangmo.
In my eyes, everything in the world can be transformed into pure beauty. Even if the color fades one day, my heart will shine and write a quiet journey. The flashy years may be a repetitive process. At this time, flowers bloom, and at this time, flowers fall, or there is a faint fragrance, or there is residual red, which is blown away by the wind and smoke of the world, leaving no trace of warmth. Therefore, the eternity that people will never forget will always be an oasis in the desert. The visual distance never seems far away, but it is always at the end of the day, out of reach and out of an extreme.
Only like eternity. The person in my heart, like a bright moon in the blue sky, always hangs in front of the window on a warm night. No matter how beautiful the scenery will be along the way, my mind will be filled with the figure of a long time ago, and there will be no more waves. Because of this emotional attachment, full of happiness, in the quiet of winter night, I just want to be warm and don't want to be contaminated with floating dust.
I have never measured the distance carefully. Perhaps, the fate between you and me, even if we abandon everything, is only a moment when our fingers touch each other, and we will never get there. Gains and losses are just romantic stories, touching the heart, feelings and years.
If possible, please allow me to draw a blank in my mind and collect this Zen time. Look at the fireworks that live in seclusion outside Chai Men. They are the bright and shining light that I have given you in my life. Even if you walk against the light, it is not too slow.
Last night, I silently spilled crystal all over the floor, reflecting the snowflakes in early winter. In that gorgeous room, I want to close the blank of this season for you and send this plain face of the north to the hotbed of your love. At that moment, you didn't notice that my eyes were wet by a ray of light. In the depths of my gloomy eyebrows, I merged my figure and other thoughts into my palm, put them away, and found a corner outside the world of mortals. Even if it melts, it will become a trickle in your heart, flowing with the promise of this life, loving you all the way to eternity.