This poem comes from the elegy of section 26 of the first volume of How Strong, Blood in Heaven.
This poem is written like this: "Sister Lan Lan, someone is coming! You are ridiculous! "
"Ah! You mean if there is no one, you will fight with me! " I played dumb on purpose.
"Light light blue elder sister! You have no enemies when you initiate SAO! " Phyl blushed.
I put it on the tip of Phyl's ear and licked it gently with my sweet tongue. Phyl's body suddenly leaned against me, and my heart did Sarah laugh. I said to Phyl with a serious face, "Phyl! Your body is too sensitive! I'm sure your sensitive area has ears! "
Phyl straightened up and came back with a smile, with a monkey stealing peaches. I was shocked and responded positively: "Phil, you are more slutty than me!" " Stop! I really didn't expect that a wet one is higher than a wet one, and a slutty one is better than a big wave. A thousand sluts are not as good as a monkey stealing peaches! "And I walked into the campus with a smile. The school spirit in the 1990s was still pure grain, unlike alcohol blending now. You can't see blatant couples here yet, but you can see wild mandarin ducks in a blind spot outside the campus. At this time, the biggest highlight is that love letters and poems are flying all over the sky, and there is a tendency to scatter flowers. I remember that I was young and thin, and sometimes the teacher could confiscate five or six love letters secretly circulated below in a class.
It is still early. We went directly to the basketball court on the west side behind the school. Most of us are basketball lovers. I think basketball can fully cultivate the flexibility of peerless figure and show the beautiful style of tall curves.
Just arrived at the stadium, played some basketball, and after warming up, I heard someone shouting from the boys' department opposite: "Gao Lan! High blue! "
I looked up in surprise. It was a senior three boys' dormitory, which was a little far away. I can't see clearly and I don't know who it is! I vaguely feel that this appearance and posture should not be someone I know. I thought it might be a boy with the same name as me. My name is neutral, I don't care. I continue to play basketball with Phyl.
"High blue! High blue! "
"Shouted again, this is not intentionally don't make me happy? I just want to play for a while, but you cry like a wolf and scream like a crow in the morning. Can't I watch you all the time? My heart is straight. " Even when I looked out just now, he was silent for a while, and that's what I thought.
Be in a good mood in the morning, but don't be in a bad mood all day! I still understand this truth, so I was warned to be patient. Maybe the boys on the third floor behind are chattering! Maybe ... I'm making excuses for myself, but I hear voices behind me. ...
"High blue! Gao Lan! I love you! Just like mice love rice! "
I lit a fire, "MD! Compare me to rice, and you are still a mouse. Do you still want to eat me? " I glanced at Phyl! Seeing Phyl snickering at me, I pinched her and said, "What are you laughing at? Little witch! Be careful of my fairy's direction! "
"I laugh, you know! Hey! You pretend not to know! Are you embarrassed? Don't worry! I must not tell Hua Huiqi them! " She's pushing around, making my heart itch!
"High blue! Gao Lan! I love you! Do you love me or not? If you don't talk, I'll take it as you love me! If you say so, don't say it, Gao Lan! I know your heart, you don't have to talk, I know you love me ... "There are more and more people on the court, but the dormitory opposite is empty.
I can't help it! I can't stand it! This guy is like an old monk chanting scriptures, which makes me angry. I called Phyl back to the classroom and fought back the impulse to kill.
"Light light blue! I love you! You are my heart, my lungs, my half;
Light light blue! I love you! I am the tip of your hair, the fragrance on your body, and I am half of you;
You are half, I am half, and you are my forever half!
Light light blue! I miss you all the time, as if my dream was only awakened by you!
Light light blue! Do you know how much I miss you? Mount Everest is not as high as I love you;
Light light blue! Do you know how much I miss you? Mariana Trench doesn't love you as much as I do.
Whether the moon has how bright or not, without you in my heart,
The sun is round again, and without you in my heart, I feel that it is an irreparable defect in life;
Without you! My life cannot be round;
Without you! My life is like boiled water.
Light light blue! You are my muscle, my flesh and blood, the blood flowing in my veins, and the shining light in my eyes!
Without you, I will grope my way forward in the dark ... "
He chanted, sang and sighed with strong feelings. At first, I was shocked by his courage and boldness, and finally I became angry. ...
He suddenly became a rapper;
"Whether you want to listen to my song or not!
I always want to sing,
My heart is broken!
At the last minute!
I've been drinking Aika in my heart,
My love!
I want to lament my unrequited love,
From the first sunshine singing in the morning to the dusk when the moon rises at sunset,
In the autumn field that sings from dusk to late at night,
Let him tear up my lamentation in the autumn wind,
My love!
My unrequited love song!
I sing! Sing!
Sing my sad love song,
I want to sing from falling flowers to blooming flowers,
Singing from the lack of the moon to the full moon,
I want tireless Du Yu to lament my songs,
You are always in my songs,
Your shadow is in my song,
In my blood,
In my every spring, summer, autumn and winter,
In my every day and night!
My lamentation! My Aika!
How I wish I could keep singing, no matter what year or month,
Sing it to my lover, and she will listen.
She came to listen, I have a crush on love songs!
I want my love to sing loudly in heaven and blow away the roses on the table;
I want to let my lamentation go through hell and clear the dark Styx.
I want to keep singing, keep singing,
Because there is inexplicable sadness in my heart,
There is an insurmountable love,
My time will pass before I fall in love,
My love, she is at my feet,
I can reach out and touch her, but she doesn't look at me.
Looking at her pink face and red lips,
My sorrow is that he will eventually become someone else's battlefield.
My singing died, and he accompanied me here. ...
His voice is deep and sad, like a wonderful flower in a wet cemetery, like a strange rhythm blown by a magic flute, and my eyes seem to see the phosphorus fire flying at night.
I stared at each other mercilessly, hoping that he would stop. I don't want to do these boring things anymore. Why does this happen every few days? Haven't I hurt enough people, not deep enough! Don't I have enough strength to deter these flagging brothers?
It's not my fault that I'm beautiful. It's really not my fault. If God can give me another chance, I will say, Oh, my God! Let me be ugly! Don't make me beautiful again. I'm fed up with beautiful suffering. If you want to give me a deadline choice, I hope I will be ugly for 10 thousand years.
I ran a few steps and made a jump. I flew over the boundary wall! I'm going to beat this reckless third floor home run! I want to give Homer a heavy blow. He talks nonsense to me. Just when I made up my mind, I just climbed over the boundary wall, and that man shamelessly said to me, "light blue!" Are you okay? Light light blue! I love you! You have come to accept my love! Light light blue I love you so much, light light blue! I want to say loudly, I love you! Light light blue! Do you love me? "
"I love your head! Mental derangement! " I curse.
"Love is good! Good love! " The man said.
My head is so angry that it almost explodes. "You are really dead! You really want to know how you died! Mental derangement! " My voice is like electricity.
I went straight downstairs. I want to climb the stairs. At this moment, I heard him shout, the boy whose name I don't know, the voice I was familiar with this morning.
He shouted:' light light blue! I love you! You wait for me below for a while, and I'll be right down with you! "
Today is this chapter, and I try to avoid the poeticization of my novels every time, which is why I think he is so strong, but I still can't avoid it. Maybe I've been writing poetry for too long.
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