The days after parting are always difficult, which makes me almost a poet. The feelings of pity and grief are slowly transformed into words, expressing the melancholy in the heart.

"Love's Paradise"

The past is my dusty diary,

Always inadvertently touching it,

The dust shook off to the ground.

Suddenly, I realized that it still existed in the bottom of my heart.

There is still your breath at the door of the house,

Because that's where we're apart,

always feels like something is going to happen between us,

But I'm not going to tell you how I feel,

Not now, not in the future.

I love this hazy ---

As quiet as the night, mysterious.

At sunset, your back is my most beautiful memory.

The girl's heart is full of fantasies,

And when I like you,

Just take happiness on your shoulders with habit.

I can't imagine that one day I will leave you,

What will my life become-----

You used to say that you were an angel,

But I didn't believe it,

Until the moment you spread your wings and fly away,

I was at a loss for what to do.

Actually, I really don't want you to go,

But I let you go after all, because the world is unpredictable.

You said that the most important thing in life is to learn to face it.

Maybe sometimes I'm really not free enough---

In fact, the feeling of liking someone is very simple,

It's like I dreamed of you again last night,

I also dreamed that I grew wings,

Flew to every place you've ever appeared.

I can't forget the first hug on the playground,

Smell your hair,

I know

That's my paradise.

Life is like the wind and a dream,

Happiness is only in your hands,

The earth said, "Without you and I will take care of it,

The sun said, "Without you, I wouldn't have come out to the west."

But I said,

Without you,

The story of me and the playground would become very empty and tasteless

------Perhaps, that's how life is,

Many things are as ephemeral as meteors.

It's a beautiful round gap,

It's like a dreamy rain in autumn,

Despite being cool,

It can splash the beautiful ripples of life.

prayer

Years later,

On that familiar street,

In the midst of a bustling crowd

Looking back silently,

Occasionally touching the eyes of that long-known eye,

It was my dreamy and happy look.

Patting the intoxicating incense shoulder,

I know

That's my paradise.

The first letters became the only source of news, fantasizing and waiting for the plot of the movie, from the breakup to the first letters, and the traces of the tears that dried up. And then to many, many letters, telling of what happened after parting, and as the days wore on, the letters became fewer, and from a dozen pages to a few pages, and from a few pages to one page, until the postman never came to you again. For the rest of his life, there were only memories left, and those memories were full of Ling Shan.

Sometimes I don't know what I'm fighting against, although I know clearly in my heart that Ling Shan is gone, it is impossible to come back, and I still don't want to let go. And there's no way I'm going to go to her. The person who loves you will not leave, and even if he is gone, he will definitely come back one day. And a person who doesn't love you, even if you go to her, you will go back empty, and finally leave the house and throw yourself into the arms of another superior family that you can rely on, not to mention your own sister's house.

It is impossible for people who are not particularly in love with each other to withstand the wind and rain. Some of the birds were destined to fly away. How many times I dreamed back at midnight, I would dream that I came to the stream in front of Ling Shan's house again, looked at the dim light of the window, and saw Ling Shan again. The same dream, dreamed countless times, what has always remained the same is the stream in front of the door, which is still flowing.

After Ling Shan left, I fell ill for three days with a high fever. My sister rubbed my back with white wine, comforted me and said: You are on fire, rub it, cover it thicker and sweat again. There will always be a variety of choices in life, and this is also a test. Everything will be fine if it can withstand the test, and if it can't stand the test, it is not a good thing to lose it.

At the end of that year, the factory was also relocated, and several shareholders broke up.

The big boss asked me to follow him to the city to open a factory, and he was still an electrician in the factory. I declined.

After this Spring Festival, I am going to work in Beijing. This Spring Festival doesn't seem to be different, it's just that I'm leaving home, maybe the departure at that time has nothing to do with dreams and distance, for the unrealizable ideal in my heart, the broken dream has long been shattered by reality, and the wounded heart needs time to heal, and I chose the distance.

When I left, I went to the playground alone, sat alone on the rostrum where we had sat back to back, looked at the stars in the sky, and sang the fruits of Karen Mok's midsummer. Maybe giving up to get closer to you, not seeing you again will you remember me, time to accumulate the rest of the fruit...

Sing the song again and look at the starry sky. The most beautiful moment in love is when I miss you, and you happen to be thinking about me. I don't know if she thinks of me once in a while.

I remember this is the third time I have come to the playground. The first time I kissed, I smelled the glamorous scent, and that was my happiest moment. The second time was for the sake of separation, and unconsciously walked to the playground. On that day, she said: If the situation is better and you are used to it, you will take me over. I didn't expect the third time to be a person's sky.

The feeling of loss came one after another, and she didn't know if she was looking up at the sky in the distance, hoping that the same star we saw could reflect their respective faces, and what I hoped to see was Ling Shan's smile.

When laughing, it is still fragrant with Lingmei. Let's ask Lingnan should not be good. But he said. This place of peace is my hometown!

"Farewell"

Walking on the traces of early spring

In a city full of traffic

Shuttle alone

Forget the distance of the road

Apathetic to the hustle and bustle

It's like being in an empty wilderness

Jasper clear sky

The wings of the eagle are not visible

It's like a Pegasus riding in the air

Walk through the clouds

Watch the meandering water stretch to your heart

I will part with you like this

Parting is the sorrow of leaving

Swarms of ants gnaw at the atrium

Every nerve twitched for it

I will part with you like this

An arrow off the string

Please slow down your pace

Don't just leave a sigh

A bow with an empty string

Just for you to play the lonely single string

Parting

That's how we parted

Parting is the inspiration of reunion

Praise the father who chases the sun

Still running

The flowing water still wanders towards your heart

That's it

Farewell to you