For many days in a row, the cold moon was like living in a dream.

Every new day, the days seem to be new, life is new, even the soul, thoughts, and feelings are new.

When she woke up every morning, when she opened her eyes for the first time, her heart and eyes were full of his shadow, his affectionate gaze.

She is like a bird that spreads its wings and flies, only seeing the vastness and beauty of the blue sky, and forgetting everything in this world...... Because that of hers he is back, back in her life, and in her life again.

She stands, she walks, she writes, she moves, and she can't stop the dreamy smile on her face.

She was playing music and humming songs, her eyes were shining, her face was glowing, and even her voice was full of emotion.

Li Min looked at Leng Yue strangely, looking at Leng Yue, who was inexplicable and didn't know what evil Leng Yue had fallen into. It was as if I saw the sky that was cloudy a few days ago, but suddenly it was cloudy and clear, and I showed a smile as bright as the sun.

He didn't know which god had helped him, who was as beautiful as a piece of wood, and her whole body was full of vitality.

Could it be that his own efforts moved the heavens, moved Leng Yue?

His heart began to haunt his beloved wife again.

He felt that such efforts to please a woman and miss a woman was the glory of this woman, and the warmth and sweetness of her heart.

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Stepping on the morning light, stepping on the morning dew, smelling the fragrance of flowers and trees in the scenic area, and breathing the fresh air in the forest, the cold moon came to the mountain early.

The sports field in the middle of the mountain is still the same as before, and there are still many people. On every piece of sports equipment, there are people exercising.

In the square, there are people running, and there are children and young lovers flying kites.

Inside and outside the corridor, there were also people everywhere, and there were people with tape recorders dancing there with music.

Leng Yue paced slowly.

She listened to the music playing on her phone, watched them dance, and thought about what she looked like before she got married.

At that time, she was the brightest star on the dance floor.

Tango, waltz, now that I think about it, I can still feel the fluttering skirt and the dazzling lights.

How long has it been and how long has it been since you danced?

Since she got married, for the sake of her son and family, she has been spinning like a spinning top, and there are many things that she has forgotten.

In recent years, she has picked up the pen and continued to do a job, one that seems glamorous to others.

But for a free writer like her, fame and fortune are not important to her, just because of her love for writing, because she has accumulated too many things to say, and there are too many emotions that need to be released.

So she's writing, she's been writing.

Not for anything else, just because of love, the kind of love for friendship, love for family, love for beautiful love.

In addition to writing, she is also an avid poet and music. She also likes opera and pop music.

Now, she's hooked on English songs again.

Today, what is playing on her mobile phone is the English song "You Light Up My Life".

"Wow, the music is beautiful!"

A voice came from behind her.

She looked back, only to find that the distant mountains had come to her at some point.

His eyes as deep and unfathomable as the sea, with a look of wisdom and pride, were staring at her through his pale sunglasses.

Leng Yue was about to say hello, but her conceited and firm lips spit out a string of poetic and songlike words.

His voice sounded very deep:

"Don't you understand,

You know I don't just want to be your friend,

It feels good to hold hands,

But there's something sweeter on my mind.

You know it's going to happen, as long as you watch me on a special night. ”

After reading this paragraph, Toyama's eyes sparkled behind his sunglasses.

"The English lyrics on your phone, the original singer is Bertie Osdi, a very famous singer in Europe and the United States. He laughs.

Hearing this, Leng Yue was stunned, and she quickly went to see him.

At this moment, she seemed to re-face the content and depth of the distant mountain, and realized that behind his outstanding, rational appearance, there was a sensual, romantic, and amorous heart.

Because, at this moment, all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows that were driven by these lyrics came to her heart together.

"I didn't expect you to like music too, and I didn't expect you to like the same song. ”

She looked at him in surprise, pondered for a while and continued: "Actually, I have heard many versions of this song sung, especially the singing of a Filipino band is quite tasteful. The guitar accompaniment is quite emotional with the girl, which is different from the light-hearted pleasure of the original singing. ”

She whispered as she walked slowly with him.

"This version is a little lazy, with a silent affection in it. It's like a love affair that you want to say but don't dare to say, it's shy, but it's also enjoyable. ”

Yuanshan had been listening quietly, squinting at her.

He really admired the cold moon, and this appreciation grew with his liking.

"Leng Yue, do you know that I am a full ten years older than you?" he looked at her dizzily and said, "The sensitivity to age is also brought by you." I never felt old before I knew you, but when I was with you, you made me feel old and shallow. In front of you, I'm just a student. One, an elementary school student older than you!"

"Are you daring or dare, uncle!" she smiled and met his gaze.

"Of course it's true! girl!" Toyama also smiled, leaning his head and staring into her eyes.

"Oops, I'm sorry for making you think that. Leng Yue's cheeks turned crimson, and she took her eyes off his face and moved to the flowers and plants on the side of the road.

They talked softly and pleasantly, talking and walking.

When I came to a fork in the road, I turned right and left the road, picking a path that is not often walked.

They walked into the path, tread on the soft and soft earth, looked at many unknown trees and flowers, smelled the pure fragrance of the earth, and from time to time there were birds flying in the sky.

This kind of undisturbed, poetic, charming and charming environment is pleasing to the eye for the distant mountains and cold moon that Lang has affection and sister intentions. Of course, at this moment, even if they catch up with the snowfall in June, they will feel that they are in the midst of fire trees and silver flowers.