I was shocked when I just heard the news. After a little thinking, I feel normal again. After all, my children have already gone to kindergarten. Rational thinking only flashed in my mind and was shattered by the rapid influx of grief and regret. I can't remember how many sleepless nights, how many tears I shed for you and for our heavy and more painful love. For more than four years, I've been trying to hide you in my heart, but you always jump out and linger, which means you're not hiding at all. However, I still can't help hiding you in my heart. I don't want my marriage to exist in name only, although she and I don't have any feelings and have the same language, and she has long died to me. After more than five years of marriage, we have had enough of each other. I don't know how long we will stick to it. The reason is that children are too young. Maybe there are others. I don't know. All I know is that this is an unhappy marriage. I was still at school when I got married, and everything was done at home. I got married in a muddle, then quickly endorsed it and went to school. There will be a baby in nine months. Life after marriage is as dull as water, until I meet you and stir up ripples.
In recent years, I really envy seeing people around me desperate to pursue their true love! I also want to fight hard with you, but I don't know what to do when I think about the consequences. When I miss you, I will go for a walk to the school in Runan where you once studied, and see that your school sisters are wearing the same school uniforms as you, just like seeing you, which is particularly kind and warm. I have been to the school where we work together. Times have changed and there are more people, but I can't find you, even a shadow. I met you for the first time on August 9, 2009, and I met you again on June 9, 20 10. It has been three and a half years now, and we have never met again. Lee, are you okay? I really want to be with you, even if it is a cry. You ask me: Have you ever regretted getting married early? I didn't answer, because it wasn't just regret?
Whenever I pass by the town where your home is located, I look forward to your appearance, but I am disappointed every time.
You can dream of meeting me on the night when jasmine is slowly fragrant. Look me in the eye, let the tears freeze and turn into a pure ice heart, symbolizing our poor and regrettable, disgusting and disgusting love.
I don't know what to say. Now, facing your wedding date: 2014 65438+10.2, the second day of the fourth lunar month, I only have: blessing, blessing, blessing. ...
If we don't love each other, let's wait for fate to arrange our next reunion. Maybe it's better to miss each other than to meet each other. Let me pray for you silently. We cherish this unforgettable love. After several years, we will use it to make wine, float across the yellow house with jasmine fragrance, and cherish the village that belongs to your love and my dream.
Li, you can be happy and safe, better than anything, really!
20 13 12.30
Qiuci was twenty-eight years old in winter.
Attachment: Some poems for Li.
perhaps
Maybe you're like me.
Fill the lovesickness with dreams.
Let tears soak the moon.
Ferment out
Lover's wine
Jane has the soil of true love.
Bless the dust.
Add more fragrance
Pray to protect it.
Volatile and charming fragrance
Maybe I thought about it painfully.
I can only vomit into poetry with my heart.
A breeze that entrusts a long journey
Bring it to you
A pure and lovely girl
Confess my endless love
Send me a long sadness.
Maybe we'll do it today.
Instead of hugging each other
More happiness
More pleasing to the ear
Wherever you go tomorrow.
Don't ask me where I will go in the future.
I'm sure we all will.
Put this accidental meeting
The treasure of love is formed
Maybe not forever.
But looking back,
Has been cut into
Affectionate clothes
one's eyes brimming with tears
Full of sadness
Dingneng
Accompany me through every post station in my life
Drive away the shadow of loneliness
Let your thoughts fly.
See your smiling face again
Goodbye to your eyes.
Let the dam of memory collapse
Xiang Si he shui Hao Tang Hao Tang
Full of pain
Infiltrated with old wounds that are difficult to heal
April 6, 2065 438+00
Your eyes
Your eyes.
This is a gurgling spring.
Flowing into my dry heart
Calm one's uneasy mood
Untie the lingering uneasiness
Put me in your eyes
Really think
Your deep affection
Your ardent expectations
Your eyes
This is a red plum.
In my lonely winter
Bloom quietly
Against the north wind
Fight the cold with frost and snow
Drive away the emptiness in my land
Send a ray of sunshine
Bring bright colors
Your eyes
Like a bee's poisonous needle
Pierce my heart deeply.
Let me grieve for you every day.
Sleepless for you every night.
The pain is unbearable
But willingly.
For you.
Is my happiest performance.
Your eyes
Like a fairy who can predict the future.
Yesterday, when we were about to break up.
Put your innocence, your persistence
Deeply embedded in my mind
When your eyes move away.
It's getting farther and farther behind
my heart
I am full of apologies and regrets for you.
Your eyes
This is a clean window.
When it appeared in my sight.
Never shut it in my heart again
I bless the blooming flowers every day.
Dress up
The spring breeze began to pray.
Detonate the bomb for this purpose.
Wash away the dust with acacia tears.
Increase clarity
You and I look at each other.
It has become the greatest happiness in my life.
Eternal moment
Your eyes
Caught my infatuation
Take my hand.
That look
Pure and clear, infinite sorrow.
Is there anything you want to tell me clearly?
What are you trying to make clear?
What do you expect?
And my silence
Finally let you down and left sadly.
How I want to say something to you.
Let your dim eyes shine again
But I was speechless after all.
Let you love me
As your back fades away
Withered in despair.
Your eyes
This is the wing of an eagle.
A slap will break your heart.
A wing broke my heart.
It brings you tears of despair.
What left me was tears of regret.
You've occupied
The sacred highland in my heart
No one can touch it
When the tears of acacia come to mind
To continue our unfinished relationship
I just understand now.
I should cherish you most.
But you're long gone.
Walk into my memory
I'm sorry
Life without me
Please stop crying.
Beg for heaven
Put all the sadness
Keep it for myself.
