Tacit eyes, looking into the distance together

At that moment, you never let your eyes slip out of my field of vision. It is an invisible tacit understanding, like finding a kind of love in your implicit eyes.

Every time I turned, it was like that I was bathed in the spring breeze and thought of you, and at that time, I was so happy and sweet. It is like locking your beauty deep in your memory, and thinking of it is very beautiful in your heart.

The distance is not far, it is like being around, and it is like being within reach. But the feeling of being detached is so subtle and sensitive that it is like having a cowardice that calls oneself intoxicated.

Just as there is a kind of hidden thought that calls oneself a ghost to make God send, and does not dare to boldly cut in, such a temptation with a palpitation in the heart, just like a vague thought in the heart, it is so real and intense, it is so hot, it is like a dream, and it is like the moment of the fire that silently moves forward, so that it cannot stop.

For a moment, it was like being kidnapped, like thinking involuntarily, loving. Want to cross the impossible, only face, but also very helpless to want to love. Passing the loving eyes was still ineffective, like floating in the space she loved.

The silence of tacit understanding is like the rhyme of delivering the heart at this time, dividing up the tenderness of that love again and again.

At this time, I want to design a most beautiful excuse, close to your left and right, but as soon as I see your tacit vision, I will leave knowingly, because your tacit understanding will make me pull my heartstrings, just like thinking of you with nostalgia, giving me a gentle glance and moving eyes.

If you don't speak well, just sit at a distance like that, or sit next to me, and the tacit vision is like a pure blue water, looking at it with affection in the veins and passing on.

Just like your whole body is a magnet, I am sucked around you, so in love, tacit eyes, with a pulse of affection.

It was a very delicate process, and I could never forget it, just as your tacit eyes always occupied the emptiness of my heart.

Looking at it with affection, I still thought in my heart, your emotional eyes.

-Author-

Pen name: Fan Jinghe, use words to record life, use words to express life, use words to improve life, often write a little poem, prose, short stories, in order to increase the joy of life, struggle in the pen, the spirit is more vibrant.

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