A masterpiece of lyric prose about parting: Parting.
The rain gradually stopped and the noise in Beijing gradually recovered.
As the sun sets, a touch of rosy clouds is overwhelming, passing through the gaps between trees and dyeing the faint grass on the roadside. The boat is sailing, and the rhythm of sunset is slowly approaching the lake.
Looking back on their time together, only one day, they met and met again, maybe they didn't know each other. But one tenth of each other already has you and me in their hearts. They share each other's stories, and their joys and sorrows have long been imprinted in each other's minds. Reluctantly leaving this city that does not belong to him, I can't help feeling a little sad.
It's time to say goodbye to her. "Honey, maybe I can't say that, so blame me for being romantic. When I leave, I may never see you again, but I will miss your charming figure, flowery face and your fragrant smell. I will cherish every minute here forever. At this moment, I pray to heaven day and night, with no regrets. I hope we can meet again. "
With heavy steps, I turned and embarked on the road of parting. Thoughts of the past crept into my mind. Tell yourself again and again not to be sad, because she doesn't belong to me. Suppress your emotions again and again. But it's still hard to bear the pain of parting. I don't know why, tears have slipped. Facing the autumn wind, I stayed alone in the "red ocean" under the sunset and neon lights.
Tears blurred my eyes and vaguely saw a familiar figure appear in front of me. Waiting quietly, as if waiting for the arrival of a person. She slowly closed her eyes and tears fell. This sad tear is destined to flow away from my heart. Helpless tears! He opened his eyes and she stood clearly in front of him. It's her, the one who makes him miss and worry. The unexpected meeting excited him. I approached her slowly, trying to say something, but I didn't say it after all. Just naturally hold other slender hands. Looking at her wet eyes, he didn't have the courage to speak again. I can only let tears flow in my heart. Just look at her silently and interact with your heart.
In this autumn evening, the leaves are colorful, like flowers falling all over the sky.
Two people, standing quietly in the street, feeling each other's love and warmth. Happiness at this time reminds us of the past. Look at that beautiful face, this moment has already become forever, forever.
The distant bell interrupted them. Hug for the last time and then break up. "Please take care of yourself. Goodbye. "
One is walking, and the other is standing. The two men held the tokens in both hands in unison. Drifting away, tears fell again.
Holding hands and hugging prove how much we love each other.
I hope this parting is only temporary.
A masterpiece of lyric prose about parting: Parting.
Your delicate hands are tightly holding my arm, and your black hair is wantonly rolled up and dropped by the rustling north wind. So we walked to the station, far apart. My heart is bleeding, but I dare not show the slightest sadness in front of you, for fear that a casual move will shake away the lingering tears in your eyes.
The railway station in the capital is magnificent, but we have no intention of visiting the spectacular scenery. It was sunny when we met yesterday, but today's parting is full of haze. The waiting room was crowded with people. We snuggled together and tried to talk about some interesting topics, but no matter how hard we tried, what we said was always so depressing. You've been holding my arm. It seems that as soon as I let go, I will fly away like a yellow crane.
I said: don't be sad, we will be reunited!
You sigh: Will it really happen again?
I am speechless. Psychological contradictions are great. To tell the truth, I want to stop time and feel your warm arms again. However, I hope the train will come into the station soon, so that I can avoid your eyes at once, and I can find a corner that you can't see as soon as possible, so that the repressed tears can be vented happily. I don't want you to see me sad, because that will only make you sad.
Time passed by, and the train whistle finally sounded in a heartbreaking feeling. Your tears are falling, and I dare not face your eyes again. I can only pretend to be chic and say: don't be sad, I'm leaving! Actually, I know you're already in pain. How can I soothe your heart with my understated words of comfort? But what else can I do? The longer we spend together, the harder it is to separate. I don't want to look back, but you came all the way and hugged me at the ticket gate for the last time! This is an eternal hug! Maybe we will never hug like this again in this life. We hugged each other tightly, wishing the world suddenly collapsed, so that no one could separate us! But reality is reality after all! Your tears wet my shoulders, penetrated into my heart and turned into a heavy boulder!
I stepped on the train. Buried his head in a thick cotton-padded coat, tears could no longer be controlled. I can feel that people around me are surprised, but I can't hold back at this moment! The carriage repeatedly played Adu's "Farewell", which seemed to preface my mood:
I kissed your mouth deeply/but I can't stop your tears.
My heart is broken with you at this moment.
A crazy long night/a sleeping person was unconscious under the heavy rain.
I suddenly hate this world/because I left.
Just wear out these shoes/I'll walk with you all night.
Until your heart stops bleeding/your tears run out.
The sky is constantly shining with thunder/light, and everything in my heart is dark.
I hung a tearful face and counted the time in my sleep. Your journey is shorter than mine, so you will be home soon. Suddenly, a short message came from the mobile phone. When I opened it, it was a safe message for you when you got home. Why do we always have so many tacit understandings? Why do we always suffer when we really love each other? Why? Too many. Why? I dare not think any more, for I am afraid I will cry again.
The only thing I can do now is to bless you. I will always keep a pure land for you in my heart. I hope I can meet you in that pure land every night in my dream.
A masterpiece of lyric prose about parting: Say Goodbye.
Jiang Yan once wrote "Biefu", in which there is a sentence "Those who are ecstatic just leave", which makes people sad to read. The ancients still hurt each other, and today people want to be together. Parting is always helpless. On the platform, a pair of lovers "held hands, looked at each other with tears, but choked up", hugged and kissed goodbye, with thousands of kinds of reluctance. Every time I see this scene, I always cry silently in my heart. Although modern transportation shortens the space distance between people, it is not easy to survive, which makes us leave often. Fortunately, it is not the kind of "your return has not yet arrived" of the ancients. You just need a ride to see, the horizon is close at hand.
"Affectionate parting is sad since ancient times, leaving the autumn festival in the cold", and seeing the fallen leaves leaving the ground in autumn, there is a bleak feeling of autumn wind and autumn rain. It is the most painful thing for lovers to leave. Yesterday, it was warm and affectionate. Today, we live far apart. I think it will stop the tears. Separation from parents is a heartbreaking thing, as a poem proves, "Be careful with her sewing, and make up for it thoroughly, fearing that the delay will make him come home late"? The separation of brothers and sisters is also melancholy. "If you know where the brothers are climbing from a distance, there will be one less person in the dogwood." Only those who leave can understand this loss. I am a sentimental woman, and I always cry when I see others leave. There is always a forced separation in life, whether it is temporary or forever, we should all accept this situation and believe that we will meet in a certain period of time.
Jia Baoyu in A Dream of Red Mansions felt sad when he saw his departure. He is afraid of falling into the mud and the petals falling into the water. Daiyu even put the fallen flower in her pocket, took a flower hoe and planed a "Hua Zhong". The parting of fallen flowers and flower branches is endowed with beautiful expectations, and a song "Burying Flowers" is sung from generation to generation. "Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect flowers more." Flowers that are temporarily separated will be more colorful and red in the coming year.
People are emotional, always looking forward to "spending a full moon" and always crying when they leave. Parting is sometimes for a better reunion. The pain of parting will bloom with joy, and the full moon will bloom. ...