As the New Year approaches, the plum trees listen to the wind, and the bright clouds make everything dull. The lush green of the years, like the fallen flowers in winter, has long become the broken shadow of life. After experiencing countless winds and rains, witnessing countless vicissitudes of life, I feel homesick and miss you. Merlin loves me like a dream. I look forward to it every night, I look forward to it every day, and I just want to remember the warmth with you forever.
The annual rings of lovesickness watch and dream like a dream in the changing years. Leaning in front of the window, quietly watching the moonlight on the cold night, I always feel the fragrance of longing in every gap. The swifts from my hometown pass through the willow curtains lightly, stretching out their colorful clothes, carrying longings in their mouths, and blowing in the wind. He called softly and spoke softly. I cry, only after a relationship is washed by the wind and rain can the longing of love flow into a river. In the hazy mist and rain, the eternal splendor is still preserved for you.
In the thick of winter, I collect a ray of cold moonlight and deeply treasure the tenderness of my longing. Every time I miss you, I have a deep and warm memory. Every time I shed tears, it is a charming story. Every time I cry, I miss you forever. I am sad for you, and my heart is intoxicated for you. On New Year's Eve, in the purest night, I will gently let you who miss my hometown fly, follow the direction of my heart, chase the misty clouds of lovesickness like a dream...
Merlin spends his whole life waiting for longing, waiting for spring. Warmth, waiting for the splendor of summer nights, waiting for the stunning autumn rain, waiting for the winter wind to fill the sky with snowflakes. The happiness with you always permeates Meilin's life, lingering in the song of time, lingering in lovesickness like rain, and intoxicated in the picturesque youth. In the style, in the love of clouds, I wonder where the bright moon in my hometown is today, how many hearts it has warmed, and how many people have been drunk.
On the night of lovesickness, the cold moon falls in front of the window, listening to the cold wind whistling outside the curtains, my thoughts spread with the wind, poignant, absolute, and sad. Lovesickness is beautiful, who am I missing for? Who do you think of like a dream? Crying, youth is always in an inadvertent moment, letting the gentle longing pass through the other side of the mortal world, on the edge of spring flowers blooming, lovesickness is like a dream, the moon is missing and the flowers are withered.
Looking for the fragrance of the moonlight in my hometown, quietly placing my longing thoughts in the book of life, youth will always stay in Mei Lin’s heart. Let the years pass by, dye the hidden thoughts, let the heart travel with romance, linger on the past, and recall the happiest youth in the fleeting years. The deeper the love, the longer the care. This is the longing for hometown and the long flow of life. I deeply feel the aroma of wheat in my hometown over the years.
The winter nights are cold again, and my thoughts are the tranquility of lovesickness spliced ??together like a dream, the eternal colors in the memory of the hometown, and the wind and rain in the world of Merlin. As promised, will the storm we are waiting for still be full of snowflakes? Does the online world where we live still retain the fragrance of tacit understanding and harmony? Outside the window, the moonlight in the wind sheds a drop of clear tears in the cold winter, which lightens the irreplaceable affection for his hometown and the longing for Merlin that he will never forget in this life.
The years, among the flowers and trees, spread the love in one's eyes lightly, looking sadly into the distance in the plum forest wind, and tossing and turning in the clouds. Every day that I have never thought of, I lower my eyebrows, but the figure of longing appears in my mind. Perhaps, after the slight bitterness, longing always has a refreshing fragrance. In every morning and dusk with gentle wind and soft clouds, my heart is letting you and time be lightly intoxicated. My hometown is like you, and the years are quiet.
Merlin's longing is the amazing encounter with you in my hometown. The most beautiful relationship in this life, the deep-rooted love, will be my most beautiful fireworks in the coming year. Love and hate are not deep feelings and shallow relationships. Your gorgeous turn turned into Xiaoxiang's looking back. The wind stopped and Merlin heard his own voice. The clouds cleared, and Merlin saw Yuzhu's warmth. In the next life, I will be a fish. I am willing to stay in the sky of my hometown. I will no longer be the bird in your arms, and I will no longer be the infatuated ocean. I am no longer the powerless east wind...
During the Spring Festival of 2016, Feng Heyun missed his hometown, and Merlin used his poignant love to immerse his lovesickness in the fleeting years. Spring is warm, flowers are blooming, the wind is gentle and the clouds are light. Spring flowers bloom, with charming beauty and sensational bloom. The beautiful encounter in youth, the helpless parting in life, there is no eternity, no sadness, only the warmth of missing each other like a dream in the memory. In the years, if you can't have it, you have to learn to give up. Giving up is a kind of free and easy beauty. In fact, deep love is not kept in the heart, but melted into each other's lives.
I don’t care about being dependent on each other, I just want to last forever...