Such a woman, with purple romance and purple feelings, seems to be divorced from reality and dreamlike. When I first met Sister Ye Zi, you were like a woman coming out of a sea of lavender flowers, beautiful and indifferent. Purple, faint sadness, like your affectionate eyes, is full of worries, but because of the world of mortals, it is not full of sadness. Then, this kind of sadness falls into your eyes, faint sadness.
Maybe it's a fate that you and I met. Many years ago, I didn't believe in fate, thinking that everything had a destiny, and I never deliberately forced it. It was not until I met you that I realized that fate was around us. I know you are an elf who has left the purple world and loves purple. Maybe I can imagine that you are an angel transformed from purple, mysterious and noble, gentle and elegant.
Look at the Qin Chu Forum. Your fresh words and unique feelings always make me think. What kind of woman should you be? Purple gauze clothes cover up sadness, and women who like purple are romantic and melancholy. You are the purple that glimpses, faint. Scattered in the world, I say you are the most beautiful April day in the world.
The flower language of lavender is waiting for love. Legend has it that there was a beautiful girl in Provence who met the man she loved. In order to test the sincerity of the youth, the girl sprinkled lavender bouquets on the youth, and a wisp of purple smoke suddenly gathered and dispersed. In the valley, you can vaguely hear the teenager's crooning, leaving the girl alone. Later, I never saw that girl again. So, some people say that the girls are all looking for youth; It is also said that she was also transformed into a wisp of light smoke scattered in the valley by youth. And I'd rather believe in the latter ending. The appearance of this flower represents love and commitment.
Perhaps such a woman who is keen on purple will remind me of the flower language of lavender and wait for a fireworks-like gorgeous lingering. The emotion related to purple is a kind of sad happiness. Miss the beauty, elegant feelings, I love this purple, I can enjoy wandering in the lavender sea of flowers, quietly listening to the feelings of girls.
I remember Sister Ye Zi said in The Purple Woman: I love purple because she is elegant; Love purple stems from her indifference; I like purple, and appreciate her refined and unique sincerity and tranquility. I think this purple woman must be a self-portrait of Sister Ye Zi. You like purple and everything related to it. This purple is soft and warm.
It is said that people who love words are bright and sad, and the sad plot in words will lead them to the abyss of peace. Sadness hangs over life, indulging in the pain that can't be relieved, which only oneself can understand. The feelings of words, even people who live far apart, will understand this rare friendship. We are all people who love words, and we will feel this feeling inadvertently, and we can also feel the affection of words, regardless of age and time.
When I was a child, I didn't understand Boya's childhood friendship. However, after years of baptism and tempering. I feel lonely gradually, because no one understands the depth of words, and the depression of life makes me lose myself. I indulge myself in the world of words, hide myself and cry helplessly.
Sister Ye Zi, you said that aging is only an instant process. The sadness of words will continue into life. But in life, we must be sad and live a bright life. But I always feel that time will erase many traces, and beautiful faces will eventually grow old. Only when the inner world is rich can we maintain ourselves in this materialistic world.
I always envy those talented and knowledgeable women who are swaying in the world of mortals and reading and writing alone. The world may think that they are lofty and stick to themselves. Only those who know understand that such a woman is warm-hearted and refined. The cold and arrogant appearance can't cover up the inner melancholy; Beneath the gentle appearance is a strong heart. I would rather be exhausted than shed tears easily.
The indifference of the state of mind is the inner belonging. You can read thousands of books, take Wan Li Road and find your own spiritual pursuit. The soul is connected, and the same interests are the true self. Sometimes, it seems to fall into Penglai Island's wonderland, as if it is no longer alive.
Purple sea, purple romance, I will remember the woman who loves purple after all. Just like a purple leaf in a dream, it floats by chance and disappears when it is there. Some people, no matter how many times they pass by, can't meet, while others just need a heart-to-heart conversation and a warm word, which will move me. Sister Ye Zi, you are undoubtedly such a woman, becoming the white lotus in my dream, waiting for a thousand years, and still silently reciting the truth for you under the bodhi tree.
Purple woman, April on the earth, that beautiful image. Dancing lonely, I care about the city, and then the country. Oh, a poetic waterfall, April is eternal. You are also the most beautiful April day in the world, and no one can compare with you!
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