Goodbye
A green shirt on the body,
Lightly embellished with two lines of tears,
Early spring of another year,
The old scene is still there,
But you and I are strangers to each other.
I look forward to a rainstorm
A slight drizzle,
It has been quiet for a long, long time,
Mixed with a piece of leaf,
With a burst of cool wind sprinkled on the ground.
A corner of the city,
Quietly interesting,
People heard their own heartbeat.
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I was hoping that a rainstorm would come
to break this breathless scene,
and make the watery heart ripple,
but the wind didn't come, nor did the rain!
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At the end of the night,
the sound from the distance is like a bell percussion,
the person on the bed is shivering,
the inner hiss,
dry throat,
but can not open the mouth.
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I look forward to a rainstorm,
to wash away the silence,
so that the heart that has long been stopped can beat freely;
I look forward to a rainstorm,
at the end of the night,
to wash away the people's thoughts,
so that people who have been tossed around will sleep happily!
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A rainbow appeared in the sky,
I thought I saw hope,
There was no fatigue of the night at all,
Only madness,
As if there was no more obstacles,
I had found the direction.
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Only, the sea has changed,
The rainbow after the breeze and rain is just a moment,
And the rainstorm I was looking forward to, but it was delayed!
Month stained sideburns frost, lovesickness into the bone know
To the night sky look, Zhu Ge tossing and turning; night deep but no sleep, appendage a piece of depression. I'm not sure if I've ever been to a place where I've had a good time, but I'm sure I've had a good time, and I'm sure I've had a good time, and I'm sure I've had a good time. Thinking of you, drunkenly lying in front of the collapse; worry meditation, but also confused. Raindrops outside the window pattering frequently, drops in the Iris I picked for you, can not help but fold the withered stems and vines; if there is no longer a butterfly will come for it, then this branch of the life of the stem and vine, is just a piece of speechless withered leaves. Originally thought that only butterflies could not fly across the sea, but now I realize that you and I can't fly across the sea. A qin and a ceramic, such as song singing; like pearl curtains Qingyue, waking up in the parting of the lake. I am still y in love with you, perhaps this will no longer be a few of those oaths of the mountain alliance; if you really like, then the longest love will be the so-called companion.
You are my undefeated rose, rosy in my most beautiful years. Your knitted brows and smile, such as three thousand weak water in the drunken dipper; let me get drunk in the memories refused to come out. After the rain cleared the flower pond, the flowers bloomed colorful; so beautiful, beautiful as a picture scroll. Jin night like a dream woke up thoughts, slightly hair point hot heart; several times strolling in the early morning garden, but I can not find your former face; is it too little for me to love? Or is the story ending too early? All kinds of lovesickness flocked up, but the love flower but resolutely bloomed in no one's lonely cliff; you once said; love in the farthest distance is what? I said; is all the story is open in the dream side.
Night after night, the rain falls, such as thoughts pouring down; under the green lamp, but do not see your smile like flowers. The one that does not break up the love, parting in the broken dream; thoughts and add a few more sorrows? I really can no longer afford to say. A person isolated in the lake, looking at the sparkling waves back and forth undulation; but just can not find in love in the reason to go on.
The tears of the waking dream are so weak, and love seems to have gone far away; the crows have quietly fallen on the withered branches. Only, this evening wind is too sluggish; like rain hitting the fence, messed up the song; spent the face. In the dream, the zither sounds around the ear, the smoke wave even the sky; listen carefully to the gurgling stream, not see the red makeup of Iren. Cooking smoke curls up, whose figure is hazy emergence, suddenly disappeared? Only left the light sighs swinging back and forth. The past is more and more clear in the eye, I look at the clouds and fog; but look at your way back, the moon with the last remaining light stained my temples of the green silk.
The scarlet summer, the moon color is confused with the dark red; long thought, the negative met again when the scene of the smoke and rain. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid. In my dream, I said goodbye to you and you in the bamboo forest in Chang'an; you are the most unchanging obsession of my life. The moon is hanging high, my thoughts are prolonged; the night rain is drizzling, how can I look back? When I think of the past, you appeared like a painting; your face was all over the world, your heart-stopping smile; your pleated skirt with light blue water waves and fireworks. Dreams are far away, love is parting; you are the most turbulent waves in my dreams. I just bitter myself, never thought to go far away; just stay in the breakup of that autumn color, sleeping to this day; the heart fantasizes that one day you will come back.
Since that day, your tenderness gradually faded; such as Hong Yan swept through the willow, leaving only the acacia quietly etched into the bone marrow. The winds of the remnants of the decay, the dawn wind of the moon; the distant piping will only be in the dream to give me a piece of peace of mind. The painting of the west side of the building to paint a reunion, I did not expect to be in love with another heavy.
