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You are the soft wind in my heart, blowing through the years and flowers

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You are the soft wind in my heart, blowing through the years and flowers Habit of silently thinking about silent love, quietly thinking of you in a moment of tranquility
You are the soft wind in my heart, blowing through the years and flowers

always

Stare silently not far away

That's warm

You are the soft wind in my heart

Blow through the millennia

Blowing over the years the flowers bloom

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Bitterly missed in distant places

That hurts

You are the lost heart in my chest

Thousands of miles away

Pain is in search of no news

Rejoice in one of your eyes

And pity in your back

I always want to tell you the love in my heart

But when they pluck up their courage, they are also parted

You are the soft wind in my heart, blowing through the years and flowers

It always hurt like that year after year

Used to silently wanting to love silently

Used to her tears flowing into my heart

In a moment of tranquility

Quietly thinking about you

So always

In a dream

Repeating the pain of years ago

With your eyes behind you in the distance

The pain became the initial wound of death

Don't want to meet you in your dreams

I don't want my young love affair to hurt myself

I don't want to repeat the old days of lovesickness

Don't want to lose again and again

I don't want to wake up and hug you in my arms

Teardrops hung from his cheeks

Meditation In Autumn 2021 in Mian County

You are the soft wind in my heart, blowing through the years and flowers

This article is the 38th poem of the meditation poem "Beyond the Falling Leaves", "I don't want to meet you in my dreams, I don't want to repeat the old days of lovesickness." "'Beyond the Falling Leaves' is a set of love poems about autumn, a total of eighty poems, one a day, under creation." You are the heart that is lost in my chest, thousands of miles away, and the pain is looking for no news. "Meditation Simple Poetry Review Column "Bamboo Garden Poetry - Idyllic Years, Poetic Life" welcomes the bricks. Original works, infringement is strictly prohibited.

You are the soft wind in my heart, blowing through the years and flowers

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