A lotus flower, a word of lovesickness.
I can’t imagine what you look like. Gazing affectionately at the bridge, the lotus roots are disconnected and the shy color of the clouds and thin rain is moistening. We trudged hard on the road, met and got to know each other in the streams and mountains, listened to the words and asked Zen in silent prayer and piety.
I can’t imagine what you look like. How many beloved people are you in the world? Are you the beauty with a beautiful face that sinks into the moonlight? Are you the distinguished guest that the monk knocks on the door of the moon?
I can’t imagine what you look like. You are flying in the sky or the moon in the clouds; you are a fairy in June and a lotus in July. Or a rainbow after the rain, a bridge. I have walked through countless galaxies and belong to that shining pearl; I have been hastily separated countless times - the person in my dreams that I miss with nostalgia and gracefully keep.
I am talking about you, Qing Nong, or me. Said to be seen, or not seen, it is there. Thoughts and no thoughts, the love is there. Tears arose in my eyes. There is an old poem that goes, "When does the bright moon appear, it is thousands of miles away, and the beauty of the moon shines."; Reading the moon is hazy, the birds are hazy, and the affection is lingering.
The way you look, you come and go lightly. But love affairs always concern the lover, and the lover laments his misfortune. A murmur, a sentiment, or a sad sentence. Victory and invincibility are even more flattering words.
I can’t imagine what you look like. You are the protagonist in Duan Hong Sheng, you are the woman of pear rain and mist. You are the song of gentlemen among fair ladies. You are the charming feelings among the red lights in Rouge Flower Lane.
I can’t imagine what you look like. You live deep in the palace wall, with brocade and silk embroidered mandarin ducks under the corridors, and you resent your daughter and your lover. You have a slow voice, "Searching and searching, deserted and clear, miserable and miserable." It is also the soul of poetry in Mulan's poem "If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sad like a painted fan."
I can’t imagine what you look like. You are in countless dreams, in busy days; in affectionate hugs and in the joy of celebration. On the way here, waiting; in the moment of passing by. In the eyes, in the lovesickness; in the silent longing, in the vigorous revolutionary burning!
I want to dream with you, I want to dream of the sounds of nature with you, I want to hold my son’s hand with you and grow old together. I want to ask the bright moon in the sky with you, you are in the sky and the world; you are the April sky in the world; you are the blue waves in the April sky.
You are a dancing dragonfly and a clear moon high in the sky. Because of you, the world will be a little more beautiful and bright; because of you, mankind will be a little less confused and bitter. And this little bit is enough for people in the world to enjoy it alone, or to make themselves uncomfortable.
I yearn for a clear sky and look up at the stars. Imagine the countless languages ??and texts that exist in the world. You are so elegant, so euphemistic, so fresh and beautiful, so profound and mysterious, and so full of vitality...
From ancient times to the present, from the world to the outside, the first thing is creation or invention. It refers to the communication, transmission, expression and lyrical meaning of language; the close relationship between various languages ??and words; it records the changes in people and affairs in the world and the changes of the times.
Looking from a distance, the scene of the ancient warriors and Lord Grim lying drunk on the battlefield is vividly visible! Look closer, Search and discovery! Waiting for us to continue to review history and look forward to the future. It is impossible to summarize the countless legends and true knowledge that it has inherited, recorded, summarized, described, read, recognized, artistically, and compiled.
Sending love words across the rainbow. There are so many beautiful words in the world and countless human emotions.
Between the rainbows, let your imagination run wild.