More aesthetic poetry

The swallow I may know is back.

-Ruan Junting over the rainbow

Seeing you in my dream makes my mouth sweet as honey. I took a deep breath and smelled the flowers.

It has been many years since I left, and the past has fallen with the wind and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

I am at this end of the dream, watching your back at the other end. It has a thin ridge and is as hard as jade.

Please gently wipe away the tears from the corner of your eyes.

You know, I always like the way you smile.

It is a bud in bud, the moment when it blooms for the first time, and the surging great joy.

Missing is water. Silence flows in life. The pain is lingering.

I'm glad my memory is so firm and clear.

You are the blooming rose in my life.

Hugs are so wonderful.

Your body is like a butterfly, hiding in my chest, just tender.

I suddenly thought of you during the day.

Missing is like the high tide, surging.

The accordion in my arms was a shy gift you gave me that year.

Ding Dong. Ding Dong. The sound of the piano is like spring water, melancholy and soft.

If I have white and plump wings, I can fly to your side at this moment.

Ask you, do you remember the song I once sang for you?

Elegant colors and smooth brushstrokes draw the most beautiful people and scenery.

There are colorful, ethereal and clear, and there are shallow and faint sorrows left in the meticulous brushstrokes.

This is Ruan's unique artistic charm.

Aunt said, in fact, color is just a wavelength, and it has never really existed.

Therefore, it has the name of "empty rainbow".

The illusory rainbow is already the most beautiful in the world.

Do you think this will work?