The blue waters shimmer in the afterglow of the setting sun

The blue waters shimmer in the afterglow of the setting sun,

The fiery red sunset, gently swirling around the sky,

She seems to have burned out, the last of her life,

With youth, with all their love tears. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The surrounding fog rose and gradually filled up,

At the end of the disappearance of the silver light of the heavenly court, a deep night fell,

In the gentle sea breeze, constantly shaking, up and down,

Slowly descend on the surface of the water, with the sea breeze, gently spreading.

It spreads its invisible arms, and its spirit wanders,

The rivers of the past, with a heart with a strong love,

Full of flowers, warm hearts,

Awakened, surrounded by the boundless ocean.

She embraced the vast sea, gathered up,

All the intermittent time, just on the rough sea,

Weaving the illusion of life alone.

The surrounding scenery is hazy,

The sea and the sky embrace, and the breeze merges in the waves.

The darkness that gradually looms over the sea, sweeping over the islands,

Between the undulating waves,

A smile that is hard to detect.

Layers of waves crash into the beach, splitting the eternal dream,

Splitting light and darkness,

The waves are shining in the moment of turmoil.

O swirling seas, how many centuries have you flowed,

Always passionate, never stopping.

You lift up the fragments of time, release a moment of light,

Then it gradually cools and sinks in the seawater,

Floating on the seabed full of mud and sand,

Sleeping in a dark and indifferent world.

You have no sorrow, no joy,

Only the emotion of loneliness flows in the heart.

It's like a light is gradually going out,

Her fantastic gorgeous beauty,

Like a phantom floating gently,

Condense melancholy, in the endless lonely sky.

Just unintentionally, deeply imprinted in my heart,

Above the sky, the light of the stars shimmered.

In the end, I had to put my loneliness,

Forgotten in, in a frustrated corner,

Maybe when life is gone, tomorrow morning,

You can also smell the fragrance of forgotten flowers.