Tonight's poetry reading makes me miss you quietly.
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Tonight, let me miss you quietly
Author: moonlight bamboo language
Tonight, I sit in a corner, thinking about you quietly, what you are doing, and whether you are thinking about me; I want to know if you look beyond me when you stare into the distance. I want to know if you see me waiting for you at the intersection of dreams when you enter the sweet dream country.
I like sitting here quietly thinking about you. Although, I don't know if the other person can really feel it if he misses a person so quietly. If you often have inexplicable heartbeats, do you know that this is because I miss you quietly in the distance?
I miss you so quietly and call you quietly in my heart. I really want to call you in this quiet night sky. Although I know that the dark night can't spread my heart far. But I always feel that no matter how far away, you can hear it.
I miss you quietly in this dreary night. Because I miss you, this night becomes beautiful and melancholy. I miss you and want to light an orange lamp for you, waiting for your tired return quietly; I want to hand you a cup of warm fragrant tea to slowly dispel the tiredness on your face; I want to gently smooth the wrinkles around your eyes with my gentle and slender fingers; I want to soothe your restless heart with my gentle and considerate whisper. Then look at you quietly ... I pray, pray for peace and eternity at this moment.
I like to think of you like this, which makes my heart soft and painful and happy. Inadvertently, I will miss your name, your figure, your hearty laughter, hug you in the rain, join hands with you in the faint moonlight, and then grow old together.
I'd rather be a bird if I can. I can fly over Qian Shan and stop at the treetop in front of your window. The independent old tree in front of your window is lonely, and so is the silent moon in the night sky. But I won't be lonely, because I am so close to you. I like the faint light outside your window, warm and quiet. I can really feel your breath. But I can't sing and I won't disturb your peace. I just gently comb the wings blown by the wind and tidy up my tired heart. Then, sit by your window and miss you quietly.
Maybe I'm waiting for you to give me a miracle. But I am still a little scared, afraid that this is just a distant dream. I know I can't expect too much. I just wish I could always think of you quietly. Many times, thinking about someone quietly like this is actually a kind of happiness and a kind of hope.
Buddha said: Looking back 500 times in the past life, I only got a pass in this life. I will look back 10,000 times just to meet you once, and then miss you quietly in a distant corner with a lotus-like heart.
The moonlight outside the window is like water, and my thoughts have already piled up in my hut. Take a sip of fragrant tea and let the faint nocturne diffuse like tassels. Let go, let me miss you quietly tonight.