Stride. Walking, walking, faintly, I heard the sound of tears, strange? How could such a sound occur in a deserted place. As time passed, I took steps and walked, walked, walked.

My lover was almost thirty years old, strangely? The tearful voice had been vaguely following me, and I decided not to go, so I stopped and tried to find out why.

It turned out that heaven and earth were crying, crying that we would disappear in the future!

When I know that my dreams have been shattered, and what I have experienced makes me realize that happy love is just a phantom to me, full of sadness and confusion, and a broken heart, and I don't expect anyone to divide my love for me, I need to find a place where my soul can rest, maybe there are fruits of love growing everywhere! But for me, they are shocking. The meaning of a Western song.

Heartache every day, heal every day, get stronger every day. The road in front of you, lost, help me?

Nothing to do in the Guandu River meditate, watching the mountains and clouds, a landscape, the sky is vast, as if time has stood still.

I feel that it is the scenery before the flood, and everything is waiting to begin. It was as if the painter had not been confronted with the blank space before he started his brush, as if the player's fingers had stopped on the keys, holding his breath and concentrating, without a sound, but it was about to begin.

It seems that there is nothing on the stage, no matter how noisy the gongs and drums are, people have not yet appeared, time and space are waiting, waiting for the beginning of life, waiting for the first baby cry in the wilderness, waking up the world and the earth.

An egret flew quietly, and the original static picture suddenly moved. The photo turned into a movie, and in an instant, there was sound, there was action. Usually, before the tide recedes, herons land on the tops of mangrove forests or on the tops of wooden stakes that fall out of the water. They can stay still for a long time, with slender legs, curvy necks, and snow-white bodies, which are particularly eye-catching in the landscape, like a noble sculpture.

The stillness of the heron is actually a kind of concentration. Like the blank space in front of the painter, as much as the silence before the performance, the heron is preoccupied with its survival. The dedication and concentration of life condenses life into a kind of beauty, a beauty like a sculpture. - This is once a female student of literature who was comparing with me whose love writing was better, I almost didn't sleep for seven days and seven nights, and later she admitted that I was a master, but I forgot to write something to prove it to her, I only know that a person who comes out of the collegiate style can't resist the imagination!

With his head bowed and speechless, the world was full of cunning air.

Don't go, far away. Looking up at a piece of blue sky, the dragon Yinyue was coming.

After watching a section of Neihu Road for a year, what do you think?

What are you laughing at? I don't think about it except laughing.

After a year of reading thousands of books, what do you know?

Why are you crying? I don't know anything other than crying and crying.

Born to laugh, die to cry, happiness and emotion are constantly intertwined

Who broke into the modern Internet, wanting to untie the shackles of the night in the years, the text dressed up the red dust infatuation, just like a young lady who was on the cake, looking up at the split curtain of the Genesis, provoking to the country of love, people coming and going like a fog in five miles, Nadada's horse's hooves are a beautiful mistake! Can't hold Chang'e and kiss the jade rabbit, which poet ruthlessly clears this fog? Who is the returnee and who is passing by, after meeting Lu to see you, the thoughts begin to station, and you are the coolest to become a fairy. Loneliness falls on the fast technology network, recalling the ancient country, the absolute realization in the contradiction, the past and the future are like the fog of the forest, clearing the fog and seeing the point of no return, there is no way back, turning off the computer is the end of the world, everything is over! You need my protection, I forgot how to protect it, and it's all in their respective years.

The heavens are silent, the gods are silent, laughing and sighing for a thousand autumns and the wind and the moon; a wind song covers the moon, a lifetime is free, step by step, step by step to the road of the king, the road of loneliness.

Love, locked into a building. Walking through the love of the world, you are the only light.

Dancing and hunting, stopping the war and looking for a fight. Give me a flower and die without complaint. Listen to a few swan songs, and think about you. Ethereal total fate, it doesn't stop until death. Sing my songs, listen to your tune, and the spring will shine! Compose my songs, make up your words, life is happy everywhere, the dragon sings the king's rhyme, and the bosom friends are unrestrained

The wind blows, people change, do you feel it? It doesn't matter, you finally become an immortal, and I also become a demon.

