Night, the moonlight is half-curved, leaning alone in front of the window, borrowing the shallow moonlight, watching the fallen leaves flying in the wind, and my thoughts are also inadvertently rising and falling.
thought, in the faint dream, looking at the city left on paper, every grass and tree, a floor and a pavilion, what can you do? The figure is far away. Now, I am the only one standing alone at the threshold. Entering, I am afraid of the frivolous resentment, let's go, what is it that dreams are all about? Let two rows leave long white space on their cheeks.
In the world, love is both pure and noble, and has nothing to do with the moon. A person has love, a secret and a world, there is no formula for love. You love yours, I think mine, as long as it has nothing to do with others, even if you only keep the beautiful pictures of Yiren, this is also the perfect endorsement of love. A short sentence written by yourself can be chanted affectionately, sang lightly, from a light thought to a deep affection, or from a deep thought to a lost voice.
Think about it, you can be foolish in loneliness, and you can embrace Instagram Fengyin when you love it. The green plums in my longing make me drunk with my own life, and the time is drunk with the long night. The four seasons rotate, and when the fallen leaves fall into your dreams, you will realize that your lovesickness is too strong. I just wish you good luck, leaning alone on the clear sky, smiling at the clouds and breeze.
