I'm leaving, just like when I came, gently, on tiptoe. The sunset is beautiful. Do you feel my burning eyes? I lift my veil to cover your face, but I can't hide the blush.
Along the river bank, slowly reminisce about the past. Inadvertently, I saw the graceful figure swaying on the sparkling water. My heart was gently bounced, bouncing a trace of dust and rippling everywhere. So, look ahead-Liu Er, a weeping willow in the sunset, is floating gently in the breeze. Is she thinking about today's bride? The breeze playfully kissed the water on my cheek, and I quickly leaned down to see if Liu Er's beautiful image was still enchanting. Only then did it appear in the soft river mud, and the greasy green grass was swaying leisurely with the waves I am a little jealous, really, I am willing to be an aquatic plant dancing in the water forever, as long as it is in the gentle waves of Cambridge! Looking at a dreamlike spring under the shade of elm trees, with rainbow-like colors. I'm thinking, is that my dream that I once shattered the precipitate and flashed among the planktonic algae?
What is my dream? Stripping off the last disguise, I think, Cambridge, only Cambridge is my dream destination. "My vision was opened by Cambridge, my thirst for knowledge was touched by Cambridge, and my self-awareness was given to me by Cambridge." In such a materialistic money society, each of us is lonely. What can material abundance save? Only spiritual wealth can truly save our lost souls and paralyzed thoughts. Yes, Cambridge has given me such a pure heart.
Hold a long pole and dream boat. I want to stroll back to the greener grass. Come near my He Kanghe and visit my Cambridge again.
The sunset faded away, and the night came with a curtain. At this time, the stars are shining and the river is a little blue. Looking at such a beautiful scenery, I was filled with joy and couldn't help but want to sing aloud, but my smile was frozen on my lips, and a small note was blown away by the wind …
Tonight? Only tonight! It suddenly occurred to me that I was full of interest and a little bit occupied by the gradual spread of sadness. I don't know when the summer insects stopped whispering, and there was a sad sound in the distance intermittently. This flute is like a dagger, cutting my sadness inch by inch, and there is silence all around. ...
"I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud. "