"Gifted Travel"

🔥 Blue Rain

Full of paper and words, tangled and tender.

Murmuring outside the window, sleepless all night.

A little expectation, a little melancholy,

May it not be a fat and thin feeling, and a dream of red dust.

The vicissitudes of life, a thousand sails transit,

The long red dust is looking for a red face, and how many years have passed like water.

In a hurry, the scenery in an instant, the years are like quicksand.

Life is like tea, rivers and lakes are like wine, invite you to taste the joys and sorrows.

The ink is fragrant, soft into the text, the complaint is long, and the paper is short.

Open your heart, this tearful lovesickness, I shed for you before the Buddha in the previous life.

Stand on the earth, watch your hair dyed with ink, fly into the sky, and look at the silver silk and snow.

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