Author: Gong Fuling
You stand on the other side, close at hand, but out of reach. Your reflection in the water is so ethereal that the wind can't help touching it, and it will break if you are not careful, just like my heart. Although it recovered quickly like magic, my heart was like a broken mirror and could not be reunited.
I don't know the darkness of day and night, but I know my heart hurts; The sunset smeared a piece of red blood on the horizon for me. ...
The darkness of night gradually occupied the whole sky, and the moon was attached to the boundless darkness alone, without stars. The moon's face turned pale, as if it were heartbreaking for me. Dead silence on the moon, just like my mood at the moment; It seems to be stagnant, with no flowing air and no temperature.
The "withered vine old tree" beside the ancient road is as thin as wood, standing there hard, like a skeleton that falls when the wind blows, cold and cold. There are often several sleepless barks from the depths of the village, which make my heart tremble and let me know that it is still beating.
I can't escape the loneliness of this life. ...
The human mind is like a star at night, and the twilight years are in front of us; At this moment, there are no stars in my night sky, only that round jade plate represents my only heart. ...
The only one, forever ...