We have been standing in place, time has passed us.
by the way disturbed you and my heart.
is not how close you are, but your tenderness is vague.
dare not recognize each other.
What we meet is only time, what we miss is only smoke and dust.
passed by, still patrolling.
If you haven't met, how can you fall in love?
If you are not in love, how can you owe?
But why always on such rainy night,
inadvertently think of that strange and familiar face?
Such a rainy night, I have seen tonight since the first time;
is always, heartbroken.
Residual lights are like beans, and misses are like cocoons.
is not how far away it is, it's my concern and nowhere to sleep.
is hard to say.
The passion is more lonely, sitting idle and thinking.
A solitary dream in cold autumn, cold rain painting hall.
Where is that shadow?
First love can't help but rain at night, how long does love make goodbye?
is the best time to miss you?
Is no beautiful love able to stop the tension of time and space?
I realized that for love, the length of time and space of
is directly proportional to the depth of missing,
is absolutely proportional.
As long as the temperature and humidity are suitable,
misses will grow like vine grass , and
is endless.
I miss someone, far away in the township. I feel something, and I'm deeply gutted.
I can’t go far away,Look around all the time. The intestines can't understand deeply, without thinking about it.
In this night, I stayed alone in the empty hall. Autumn is not yet known, and the wind and rain are steadfast.
If you don't learn the Dharma, your heart is safe and you can forget it. —— Bai Juyi "Night Rain"
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