The past is like smoke, and memories become poems.

Tonight, it is difficult to sleep, and the past is like smoke. In the blink of an eye, everyone is laughing ... I miss you in the virtual space, but I miss you far away, in Qian Shan, and I miss you in the sky.

I just miss you, miss you and care about you. There is no lingering feeling of "I don't see you for a day, just like Sanqiu", no infatuation of "curtain rolls west wind, people are thinner than yellow flowers", and no persistence of "just frowning, but taking it to heart". I just want to miss you wordlessly, miss you lightly, let my thoughts float with the words and take you to your dreams with the wind.

I really want to say "I miss you" to you and write a poem to tell me how much I miss you, but I dare not. I am afraid that you can read my ambiguous words, I am afraid of the throbbing feelings in the words, and I am afraid of the heavy acacia that I can't stop. Indulge in your picturesque talent, just like the breeze blowing through my ears and the gentle ripples of the stream. Your voice and smile have been fixed in my mind ever since. I use a thin breeze to smooth this thick acacia. Pick up the idle worries all over the place and hold them in your heart.

When you come, you don't have to recite the lingering poem "If you love each other for a long time, you can't seize the day", and when you go, you don't have to imagine the sadness of "a thousand miles of smoke and waves, and the dusk is heavy". I don't know what I can do to make my yearning for Ran Ran curl up, and let the little things I care about stay in my heart forever.

In the lonely night, I deeply tasted the happiness brought by missing. Miss you, miss you, care about you, sink and roll in the ambiguous words I painstakingly manage, taste the attractive fragrance of poppy in your space, and steal delicious food in your photos.

Through the thin screen and Qian Shan, I miss you in the lonely night, and I miss you in the lonely night. Don't sleep tonight A thousand ideas. I just want to ask Iraqis: you are in a hurry, I am in a hurry, and we meet in a hurry in the network. How heavy is the love word? Ruthlessness is not necessarily a hero. To look forward, to look back, life will be full. Are you and me people or gods? Whose love is different? Whose tenderness melted the winter? Whose affection is stronger than wine? Who can keep my youth? Who can slow down my clock? Who can live and die with me? Who is my brilliant starry sky? Who is the rainbow of my life? Who is my killing heartache? Who is my pet for life? Ask who can understand? Ask the gods? Ask the cold palace? Or ask this beautiful woman if she ever thought about-

Who touched my tearful face and comforted my bitter heart? Who warmed my cold heart and melted my sadness on a cold night? Who held my soft shoulder and drove away my helplessness for half a lifetime? Who gave me strong arms to cover up the humiliation of the world? Who abandoned me and left me with heartbreaking pain? Who will come to my side again and kiss my vague tears dry? Who can read my inner call and let me have no regrets in the afterlife? Who is it, who can give me powerful wings and let me soar in the free blue sky again? Who can pour out my wish and let me find my lost love again? Who is it, who can bury my sadness and let me find my happy face again?

Cut the fleeting time and engrave your figure deeply in the years. Twist a ray of warmth, thank you for meeting you in a shallow time. The warm smile on your lips is the warmth of my palm. Your affectionate eyes are my eternal attachment. My life is wonderful because of you, and my life is brilliant because of you. Just for that beautiful encounter with you, I devoted my life to the truth. Love and your eternal life in the world of mortals. From then on, I became attached to life.

I have always believed that there is a meeting of hearts and a love that can go deep into the bone marrow. Love is missing you deeply when you wake up from a dream, caring about you inadvertently, and looking forward to being with you all the time. Love is a dream to be with you forever. Love is a real feeling and will never leave you. Love is the pain that hurts you and the happiness you give. Love is the smile when I miss you and the tears on my face.

To love someone is to hope that he can be happy, to make sure that he is happy, and to put the person he loves in the softest place in his heart and be happy silently. You said, this life is with me in our world. After years of meeting, you warmed up an encounter with romantic tenderness. So no matter how far away, I can't stop thinking about you and caring. Waiting alone is also a warm concern. Meeting you in the bustling floating world is a kind of beauty, and meeting your heart in the scattered world of mortals is a kind of happiness.

Whose true feelings touched whose eyebrows? Whose face is affected by missing? For you in this life, I would like to look forward to the fleeting time with my thoughts. For you in this life, I would like to use my thoughts to interpret the eternal love legend. In the depths of the world of mortals, we hold the warmth that accompanies us all the way, meet shallowly, cherish deeply, embrace with our hearts and stay together for a long time. Even if one day youth dies and the years pass, we will still love each other deeply, look at each other warmly and smile back, just as before.

It's really beautiful to get to know each other. Let happy days fly by and happiness flow at your fingertips. I fell in love with you in the deepest part of the world of mortals, and your laughter made me indulge in the world of mortals and persist in reincarnation. If you can walk into my heart, you will be very happy, because there is only you in my heart. For you, I would like to be a flowering tree, just for you. For you, I would like to become a butterfly and fly to your side, wrap around your eyebrows, indulge in this world with you and never wake up.

The fleeting time is shallow, send a lovesickness to the four seasons, cross the plain with a care, and hug you for warmth. In every quiet afternoon or evening, write a meaningful poem to commemorate the happiness of holding hands with us. I like to bathe quietly in the warm sunshine on watery days, let beautiful music ripple in my ears, let tender feelings come to my heart, let your shadow linger in my mind, let my thoughts fly and miss you quietly.

