All along I want to have an unspoken lover, but the reality seems to be always contrary to me. A person's life is busy, running around, is full, but also lonely, lonely. All the people passed me by, with a smile, with disdain, bewildered, and of course, I grew farther and farther away, sad parting. All of this is never to return. For a long time I was alone, talking to myself. I would walk down the street and laugh out loud for no apparent reason. Every quiet corner of the campus has my dull figure, knowing my . People say that I am a person with a story, and I want to say that this story is still missing a heroine, a girl with a shy face and a coy smile.
And this girl I seem to have met, just now, I had a very long, very beautiful, and very warm dream. From the coldness of the prison to the gentle fluttering of the girl, the virtual life in the dream is always so colorful. I took her and danced with my hand gently around my waist. Yes, she just looked at me, and I gazed at her, and she smiled, and I smiled, and my cheeks went scarlet. I quietly listened to her heartbeat, kissed her breath, slowly approached, kissed her, that kiss, it was beautiful.
At that time, there were a lot of broken flowers around the side of the surroundings, we also embrace each other tightly, never thought to separate, even for a moment. The air was warm, and the flowers were fragrant. I was so happy to see her and I standing like this! I can't even remember the girl's face, perhaps in my heart I have long ceased to need to gaze at her face, just that pair of clear eyes is enough to make me melt. Love that feeling, love her kiss, her breath. Close my eyes, I feel the sky spinning, seems to fly, the whole world is only us, tightly embraced warmth in the fingertips flow. Black night, the sky twinkling stars, bright red kisses, the wind sends a sweet breath, we sat down, ten fingers interlocked, looking up at the stars, snuggling up to each other ......
The sky suddenly crossed a shooting star, I woke up from the dream, the kind of ten thousand regrets that it is just a dream state of mind let me pound my chest. Dumbly looking at the roof, looking at the blue mosquito net, everything is so blank, so realistic, but I seem to smell the corner of a touch of fragrance, tasted the lips of the faint uncertainty, so that I regret full of heart to get a hint of comfort. At this time of the morning foggy, spring water tinkling, I want to go back to the dreamland, and then look at the girl in the dream ......