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• 2009-Dec-29 - It is happy that a kind of miss is
It is happy that a kind of miss is
This is a city without you, just have the so-called hope in your city. But the sadness regarding memory and those of yours drifted with the wind is being hidden under the neon lamp of this city. At night when this fresh breeze is nice and warm, it is sultry that there is no irritation, there is not cicada that rings frogs and shouts, such dim light of night, belong to me alone at this moment, is combing some pairs of your miss silently.
I have been very strange all the time, I can not forget you, can not put down once that section of emotions. The friend says this is because I never meet the person loving me even more than you by chance in these years. Remember you have asked me whether met one's own girl of the heart appearance these years. I say have. Say after you hear, had forgotten me, love her attentively, OK? I saw the expression in one's eyes which you entreat piteously not speak again, because I thought innocently you were testing me, I do not still think sillily and sillily sometimes you would left me from then on. But I am wrong, you will be engaged in the near future. After I in learning for this pieces of news, it connect I with for less than a few days in because you insomnia, unable to fall asleep I pass several night in Internet cafe, I register for Q Q let somebody chat in lonely a night, but open my E-mail, consult to you once for every mail of mine, I expect to be able to find why you are still the answer that will leave me from it. But I am gainless, do not find the answer that oneself wants.
Now my believing, fate lets us meet by chance, let us know each other, love each other gradually. But to us, there is unpredictable too much one in actual life, we have too much one involuntarily to growing in reality. Just like this, in front of the pressures of the common customs, we begin to make and walk back and forth to stand up helplessly, have to choose to say good-bye finally, reduce it in the first starting point. Like these wandering petals that flew confusingly, just for being withered and in full bloom, next spring that or is expecting.
We meet on sub lakeside of the west beautiful this May, I have found all answers that I want from your happy smile. I am really very glad to play in the West Lake with you after differentiating three years, it is I that have looked forward to the thing for a long time for a long time in the dream. When we go boating on overflowing West Lake of ripples, look at the blue and green black pigment of distant place and include the green hills and mountains, those remote memory, the past event covered with dust is being woken up little by little by this mountains and rivers beautiful. I in and talks of you in,learn I it leave in these years by pieces of seat to me on heart you actually. But for life, we once gave up too much. While parting, you want me to promise you, after the happiness which belongs to me that I find, must forget you. I ask you whether could miss you before I have not found my happiness after nodding towards you, but have nothing to do with the love. It is all right for you to say, because we are still friends! When we wave to bid farewell in the platform, smile each other, all of us have not cried. Sit come up train of Wenzhou, in me, you order, give one Cao grass beautiful " have one day " through mobile phone for me, but I have cried when I am listening to this song, I do not know you like me. I hope in any case you can live a happy life, it is my greatest comfort of this life that you are happy! After I get back to this city once again, my heart no longer moans during the dark night, come out as if relieved of a heavy loadly from the vortex of the emotion. The moonlight at mid-night is so elegant, tenderness like this. Mere mark ordered to order like water ripple in the night sky of city, ripples have you smile like the flower burst forth in the morning then. I see beautiful you when being in a trance, you like to twine me with the slender finger even, twining my dream my heart has that love out of reach.
I was because of mutual loving, looked at you in the other shore once to the expectation of the love, but I have no courage to say one sentence more meanly and cowardlily I love you. I of today can only be at the night of sleeplessness, convert the winding paper ship into one and curl up, filled with my miss, ripple in the watery moonlight, in front of bleaching your bed. I wish this winding paper ship, park it by your pillow, let my miss and blessing defend your sleep.
I think you may also know so far, I miss and often swarm you in mind in a moment unconsciously, ask me to keep Hou for you all the time. Why do not I know oneself either just like this to you, perhaps because you have been kind to mine all the time, my life of change quietly, because because yours is good, let my lonely soul cared for. Countless midnights, outside the window have only light wind of dance, kiss I in full bloom thought, let, order words and expressions descended slowly and lightly to order, rippling, driving to gentle, overflow soul aspiration of depths in loneliness.
I know I am lonely because of you in these years, the regret is because of you too. The day going forward hand in hand with you, though is very transient, still plant into my bone marrow deeply, deciding the ups and downs of my emotion. Your your smile of eyes is so clear and bright forever in my brain, can always offer me a quiet and gentle and lovely dream, shake and break to pieces the deep love of a place, climb all over my limitlessly miserable heart.
I long on ground, because I know I so long as you calm warm hand. Hold tightly once, the dense one loves each other in all one's life, this, enough. Even if we separate far away, I can still feel our heartbeat related by blood. I will still thank you for letting me become an optimistic and happy boy, have let me know how to treasure, let me learn proudly! Soaring self-confidently unruly just like this wind! I have no wing, but has born the assistant of your love. Too assist with you in ruggedly, roam leisurely with you in the sea of faces, your local thistles and thorns will not be opened either!
The sad melody fills the air in not having your city in this. But I used to, narrow have in mind quietly miss you under sunshine among such melody, see the appearance that the rain drops splashed magically change into you when being used to raining! Used to a person's simple and quiet life, is used to waiting for that your late greeting of the ends of the earth in night. In the city, it is a period of time that I drift but free wind, with to fly upward gently me feeling of crisscross paths between fields, sweep across the loneliness of that ground. I is at tonight, ones that depend on you and I in the past chip,and breezy summer last rhyme of poems of trying wind best for you, wave the nihility of spreading the flowers in mirror and the moon's reflection inwater, give vent to one's own all the different kinds sorrow, let a burst of flood one layer of ripples in the music miserably, burst forth the brilliance in the twinkling of an eye, then left gradually while dawn came.
The white moon outside the window is in the sky, the person that I once loved deeply, though you have already fallen asleep at this moment, though face my silk silk innermost thoughts and feelings, you can not experience, though does not have my corner in your love manor, but fall in love with you, I am not still repentant. I can meet you in the human society, is really a kind of happiness! Only had you this life, let me realize the warmth in the past, have feeling of love, so I would like to stroll in remembering for you, demonstrate that belong to my romance in characters. I missed you from then on, I no longer feel agony, can be happy too that there is a kind of miss originally. |
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