Heaven is heartless, flowers are easy to wither, empty and silent, falling apart.
Why can't I feel sorry for this? I just shed tears ...
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Snow, flying with the wind, dancing intoxicated the world;
The wind, carrying snow, gallops at will, and the speed scares the immortal Buddha.
snowflakes are fluttering between heaven and earth, and the cold wind is whispering between heaven and earth;
The wind sings the wind accompaniment for the snow, and the snow dances gracefully for the wind;
the wind is fast and slow, and the snow is up and down;
The wind seems to be talking and confessing, and the snow seems to be snuggling and coquetry;
The air is quiet and peaceful, and there is lingering love in the air.
The dancing of snow makes the wind crazy; The coldness of snow makes the wind flinch;
the wind is free and easy; Let the snow heart pour love; The direction of the wind makes the snow unpredictable
The wind blows the snow and floats with affection, and the snow dances with infinite love;
the ends of the earth will always follow, and the seas will dry up and the rocks will rot.
Vows will change eventually; Touching, will eventually be tired.
One day, the snow stopped on the branches.
Snow said to the wind, Shall we stay here?
The wind looked thoughtfully at the distance and said, I can't stay.
Snow didn't believe what she heard, and asked, Can't you stay for me, too?
the wind replied hesitantly: no.
Snow is still looking forward to asking again: Can't you really stay for me?
Feng simply replied this time:No..
Xue held back the tears that were about to fill her eyes and said lightly, Oh! ?
The wind stared at the snow in a complicated way: I wanted to talk, but finally I chose silence
In this way, I stared at each other ...
Quiet, quiet, quiet, and everything in silence seemed to stop breathing;
Quiet, quiet, quiet, everything seems to be frozen.
Time is forgotten in gazing,
Space is frozen in gazing.
I don't know how long it took.
Snowflakes fluttering in the air began to stop.
Slowly, slowly, falling on branches, grass leaves, roofs, streams,
Falling snowflakes magically covered the earth with an immaculate white coat.
Finally, snow broke the silence.
Xue said quietly, can you take me for another dance?
If the wind is awakened from a thousand years' deep sleep,
The wind should say, Ah ...
Suddenly, there is a strong wind between heaven and earth and snowflakes are dancing wildly.
It's like the last hug and kiss;
it's like the last passion and lingering for each other.
I am not the wind, and I don't know what the wind says;
I am not snow, and I don't know the language of snow.
I don't know how long it's been, maybe I'm tired.
The wind is getting smaller, and the snow is still dancing in the air.
the wind has finally gone.
The air of solo dance exudes a bit of sadness,
The snow falls alone with gravity and watching the wind go away,
earth endures, heaven endures; some time both shall end, while this unending sorrow goes on and on for ever.
Finally, snow turns itself into water and nourishes everything ...
Maybe she finally wants to say: love doesn't have to be owned, and letting go is the true meaning of love.
if you let go, spring will return to the earth, and if you let go, the stream will murmur;
If you let go, you don't know who will cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
If you let go, the spring breeze will be green, Jiang Nanan.
Postscript:
The wind has no direction and won't stay for anyone. The wind doesn't know where the road is tomorrow.
I don't care about eternity, but I care about having a monologue about snow, which may be the last wish of the wind.
The world knows that the wind is romantic and chic.
However, if the world is not the wind, how can we know what the wind thinks? Maybe it really loved, maybe it really hurt.
when you ask what the world love is, the straight teaching style will ruin the love.