Chapter 283: Can't Wake Up (11)

You smell the fragrance of flowers, the fragrance is fragrant, you see the summer lotus, innocent and romantic, and there are green pines and cypresses, lush and abnormal, bringing you infinite vitality, will you think of me?

And in the golden autumn, walking in the shade of the campus, the fallen leaves are flying, piled up all over the ground, just like gold everywhere, shining gold, bringing you warmth, will you think of me? The winter solstice snow, the snow is as pure as a feather, piled up into a cute stunner, when you see everything, will you think of me?

I piled up endless words, but I still couldn't express my heart, and I always felt as if something was missing. Pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info some people say that language is too empty, too naïve, just like the one who wrote them ~ and I love words, love their eternal innocence, beauty, purity, just like that you, resident in my heart. Sometimes I think that maybe there is some truth in what the world says, maybe the beautiful words have hurt people's hearts, but who knows how carefully I love them, no matter how hard I have written my thoughts about a person, no matter how long, no matter how difficult, no matter how naïve, but I have written without hesitation and never looked back.

Wait, I've been waiting for a once, love, I've loved a past life, who knows, everything in this life is still the same, meeting as before, looking at you like the beginning, forgetting everything, and falling in love with you deeply. Remember those promises, remember those days when I loved you? Although everything has passed for a lifetime, my memory is still so clear, that day you and I finally couldn't stand the eyes of the world, so we separated, you said something I didn't seem to understand and left, I was extremely sad and angry, from the bridge where I met, jumped and left the city; I can't remember everything that followed, and I don't know if you were happy afterward.

Wait, I've waited too long, I'm starting to get scared, love, I've loved for too long, I'm worried that you're tired, so, desperate, I want to shout out my heart, tell you out loud, I'm sorry, I haven't forgotten, I'm in love with you again, do you still remember that me?

Can you love me, love me again, can you love me, let me love you once, let us find the memories of those past and present lives together, let us appreciate the true meaning of love together, let us be like before, quietly, love each other, hurt, no matter how tired and bitter they are, they will never forget each other, no matter how far away they are, they can also feel each other's temperature, no matter how many difficulties and obstacles, they can be overcome one by one~

After waiting for a lifetime of answers, I endured a lifetime of questions, and today, I want to say it, I want to ask you: Can you love me?

In that life, you are a butterfly, I am a falling flower, the heart of the flower has been broken, and the butterfly wings are at the end of the world,

In that life, you were the stars, I was the crescent moon, the shadows were wrong, and the years were empty,

In that life, you were a singer, I was a pipa, a song in troubled times, affectionate to the world,

Jin Ge Iron Horse, Water Moon Mirror Flower, Ronghua for a moment, the wisp of green smoke that has been handed down from generation to generation, embellished with fairy tales of you and me.

Don't ask whether you are high or low, regardless of the flashiness,

Three thousand flowers, a lifetime of care,

Right there

You're the comic I missed with my life,

Where did the things that were held and the things that could not be held float to?

Is that you? Is that you?

I'm waiting for your reincarnation answer.

In that life, you were firewood and grass, and I was a flame, burning up the marriage, and the ashes were precipitated,

In that life, you are the fingertips, I am the strings, the strings fall, the flowers linger,

In that life, you are a lonely goose, I am a blue sky, the wings are gone, only a period remains,

You've come so far, so far,

I can't tell your face when I was there,

I'm desperately going backwards, backwards, just to see you one last time,

The fable engraved by the passing years, without the sea and boundless,

I want to be a quiet red lotus in your life,

For you to bloom in this life dazzling beauty,

I think it's a paper kite you let go of in the sky,

Hold the scroll that lingers in an instant with the distance of a thread.

Missing, nostalgic, loving,

I knelt before the Buddha and prayed for thousands of years, ten thousand years,

You finally didn't show up,

The edge of the dream, the withered red lotus, one by one,

If my waiting heart is waving goodbye to you,

My ship's side is deposited on the shore when you came,

If there is an afterlife, cross me, can you?

In that life, you were the rock, I was the coast, the heavens and the earth rotated, the sea withered and the rocks rotted,

In that life, you are flowing water, I am petals, dependent on each other, entangled all my life,

In that life, you are a fish, I am a wave, the flower is late, and life is entangled,

On the side of the Sansheng Stone, there is a call echoing in my voice,

Those regrets that are broken and dried on the bridge,

Re-roaming in the next reincarnation.

withered, quietly withered,

It's dim, but it's so dim,

Commitment is so short in the length of time, but so short,

Open the door, who is so lonely,

Shouting, whose last cry......

Time is quiet, and you talk; The thin water flows for a long time, and it is the same as you; The prosperity is gone, and the old man is old. If you want to come to this life, there will always be such a person, holding your hand, integrating love into life, pouring a lifetime of gentleness, waiting for frost and dyeing white hair with you, and watching you watch the long stream.

Choose a city to grow old, meet a person with a white head of the years, the light summer will be an extreme grace, rhythm in the eyes of the years, I lean on the corner of the season, peace in this quiet. On a light and shallow day, there is a tranquil fragrance, which is the fragrance of time precipitation. I have always believed that the longest happiness comes from ordinary days; from a tranquil state of mind; From the little bits and pieces of ordinary days. The beauty of life lies not in the gorgeous, but in the peace; The beauty of love lies not in the vigorous, but in the ordinary companionship and warm companionship.

When I was young, I had a lot of fantasies about love, so I longed to be the hero of a love fairy tale, and I looked forward to the day when Prince Charming could cross thousands of mountains and rivers to come to my side and hold my hand towards happiness. However, the years are like water, the prince did not come after all, and I did not put on Cinderella's crystal shoes, and put a heart in the years like water, and had a dull love.

"Choose a city to grow old, meet a person with a white head", I don't know where to see this sentence, I can't help but be moved, want to come to this life, there will always be such a person, holding your hand, integrating love into life, pouring a lifetime of gentleness, waiting with you to dye white hair, and accompany you to see the long flow of water. How many fireworks in the world are quietly in the small fragments of time; How many vicissitudes of life, in the years of hand in hand, let the face slowly grow old in the dullness day after day, although the flowers fall, the wind lives in the dust; The water flows forever, the clouds fade into the past, but what remains unchanged is each other's old joy.

Maybe the beauty of life lies in meeting, I don't know how many people I will meet in this life, and I don't know how many heartfelt encounters there will be, maybe there are many people in this world who can amaze you at the time,

(To be continued.) )