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Pomegranate flowers fell
Suddenly encountered the pomegranate flowers, a small red flowers printed in the heart, flying flowers drilled into the heart, and then awake a lot, can not help but accelerate the pace of the hands of the tightly-held gift to send with you, a heart-shaped necklace.
Sitting on the position has long been restless, the gift looked and looked, touched and touched, for fear of losing, and constantly moving hands to see a few drops of sweat, casually wiped on the clothes. The eyes have not left from the clock, counting the time one second by one second, the brain constantly thinking about how to send the gift, think of countless kinds of ways, and ultimately still think the simpler the better, just a simple bag, change the tranquility of sitting on the position, quietly waiting for the passage of time.
Finally, the bell intentionally rang, the torment is also spent, finishing the homework, gently took out the gift, hidden in the hands, unhurriedly got up and walked toward the back of the line of sight appeared in her, gradually heartbeat accelerated, quietly moved his feet, walked to her side, reached out to put the gift on her desk, at this time she is organizing the textbooks, and the gift will be placed in her desk, the gift will be put in her desk. After seeing the gift looked up at me, and I just smiled and walked away from the classroom.
The dusk of the pomegranate flower is a different kind of beautiful, a small red flower immersed in the golden sea, the corner of the mouth Ang Yang smile I have passed by here, the footsteps were attracted by the pomegranate flower, once in order to stop the beautiful footsteps. Pale blue sky reflecting the golden color, floating clouds printed on the heart waves, stay, time passed a long time, and this passage of time but let the endless beauty of the long life, just in the heart of the world is constantly changing.
The setting sun slowly fell, I smiled and cheered you, black and black figure was pulled diagonally long, suddenly actually found a person's shadow in the gray land is particularly harsh, the heart of a trembling, the setting sun hid in the deep mountains.
Evening self-study, while the teacher to change the homework, I quietly took out secretly picked pomegranate flowers, hidden in the back of the book to watch carefully, this year's pomegranate flowers so red, so fragrant, take out a knife, slowly cut the stamen, fell on the table petals accompanied by some pollen, pick up a piece of petals sent to the mouth, with the fragrance of the flowers, acerbic bitterness in the sweetness, the air is permeated with the fragrance of flowers, the air, the air, the air, the air, the air, the air, the air, the air. The air is filled with the scent of flowers, and dusk appears in front of my eyes.
The night was late, the bell rang sharply, students hurriedly left, I was finishing the book, I do not know when she came to me, when I looked up, she was expressionless, handed me the gift, breathless, said, thank you. I pushed the gift back hard and said, take it. She casually said, I don't like it, and eventually I took the gift, staring at it for a long time, and when I looked up, all that was left in the distance was her back as she left. When the world was gone, I slowly walked out of the classroom.
Black sky, a few stars no longer twinkle, the moon is also hazy in the clouds. Approaching the pomegranate tree, through the little moonlight, vaguely looking at the pomegranate flowers, enveloped in the darkness of the night pomegranate flowers, just to dedicate the beauty of the moon, leaving the fragrance of the flowers to the world. The pomegranate flowers in the dark night, no longer so red, I just helpless, I also know that we go far away, the most familiar people finally become the strangest people. I just stayed to watch, I should not open my mouth to say one more word, with the pomegranate flower fragrance, I smiled and sneaked out of here, goodbye to the unnecessary beauty, goodbye to the dark night.
Perhaps helplessness is not incompetence, but already do not want to struggle for anything, no longer want to be able to change anything, so will not go to say, speechless will be so comfortable.
When I went to the restroom, I accidentally ran into the dragon, and he asked me if you are interested in that who? When I heard him open his mouth to say her name, I was speechless, I said after a faint smile, no, who did you hear that? He explained, no, I was my own guess, otherwise why would you give her a gift? I was even more speechless. Can you only give gifts if you like them? I'm not sure if you can give a gift to a friend, but you can't give a gift to a friend.
Before I left, he asked me again, "Why did you give her a gift?
The world is silent, his heavy voice constantly echoed again, he left quickly, leaving me silent, I vaguely heard the heart said, I want to know, that's good.
Waiting until the lights went out, I hurriedly fled back to the arms of the night.
Sitting on the bed, leaning against the wall, my mouth hummed up the song, wordless happiness, if it is just friendship why say it as love, I do not understand, I just follow the feeling, I do not want to understand again, and then lose some people. People who have not shed tears in the dark night will not understand the leisure of the night.
I brought up the incident, said, how others say I like her. Rock seems like the same person, yes, I was in eighth grade when people said the same thing. I thought about it and suddenly laughed and said, I don't even know myself, outsiders know. Rock chimed in, and it looked like we were right on the same page again. After I laughed, said faintly, outsiders how to know?
I said in my heart, in addition to Yan, I have absolutely no feelings for other people. If you really have to say, then I have to leave you far away, gossip will only wash me cleaner.