I miss your smile, your voice and the faint smell of tobacco at your fingertips. Think of you, my mouth will rise slightly, think of you, my heart will be happy at this moment, full of flowers. You are the smile in my memory. In the fleeting time, you are the warmth in my life. For you, I am willing to exchange three fireworks for your lifelong happiness. In this life, I just want to be the most beautiful scenery in your eyes.

Meeting the right person at the wrong time is doomed to regret not being together. Our acquaintance is doomed to care about this life, our mutual knowledge is doomed to give up this life, and our love is doomed to lovesickness this life. However, why does Bloom cling to an ending? To love someone is not to have, but to give. Having a loving heart is a kind of happiness. Even if I don't have the warmth of clasping hands with you in my life, even if I don't have the tenderness of lips and teeth, you are still the person I love most in my life.

The most touching emotion in life is to miss each other, be warm to each other, meet each other and bear the world with each other. You don't need to work day and night, as long as one person knows. There will always be some memories in people's life, and some people will forget them in life and then have a bright life. In the world of mortals, you and I each keep one side of the sky, and cherish each other, cherish each other! I am willing to put your heart gently on mine and warm your happiness with the truest smile. Waiting for you quietly. Keep a heart warm in the world, because I know that without you, you want me to smile like a flower.

I hope to win a heart and never leave each other. Those days with you were the happiest time in my life. Bloom the most beautiful flowers in my heart. I am with you in this life, and only love depends on you. Love flies, make a promise without regrets. I hope I can wait for you, love you and wait for you in the next cycle of my life. A season in bloom is complete when you meet love. Looking back once and meeting you is happiness.

Time flies like a blink of an eye. Many times, I brush away the dust from my memory, open the love I know and cherish in the depths of my memory, and moisten it quietly. It's just that some people have something, but with the wind and rain, they eventually become the most beautiful silhouette in their memory. In this way, it shuttles through the tunnel of time.

In fact, in our life, there will always be some time, which is the source of our warmth and beautifies our hearts. It belongs to others, perhaps meaningless, but for me, it is the warmth that blends into my life. Neither increase nor decrease, not far.

Just like that autumn, in the most gorgeous season of Guizi bloom, I gave you a look at the Xizi Lake, which was a passionate eye! I dream of entering my heart with great joy. Then, it became an unforgettable feeling in my heart and a silent wait in my heart.

At this time, I suddenly felt that the scene in my dream had never left, as if it was yesterday, holding the initial tenderness and emitting intoxicating fragrance in the deepest part of the world of mortals. That faint scent turned into a worry all over the sky and stayed in the palace in autumn, filled with snow and dance.

Years go by like water, so many things are really hard to forget along the way. For example, this night, I unconsciously thought of you, and I felt a little soft when I remembered it, and I felt faint fragrance ripples in my heart when I remembered it.

Tonight, walk in the deepest part of the years and feel the silent night alone. Through the dim night, I looked at the dazzling dance of this hazy moonlit night. The moonlight floated in my hair, so light, so light, I didn't feel anything. You can't bear to bother me even if you think about it! Or maybe this moonlight is performing a sincere and pure love!

The water in my heart feels like ivy vine, as if every antenna wants to reach out into the night sky, depending on what it wants to catch, and as if it wants to cling to this faint night to stop its confused steps and find a warm embrace. At this moment, there was a sigh in my body, which melted in the long night with the pulse of thought and gradually dispersed.

Gradually, I know that you and I can't hold hands in the world of mortals. I also know that we can't go back because of time and distance. We really can't go back. I left you not because I don't love you, but because I know more about love. I think you know. However, love is gone, memories are still there, and thoughts are still there. At this time, an irresistible sadness came from the depths of my soul, flying in my eyes like the wings of a butterfly through the oblique wind and drizzle. In an instant, a little pain overflowed my heart and my body. Finally, it turned into smoke, fog and drifted away.

And I, after you leave, will still be immersed in a beautiful dream that you once wove for me with words. In the dream, smile and moisten the sweetness you have given. I am touched by your meticulous care, and I thank you for your deepest tenderness. In this way, even if these beautiful things were forgotten in that autumn, they remained in that season of Guizi bloom. As long as we stayed in each other's lives, we were gorgeous, even though we were scattered in your world without leaving a trace. I will also let it go, forever fixed in my heart, nourishing my life.

Bloom several times, the years have changed, how many people, how many things, some fate, some encounters have gradually disappeared in my sight. However, in the fleeting light and shadow, you bloom in my memory like a distant gardenia, still so fragrant, still so clear, still so warm! But I won't bother you. I will look at you from the other side, and then hide in my own world, feeling the years, the love and the pain across my heart.

Gold element is fleeting, shallow years, cut out a ray of warm sunshine, gentle and gentle, holding a pulse of heart fragrance immersed in your words and mine to make yourself a little warm, with an elegant feeling gentle with our feelings piled up in words. Although you went to the end of the world, I went to the other side, but I will still sprinkle you with a pool of ink, write a roll of reluctant attachment for you with a pool of ink, and disperse a pool of ink for you with a lifetime of words. May you be safe all your life!

Text/Ziying Happy Paradise