memory
gently
Remind me with a smile.
Our meeting
In the drizzle
This morning.
It's like that again
I sat in front of the door.
Low eaves shelter
I hope the rain will stop.
Cold and longing
Birds we've heard of
At this time, such joy
String language like piano.
You are the one who turned to talk.
I seem to see it
in the rain
You come with the light fog.
By the river outside my window.
Get ashore from the ship.
green
Holding a small white chrysanthemum in his hand
Pink. Dreams follow.
It's the box next to you.
In my hands
I just picked the leaves at random.
Flute-like melody
It shook off the dew on it.
Thousands of drops of rain.
Turn them into a kind of
A lingering aftertaste like the wind
indifferently
Read the stationery and send it to the wind.
There is one with four eyes.
Gorgeous gurgling water
At the age of our beautiful love
It is the helpless connivance of mom and dad.
Let's go Let's go ……
Infinite sweetness
Early morning under the short eaves
Watch the rain quietly
Immersed in sweetness again.