June 438+00, 2065
before long
before long
happy
It's so close
warm
It's too expensive.
touch control
This is so real.
once
You caught my attention.
This is the spring breeze with swallows.
Fly into my dream
It is the winter sunshine that penetrates the cold branches.
Warm my heart
then
You broke into my heart.
It's the rabbit that keeps beating.
It is the rain that moistens and washes the soft heart.
This is the trend of love.
There are red clouds on my cheeks.
at present
You live in my mind.
It's the kindness in that dream
This is a long-lost spring.
This is the surge of tears.
This is a lingering acacia
before long
miss
Just so diligent.
Think fondly
It's so pure
worry
It's too tight
July 438+00, 2065
Jasmine flowers are slowly fragrant.
The breeze is beating against the red window.
Give off bursts of fragrance
Like a dripping spring rain
Sprinkle it into my heart
Point out the depressed sadness.
Like a flame
Approaching slowly
My cheeks are red.
Warm my heart.
More like your innocent face.
Blooming with gorgeous flowers
Pushing innocent waves
Holding bright flags
Waving white wings
Walk towards me.
Accept my passionate love
Leave me with strong sadness.
Your flowers are so holy.
White and shiny
Pure flash
This lamp is on every night.
Through the darkness
Enriched my expectations.
Pointed me the way forward.
tell me
Disappointed and obsessed with the horizon
The sunrise of hope.
warm
bright
casual
Rise and fall
I'm busy opening the bottom boat.
Facing the sun in the sea of suffering
make arduous efforts
Strive for a long voyage
I like to smell your fragrance.
despise
clear
pure
There is no mixed smell.
Only the fragrance of the sky.
I like such a night.
You slipped into my dream.
Accept what you have boldly and amicably.
Fill my heart
Never leave again
Never come out again
Never be sad again.
Sincerity is printed with sincerity.
Face to face
I hate cock crow.
Crying broke the silence of the night.
Clothes that tear beautiful dreams.
Pure dew
Staring at the new green of your leaves
Behind the green branches and leaves
Who is secretly wiping away the crystal tears?
Your pure petals
With cold tears.
Ride the wind
In your faint fragrance
I can feel your sadness.
Mengsuo huanglou
But I can't find your village.
I can smell your faint fragrance.
Even hear your sigh.
Even feel your thoughts.
But after the rain, your gentle appearance
Still can't appear on my gift.
I have to look forward to it.
Tears on the wall of Lv Caicheng
You bloom slowly
Xu Xu Piaoxiang
Every night I miss you.
Knock on the door of my memory
Six months of acquaintance.
It has long been transformed with Lang Lang's morning reading.
A dose of good medicine
An altar of bitter wine
A song that always rings in my ear.
Engraved in the depths of memory
Love bless you.
Love prays for you
I miss you so much that my heart is broken.
regret we didn't meet sooner
When do you expect to meet again?
Let this stupid and bitter lovesickness
Embrace your innocence in your dreams.
Let the tears wet your cheeks.
Let thoughts fly.
As long as I can see you again
Even for a moment.
It is also eternal.
Do not want the luxury of peony.
Don't want the bright colors of Chinese rose.
You just want your purity.
Comparable to the ideal of the Statue of Liberty.
The faint fragrance masked the glory of Longjing.
Eyes in bud
Bright, clear, full of desolation
Like a melting stream on a snowy mountain
If spring gushes from the West Lake.
Sweet, pleasant and refreshing.
People can't control the wings of time and light
Fly back to you
Express one's feelings
Speak your mind
Get rid of tears and confusion
But I can't stand heartless time.
if there is an afterlife
I want to hold your hand.
Throw away this earthly filth.
Put aside the troubles of this little thing.
Abandon the pain of this infatuation
June 8, 2065 438+0 1
Jasmine flowers are getting fragrant.
A white flower
Pure imagination.
A drop of dew
It's a drop of melancholy.
Green leaves and a white cloud
Put your heart on your wings.
Let Li go to his place.
But stranded in a yellow building
I can't find the poplar tree in front of your house.
And your innocent and lovely face
look around
White clouds are long and bluebirds whimper.
Pull out my deep thoughts
Turn into acacia rain
Get wet in this innocent and sad season
This night is darker than your hair.
Always in such a lovely and helpless season, put all your energy
Pack your things and miss you.
Whenever I walk on campus, I can see the beauty of flowers.
Hear the morning reading of active nerves.
Whenever history turns yellow under the light.
Memories are swallowed up by moths who miss their old age.
You will fly out of my heart forever and tighten my heart.
Boil my desolation
Fate is ruthlessly impacted by the long river of time.
There are still a few catties left.
Acacia is still tireless and struggling to move forward.
Sailing on a gondola in a sea of tears.
Wind and rain, scorching sun and frost
You are my candle, not me.
The warm harbor of Antoine's soul
Tears wet my eyes.
Look at you. Look ahead. It's all bright.
It just hurts. It hurts.
I don't want you to taste it again.
How I want to look into your eyes.
Drive away the sadness in each other's hearts
And confusion about the future
Wrong time, right you.
The truest love, the purest fate, the beloved.
Doomed the destruction of the ending.
In the dead of night, time goes back.
Butterflies are flying in that campus, students are laughing, and you are hiding your shyness.
Send a gentle and warm fire to my winter.
... clean up your appearance.
The dream took off from Lv Caicheng again.
Go west to the Yellow House and stay there.
But it's hard to find your village and your melodious singing.
Have to cry.
The jasmine watered with tears is white.
Will light up the night sky tonight.
The fragrance is slowly drifting away, and it is this season.
Warm the cold in my heart.
Sweet drunk my pure and beautiful dream.
2013 April 19