The conversation until late at night, however, the night is even brighter, the stars began to twinkle, the moon out of the haze, the sleepless people in the story, owned a *** with the past, the window of the moonlight illuminates the memory of the past, clear.
Maybe we played well, maybe had sung together, I made fun of you, that time is there you, in that period of time is wonderful, because then very familiar, once the person is turned into you. From then on I also understand, that initially have your time, is to be worth remembering, even if the time to take away you, have your memories will not dissipate, perhaps in the encounter with you at a certain moment, I returned to that period of time, I know that the most beautiful scenery will not be repeated, but I will be the feeling of eternal survival, even if you have changed, even if my heart has changed.
Everything is faded, without your time is also the most beautiful time, once was once, and now is always now, unchanged, always is the time to precipitate the heart, after all, once is not mine.
I don't know when, I quietly fall asleep ......
In the opening of the eyes, it is a new day, stretching, yawning, the world was originally so comfortable, not so much trivia to disturb, yesterday's sadness with the wind. The world is so comfortable, there are not so many trivial things to disturb the heart, yesterday's sadness with the wind away.
Walking on the familiar road, encountered pomegranate flowers, reflecting the morning sun, in the light blue sky, the heart of the inexplicable feeling of rebirth, the newborn pomegranate flowers so red, a shy smile.
Sitting in the position, and again with the world in play, just when I was laughing and joking, the table suddenly asked me very seriously, are you chasing her? Smile stiff in the face, inner struggle for no reason, really, I am not want to say anything in.
Hurriedly escaped from the classroom, in that pomegranate tree next to the slow stop, I do not know when the pomegranate flowers fell to the ground, stayed looking at the pomegranate flowers fell to the ground, I know that pomegranate flowers fell to the ground, my heart is also broken to the ground ......
A smile floated to the corner of my mouth.
Meet, the most beautiful you
In the rush of time
Watching the spring flowers blossom
Just remembered a glimpse of the sunset
Everything is just fine
Meet the most beautiful you
In the rush of people
Your sudden appearance
I'm not sure what to say.
I'm not sure if I've ever seen you before
Your smile
I've always remembered it
From now on, I only see your smile
The most beautiful thing I've ever seen is you, and I'm not sure if I've ever seen you before The most important thing I've ever seen is you. On a cool summer night at the Silver Lake Hold your hand on the bridge Kiss your enchanting lips
Meet the most beautiful you
The most beautiful thing about you is the fact that you are the most beautiful woman in the world
The most beautiful thing about you is that you are the most beautiful woman in the world.
I had a dream
The heavy wind
Passes by my ear
Freedom of movement
The freedom to talk to others.
It's like an invisible hand has been given to me
It's like a hand that holds me tightly
Not a moment's thought, not a moment's thought
Until I've found a place where I'll always be.
There's no city bustle here
No parks or street trees
No boom and bust
And no prosperity.
I'm envious of the ease, the spontaneity, the freedom
I can drink in the freshness of the air
I'm treated like a family member by the people of the mountains
I teach the children how to read and write. I taught the children to read and write
The dismantling of squares is a wonderful way to make them more interesting
Pinyin curves the gap
Basketball and soccer are a lot of fun
The running and throwing are a lot of fun
I taught my children to read and write
I taught my children how to read and write.
The children's laughter was always there
Eating the fruits and vegetables brought to me by the mountain people
Enjoying the pure and simple culture
All the time, I was able to enjoy my life, and I was able to enjoy my life, and I was able to enjoy the pure and simple culture
It was a great experience.
Cooling off under a tree
Calling out from the top
Even playing hide-and-seek
Everything is intriguing
It's all a bit of a mystery
It's all a mystery.
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Oh! The feast of the mountain people
Always without a curtain
From the dawn of the day
To the darkness of the night
The sun rises and the sun sets
The sun rises and the sun sets.
Labor became the order of the day
Making everyone so fit they didn't need to work out
The only thing that was left to do was to cough and cough with just a little bit of medicine
It's not just a question of how to make the best use of your time, but of how to make the most of it.
I'm here like a dragon in the water
Teaching is just a way to keep the kids' eyes open
But running and walking and dancing and boxing
But running and walking and dancing and boxing
Pouring me into a philosopher
Suddenly the rain came down Suddenly the rain came down And the rain came down. Running through the rain as fast as I can And then I spy a huge tree coming at me Wow! I was so scared that I sat up from my bed It turned out to be a dream Related Topics:Dreams Dreams Trees Kids Related Topics:Dreams Dreams Trees Kids The reason why we met The banana is thin, the lotus flower is broken, and the people know each other late. Ten years of people, a piece of heart, why heaven buried his wife. Ancient love, born of destiny, just no destiny is not no love.
Ancient love is born of destiny.