1, nostalgia
When I was a child, homesickness was a small stamp. I'm here and my mother is there. When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket. I'm here and the bride is there. Later, homesickness became a temporary grave. I'm outside and my mother is inside. Now, homesickness is a shallow strait. I am here and the mainland is there.
2. "Laughter"
It's her eyes, lips and the vortex of her lips that are laughing. Gorgeous as dew, smiling, hiding in the flash of shell teeth. That's laughter-God's smile, beautiful smile, reflection of water, light song of the wind. Laughing is her loose curly hair, scattered in the ear. Soft as a flower shadow, itchy and sweet, flooding into your heart. That's laughter-the smile of poetry, the smile of painting, the trace of clouds, the soft waves of waves.
I loved you before.
I loved you before, and my feelings may be in my heart, but they have not completely disappeared. I hope I won't bother you again. I don't want to upset you any more. I once loved you silently and hopelessly. I put up with shyness and jealousy. I loved you so sincerely and tenderly. God bless you. Another person will love you as much as I do