"I don't have time to participate in your past, and your future is mine. The words that swirled in my mind were just empty words, and I was facing the golden sea at sunset, with a pair of affectionate eyes, staring at the sea.

In the drifting thoughts, I was also in the extremely quiet Valley of the Wind, the handsome and arrogant man, the amnesiac music emperor Tianjiaolong, gently hugged the little woman to relieve me, and I was also in the waves, and the handsome brother was free to escape the emperor cloud, and the shy wind relieved me on the kiss of the dragonfly, and the red cheeks were like a sweet poem of green and wet.

Now, after a hundred battles, a thousand waves will never look back and disappear on the shore, and the years of moving forward are ...

"The wind tells me, and the spring goes quietly.

The seagull flew far and wide, and no one asked where it came from, and how many white clouds there were in the blue sky, and no one asked where it went.

Maybe you want to say goodbye, forget not that I am waiting for you in my hometown, and if you are far away, remember me and call me!

Little Yan'er flies and flies, can you know that I am affectionate? Sue me, tell me quickly! Has he ever been in the sunset? Has he ever missed me under the moon?

(You said you would go far away to seek your ideals; like a lonely petrel, the sea and the sky are open for you to fly.) With that kind jingle and that persistent heart, don't forget that when you come back from afar, you will tell me many stories. Ahh Ahh

You have said that you will go far away to seek your ideals, like a poet who sings, and wanders all over the world for your home. Take that beloved guitar and that wide hat hanging down, and don't forget to give me a page of Psalms when you come back from afar. )

Let the rain drench your hair, let the wind dry your tears, anyway, you don't care, your eyes silently say that love has come to an end, just like the yellow leaves blown down by the autumn wind, no longer feel it, leave quietly, let time faintly forget that lingering.

It is so tender that you give me a dream, wandering in the undulating waves faintly rippling in the crook of your arm, it is so affectionate that you shake my dream, lingering like every infinite wave in the sea on your body, sleep comes true, turn around the wave shadow surging without red dust, residual water lines, empty hatred, I wish only that he is alive, yesterday's figure can be with you, eternal life and eternal separation.

It was you who shattered my dreams like such a strange feeling, as if the brief light of the foam on the surface of the water was my life. ”

Note: Feng Jieme, a woman in Heilongjiang, China, is the author of "The Prosperous Wife of the Deep House", "The True Colors of the Peasant Girl" and "The Legend of the Alluring City".

Note: Chen Mingshao sang "The Wind Tells Me", Huang Zhongkun sang "You Said", Huang Mingshao sang "Only Separation", and Zheng Yi sang "Sea Flowers".

Note: "Zhou Yi, Qian": Corresponding with the same voice, seeking from each other with the same breath. When the water is wet, the fire is dry. The clouds are from the dragon, and the wind is from the tiger. The saint did it and all things saw it. A metaphor for the mutual induction of things. (To be continued)

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