It's changed, it seems to be the same, it's changing every day, the wind is blowing, do you feel it? Does it matter? I feel like you're like an angel flying in the sky with broken wings, a false world and a world without emotion, starting from the day I became dominant because of your fall into the demon world, the day when the sun and moon were reversed, the mountains and rivers were displaced, time and space were displaced, and I typed thousands of words to commemorate the traces of the years that began to crack on your face!

Do you feel it? I have no meaning, because without you and other meanings are not my meaning, and I am gradually laughing at the world because of the absence of you! This is really a ridiculous world! Where to go to the heartbroken?

Ode to Black: Piano Annihilation, Chapter 1, Annihilation

Along the seawall, the sea breeze is particularly comfortable, I did not hold Lan's hand, walking on the brick road by the sea in Tamsui Town, she has a flowing beauty with her long hair blown by the wind, and I don't want to possess her at all, just quietly watch some things that seem to be beautiful things in the world.

She looked at me and smiled and said, "The sea is beautiful, if you can ride the clouds, you can travel around the sea, it is very similar to the gods described in ancient books."

The low eaves, the buildings of different styles, some of the windows are covered with moss, and some are planted with trees and flowers, which is very beautiful.

The vision came to a Western-style European-style building, with a Dutch flavor, tulips at the gate, and a windmill in the shape of gray and blue on the door

"Hey!Yue!You didn't listen to what I said, I actually mean that you just don't know how to ride the clouds, otherwise you are very much like the ancient Chinese immortals, happy and freewheeling" It was a café, and the aroma of coffee could be smelled from afar, and suddenly someone grabbed my arm, looked at me curiously, and the coquettish voice came into my ears.

At that time, I was very much like an immortal who did not eat the fireworks of the world, looking at the world with a smile, listening to the voices of all things in the world, and had no desire to have the world in this world

Nothing is ridiculous, not sad, not ridiculous.

It wasn't until I met J that I realized that the world was ridiculous, pathetic, and even ridiculous!

J is not a cute kitten, at least J will not fall asleep on the piano. J isn't a flying dumb elephant either, and it looks like J should be smarter. J is not an alien who fell from Venus either. J?J is an animal. The correct way to say it is a person, a woman, a woman who looks dessert. Oh no, a woman who looks elegant, a woman who seems to be elegant and beautiful.

And I thought I wouldn't write love letters anymore, I thought I wouldn't look at Hongchen anymore, I even thought that my heart wouldn't move anymore, and I wouldn't miss it anymore, not to mention that she was just J.

People who don't look at the world realm in their eyes, but only for that pair of eyes of ice and fire, like a divine consciousness that has been floating above the nine heavens or the universe, just because they inadvertently look at the world's accidental glance, a glance that falls on the world's J; Note: Every man who sees J will immediately turn to stone, I can't turn into stone, I can't turn into stone, I have to refuse that soul-snatching gaze. I can't look into your eyes, I can't, I can't, I just look at your seductive lips.

J is the heroine of the eighth love letter [Music Love Letter], and K is the heroine of the fourth love letter [The Book of Forgotten Demons] (the legendary K).

I have the lightest desire to fly before your eyes.

You're far away, but that's just the distance.

Every day, I can't wait to get online. Devour the images and phrases you upload. You brought from the other side of the world at every different point in time to soothe my pale self very wonderfully.

In this equally pale city, I walked the same streets, met the same people, and watched programs with the same plot. And you, I imagine how the sunshine of Chongqing sprinkles on your hair!

In the cool night air, there is a pale blue smell, will you concentrate on reading a book in the café on the street corner? In fact, you are thinking lightly about the eyes of the world of photography (the heroine is a photographer), occasionally raising your head and squinting at the shade and light of the trees not far away, and occasionally thinking of me?

And my only thought is just to fly to you. Eating ice cream together in the sun. I resist my night, for I know that you are a night cat too. I imagine that I can have the same schedule as you, eat at the same time, fall asleep at the same time, and struggle to get up at the same time! It seems that I live in the same time and space with you, there is no time gap, there is no distance between the straits and mountains, it seems that in this way, you are so close to me.

Someday, I will actually be in front of you, and before I see that smile on your face, I know that my lightest longing will become immensely heavy!

"It used to rain down and soaked my breast. The back of the departing once tore my heart. And now I can feel that you are far away, you are getting closer, you are getting closer, and I can bring back the tenderness I once had, please bring it into your heart, this is my strongest tenderness!"

Allure Tower - Dragon Yinyue