I cried at that moment. ...
Like wisteria, like her entanglement and clings, as if a petite woman is always attached to her lover in her heart and deeply entangled in his heart. I like wisteria, because she is on the porch, and then lazily hangs down her shy body and smiles everywhere. Like a shy woman, she is always bullying her lover who loves her, sprinkling emotional appeal on the corner of love, proudly emitting the breath of courage, youth rippling, thoughts flying, a narcissistic little happiness.
I like it. I like it for no reason.
Once, when the wisteria bloomed enchanting, on a misty afternoon and in a moment of extreme depression, I came here alone, took out my mobile phone, and chatted with my confidant thousands of miles away about my recent depressed and sad accident. Almost stunned, I looked up at these dancing flowers that accompanied me silently. They were charming on the top of the gallery. I also want to lie on my bosom friend's shoulder, whisper in his ear, pinch his cheek, scratch his neck and smile at Wan'er. I don't know if it was that moment that I fell in love with wisteria here, or I fell in love with Lan Yan, a confidant who was comforted in front of the screen, and fell in love silently for an afternoon.
Speaking of Lan Yan, I affectionately call him xy. He is like Zhang Zhongping in celadon. I have been in my world for more than six years, and how many nights I imagined xy and couldn't sleep. After six cycles of spring, summer, autumn and winter, we have become good friends who talk about everything. We listen to me when I am depressed, share my happiness when I am happy, and share my pain when I am sad. At the moment, under the wisteria frame, this dancing corridor is listening to me silently with xy. Subconsciously, I always imagine this dancing corridor as an xy entity.
At that moment in the image, when I saw xy's photo for the first time in my life, I was in tears, tears streaming down my face, and I was so excited that I was incoherent. Oh, my God! The real version of Zhang Zhongping! Zhang Zhongping is even better than Zhang Zhongping. I love this feeling. The opposite sex I have been pursuing all my life has always existed in my own world. Over the past few years, has been quietly guarding me. How many sleepless nights, how many waking hours, I listen to me, comfort me, enlighten me, encourage me, support me and cherish my passion. I blurted out "I like it" regardless of my reserve. Excited, I don't know what to say I just cry, cry and cry again. Tears of happiness can't stop.
Zhang Zhongping's classic quotation: A successful man should not only have a successful career, but also have rich emotions. This is also a classic quotation of xy, which I once put in my Weibo. The happiest thing in the world is that those who never dare to be close to themselves have been silently guarding them without knowing it. When I suddenly found out one day, it was like a pie hitting my head, and I was dumbfounded with happiness. ...
I have a deep attachment to xy, just like this whole frame of dance depends on this long corridor to show elegance. I am infatuated and dreamy.
A few years later, I moved, and it was a little sad to think that I would never have a chance to enjoy the wisteria that fascinated me up close. When I walked into my new home compound, unexpected surprises came. It coincides with the warm spring in April. A circular wisteria frame in the community square attracted me deeply. Piles of purple flowers and bones flowed like silver bells, dazzling in the morning light. At that moment, I froze. After a few seconds I jumped up and ran there at lightning speed. I wandered around happily, touching here, looking there and admiring these wanton and enchanting wisteria flowers. I am really drunk. I can't help but say to my lover around me, "I like this yard, and I have fallen in love with this community."
Go upstairs, push open the balcony window of the bedroom, and you will see these swaying wisteria. The breeze blows, and the fragrance is refreshing. I thank God for his love. There are such beautiful wisteria downstairs in my house. I am intoxicated and fascinated, and this little girl who loves dreaming can finally get in close contact with her every day. To tell the truth, the little girl's inner dependence on xy is stronger. It seems that xy followed me, looking at this Quan Huafu and imagining xy. ......
Every time I pass by here every day, I will deliberately slow down, deliberately put things on the bench, and then look up at these, very happy, very enjoyable, and then leave step by step. Sitting here with my daughter to pass the boring time, she said that my mother can take time to come here to read or stare blankly every day. I answered in an approximate teasing way; It's okay to be in a daze, just read a book, and eight bitches next to me will say I'm sick. Haha, NianLia laughed heartily.
Every night before I go to bed, I will go to the balcony, open the small purple floral curtain and say good night to this wisteria, and then sleep peacefully; In the morning, my fingers say "good morning" to xy in my mobile phone through misty sleepiness, and I will open the window to say hello to her at the first time.
The happiest thing in the world is to have such a wisteria, which has been silently accompanying me to my old age. Until my mouth is full of gums, I will still live here at that time, because this full frame has been filled with deep love. ...