Yulou Mingyue Mister Buddwing

What kind of night is this? It’s quiet. I sat alone on the pavilion, holding up my heavy head with my hands and holding my hot eyelids up and down. In the dim light, I seemed to see the moon dragging his fat and heavy golden body towards me slowly, which was very lovely. Slowly I seemed to feel his body temperature, gentle, comfortable as a soft sponge, or as transparent bubble plastic surrounded the whole attic in an instant. The feeling of integrating into the moon is so beautiful. Floating in the moonlight, you can easily find out the XINGX hiding in the moon and throw it out into the arms of the Moon mischievously, falling on the black curtain, it turns into a shining light source, emitting the forgotten memory, turning into foam floating in the air. With a gentle leap, I gently touched and snapped with my fingers. When the bubble burst, what came into sight was the passing of time. In that year, the Willow of Yunna danced amorous dance, and the clear river gave out the breath of youth. On the bamboo stool, the faint pair of backs were so familiar, and the books in that man’s hands were sketched 1314 and 520 passwords tasting the taste of first love. The fragrant grass is Yiyi, and the night with love is even better than the Qixi Magpie Bridge. That year, the iron wheel of the rolling train sang a sob song. You waved goodbye in the window. I shed tears outside the window. The tears fell on my back of my hand faintly, with the passage of time, the black mark on the back of the hand was burnt out quietly. Watching the train fade away in the sky, those backs had already become lonely shadows and stayed on the platform. The roses dispersed with the wind, and they couldn’t find 1314 at that time. They only buried 520 quietly in the first life. The apples were ripe, but they couldn’t find the original person to taste together. Break away from the embrace of the beginning of the moon and dig out the long-hidden circular fan again. The Golden Kingfisher in the fan stayed quietly on the branch, making people begin to envy them. Maybe only they can overcome time in this world, become the darling of love, stay happily in circular fan, quietly telling the dream of youth. A wisp of fragrance came, light emitting charming lavender. The candlelight lit up, as if asking who quietly lit the joss sticks, seeing that it was so sad that it dropped the drops of blood and tears, which made people feel distressed. Maybe this sadness can also be infected. Seeing joss sticks tears, tears were also thrown into the corner of my eyes. It slipped down gently and fell into the pool of clear water under the pavilion. Suddenly, A group of fish woke up, swimming around in the moonlight, exploring the loneliness of the night. This is a season when flowers fall. Looking at the flowers falling and floating, although beautiful, I was afraid of the cries of returning in the forest, lifting up the expectation in my heart. It is better to return to the extravagant hope, but I just can’t go back. Looking at the bright green car window shade in the morning light, the sound of the chicken at dawn awakens the old dream of the mess, and then recalls that it has been blurred and blurred. Only the wet tears at pillow case show something in a trance. Everything has gone with the wind, and the Yulou Mingyue Mister Buddwing. QQ:413205322 Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

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