Your prose poems

I just want you to be happy and not sad.

Friends always shelter you from the wind and rain. If you are suffering from the wind and rain in the distance and there is nothing I can do, I will also pray for those storms to befall me.

Before I knew it, I was in tears.

Our feelings are as strong as RMB.

Will you be sad on your way home without me to light the lamp for you?

Without that light in the dark, I am afraid that you are afraid of the dark and get lost like a child.

I didn't know that when I died, staring at the sky would be so bleak. I heard another plaintive cry of snow birds.

Obliquely swept away from the sky, I saw your face emerge in the light blue sky, so I smiled, because I saw you, happy as a child.

The night gave me black eyes, but it made me fall in love with the pain it gave me.

I can't imagine killing me No matter how many people I want to kill, I can't imagine.

Cello sounds like a river, the left bank is a memory I can't forget, the right bank is a glorious time I deserve to persist, and the middle is my faint sadness every year.

I always stare at the sunrise, and I am homeless and sad at sunset.

Because I know there is always a smiling Gu Xiaobei waiting for me at the end of the road, which makes me brave.

The best thing is to be with you often.

We are like needles on the surface, turning and turning, watching time pass by in a hurry, but there is nothing we can do.

One day I will walk away from you quietly, without any sound. I missed a lot, and I was always sad alone.

I look at you smiling, sinking, proud and lost, just like now, so I am happy with you and sad with you, but I have always stood in the present, and you will always stay in the past.

If I can wait for a miracle, I would rather wait, even for a year, or for a lifetime!

Birds in the sky, are you lonelier than me, or am I sadder than you? Will you stay with me for the rest of the time, so that you won't be lonely and I won't be sad.

My tears flowed down and watered the soft grass below. I wonder if there will be a memory and sadness next year.

At that time, I was just a person who shuttled back and forth between the library and the dormitory with a pile of books every day.

I stand in heaven and stare down at you, just as you stare at me, slightly sad.

It's not terrible to go out, but I don't know when to come back.

I think I have grown up when Xiaoxiao got married. I'm not such an autistic big boy anymore. I will wear a neat white suit and take the best car to see her. In front of her house, I saw that all the people saw her happiness.

I like to stand on the cliff of love and watch a pair of luxurious and bright youth crawling under my feet, tears streaming down my face.

People all over the world have left you, and I will be by your side. If there is a hell, we will run amok together.

My sunset sadness is like a melancholy bird, and the melancholy bird flies into my sunset sadness.