The cloud said to the wind: Take me far away!
The wind said to the cloud: I'm afraid to take you to the ethereal world ...
The cloud said to the wind: Will you hug me?
The wind said to the cloud: I'm afraid it will hurt your health ...
The wind often stares at a cloud. Those clouds rolled and stretched with the wind, full of rain, drifted aimlessly in the vast sky. A cloud has a story and a concentrated feeling. Yuner, this familiar name sneaked in when the wind was in a daze, so Yuner's voice came to the front of the wind:
Fenger:
Meeting you is not an accident, but a necessity, and the relationship between Fenger and Yuner has already been arranged. Otherwise, why do I feel soft when I see the wind, and throb when I hear it? The thousand-year-old tenderness brewed in my heart, the' emotion that has drifted for ten thousand years' suddenly found its belonging, I am safe, I am calm, I am floating!
far away, have you ever heard it? My voice crying blood? Red mountains and mountains! Have you ever seen the cape? My tearful lingering? It is full of blue sea and sky! In your sleep, have you ever felt? My intimate snuggling? Sweet heart and soul! ......
Do you know how many times, I gently pushed away the mountains of missing with my hands, came to your side lightly, clearly touched your warm body, clearly heard your heartbeat, and cleared the loneliness and troubles in my heart! How I want to hand you a cup of warm green tea, how I want to drink a cup of bitter wine with you, how I want to wipe the sweat off your forehead, how I want to listen to your intimate words, how I want to quietly watch you typing on the keyboard, how I want to quietly watch your sleeping posture, how I want to listen to your snorting silently, how I want to mess up your hair, how I want to kiss your face, how I want you to hold me tightly in your arms, and how I want to put my tears in my arms. Your voice has penetrated into my blood, your smile has penetrated into my cells, and your feelings have penetrated into my soul ... I don't want to lie to myself any more. I would like to put down all my reserve and throw myself into your arms, let my emotions run wild, let your warm lips kiss my happy tears, and let you touch my injured heart ... < P > I look up at the sun and you are burning. I look at every past, can you suddenly appear in front of my eyes? I look at the bright moon, which shines on me like water. Do my colleagues also shine on you? I stare at the dense water, does your heart lake also ripple?
I miss you when I cry, and I cry when I miss you; I miss you when I'm happy, and I'm happy when I miss you. I miss you when I'm confused, and I'm confused when I miss you. I miss you when I'm lonely. I miss you when I fall asleep, and I think of you first when I wake up ...
It's in this life, today. Don't push the love of this life to the next. I am looking forward to, looking forward to your coming on my mossy heart, your footsteps knocking on the mossy! Is it? Has been strung into a key hanging on your chest? My heart that has been blocked for thousands of years! In this life, today, for you, slowly open!
love in this life!
hehe! Feeling the feelings of heaven, feeling the language of the earth. The cloud knocked on the heart of the wind and opened the love lock of the wind.
I remember the Buddha said: 5 years of practice brought me a brush in this life! And the wind will use 5 years of practice in exchange for this life's entanglement with the cloud!
In fact, it's really the rain-like feelings of the clouds that moisten the thirst in the heart of the wind. It is the sunshine-like feelings of the cloud that light up every corner of the wind and accompany it to the wilderness of another spring day, singing the same song and making the wind full of harmony, happiness, confidence and courage! The wind said quietly: I can have nothing, I can have nothing, but I can't live without clouds! No, no clouds! Because, the cloud is the life of the wind! Because, the clouds make the world more wonderful and sunny!
yes! The clouds are fluttering and the thoughts are like the wind. I hope people will live for a long time, and thousands of miles will be beautiful!