#创意情书大赛 #
Wen | wood oil is not wood
I haven't listened to a song with my stereo for a long time, I haven't watched a movie with my stereo, I haven't written for a long time, I haven't painted, I haven't read a book, I haven't read a poem.
Life gets busy one day, without a little bit of preparation. What's worth being happy about, what's worth not being happy about? Haha, walking down the street past many dessert shops, always want to go in and sit down. Favorite to see every warm bread in the window, seductive colors, seductive atmosphere. Sometimes, when I walk down the street, many people walk past me, and it feels wonderful, as if there is a story in a past life that I have forgotten.
When walking across the overpass, the sun was very strong. But I know there's a street full of shade.
Recently, I always think of Haiyan's novels, and I can't remember what age I watched a TV series based on Haiyan's novel "Blood Flows into a River". Some of the vague pictures have a monologue: presumably depicting the protagonist's sudden fall from a superior living environment into the torrent of society. But the protagonist does not dislike the life after the rejection of the fall, he found a job with only a few hundred dollars a month, rented a small house, went to work alone every day, left work, and lived a lonely and down-to-earth life.
When I think about it, I feel that life is really beautiful, tears in my eyes or rivers of blood. I love the protagonist, he doesn't speak every day, but I always feel that I have seen him in the brightly lit city. Maybe he also walked across the overpass, carrying baggage.
I didn't seem to have a heartbeat in a long time.
I want to watch "Love Before the Dawn Breaks" again, and I always think of the male and female protagonists sitting opposite each other on the train and talking, and that unforgettable night. The wind at night, the lights at night, the crowds at night, nothing could be happier than that night. Together, walking through every corner of the city, laughing and running, hugging, kissing, warm and gentle joy. But time is too fast, as if beautiful moments will put on wings and ride the wind from the side.
The sunset of the city fades away a little far behind, please kiss me. The joy in my heart is as bright as the setting sun.
I want to quietly enter a world, I want to just keep typing on the keyboard, I want the music to never stop, I want to have you in my dream tonight.
The more you use the comparison sentence, the more you don't know how to end it.
It's nice to eat cherries, lychees, mangoes, peaches, grapes, watermelons, pineapples, melons, baybutrs... You can also put your wet hair down and sit on the balcony and blow the wind.