On the balcony, pink flames

Wild horses, in an imagination without any restraints, galloped wildly: in June, the snow was flying, and the madman who tried to dominate the domain sat on the saddle bridge, suddenly took off into the air, a long roar of soul-snatching, and in an instant, the landslides and cracks, and the armored warriors who spread all over the mountains fell to the ground, instantly turning into a piece of sewage like falling snowflakes.

The spring rain fluttered and sprinkled, and the crystal fragrant divine water nectar rolled on the weeping willow green branches and slowly dripped on the long eyelashes of the girl.

The divine water nectar washed away the red dust and fireworks on her body, and suddenly the immortal graceful rhyme, the beautiful world, looking up at the white misty sky, she wanted to fly away with the wind and wander the immortal world comfortably. I tapped on the keyboard and threw these absurd images onto the screen for the pleasure of bored people.

Time passes slowly according to an eternal rhythm. I was exhausted by the horrific scenes.

Moving to the balcony, I hope that the exhaustion of the day will dissipate in the refreshing breeze.

The sunset grasps the short life time minutes and seconds to show magnificence, and everything in the world is shrouded in a pink halo, so soft and gentle.

I almost exhaled, not far away on the balcony, a cloud of pink flames burning, the flames swayed slightly, the gusts of wind blew, the flames rolled low, as if I could hear the flames "whistling" and jumping; the flames rushed, and the colorful phoenixes with strange postures fluttered and flew up.

A huge pink flower bloomed in an instant, and the petals fluttered in the wind. The flowers closed, and a jade arm reached sharply towards the reddest part of the firmament, and her eyes also looked down the jade arm.

The beauty jumps into view, which can make people momentarily trance, it is not a flame burning, it is a pink dress, a young girl dancing in the halo of the sunset.

The glow of the light, the pink dress of the lotus flower facing the wind, threw me into the illusion: the clouds cirrus, the spring breeze willows, the joyful notes shining in the golden glittering smooth road, straight to the mysterious horizon where the distant heavens and the earth meet.

At some point, she disappeared. I vaguely remembered that she turned around for a moment and threw a smile at me. Immediately, I thought I was funny, the distance was relatively far, and the light was not the brightest time to see the autumn, how could I see clearly. She was the one who broke into my illusion.

Her jade arm reached out to the dome, and her eyes looked at the reddest cloud was catharsis? Is it to release joy? Most of the floating beings are fluttering in the soup pool of joy and sorrow. She would be an exception, and her ungroup appearance was enough to make her sail.

Listening to the neighbors, a new girl has been moved, and it can be concluded that the pink dress that dances with Cai Xia is newly moved.

It wasn't that she danced and flew in the light every day, more often than not, she stepped into the sports car of a young man in a white suit, and disappeared into the envious eyes of everyone in the glittering light.

In the past six months, the white suit did not appear, and he was replaced by an old ordinary car, ordinary clothes.

The sun slowly faded. Sitting on a bench on the edge of the neighborhood lawn, I thought of the pink dress.

A pink cloud drifted leisurely and gracefully floated down beside me. Looking sideways, I was a little stunned that it was her!

She gave me a friendly shallow smile: "Having been neighbors for so long, we just stood on the balcony and had looked at each other, and hadn't sat together and spoken yet." "She asked me what I was doing, asked me...

Codeword!! What a mediocre profession with a nesting scent. What's harder to say is that I'm showing my friend the house! Not only that, the road full of absurd words will come to an end, the road ahead is foggy, and I don't know where to go.

Flustered, I still plucked up the courage to tell the truth. I asked if she was a dancer? I would like to say that only a rich and noble house is worthy of such a beautiful and literary girl. It was boring, I didn't say it.

She shook her head slightly, and there was a faint melancholy between her gentle eyebrows.

I was surprised and puzzled, a girl like her also has troubles around her? In a flash of inspiration, I seemed to understand that the noble white suit was not entangled in everything, but disappeared into her life forever. The fate of the majority is in the hands of the impermanent underworld.

One drizzling day, she withdrew from her room, got into the old ordinary car, and disappeared into the rain and fog.

Time is like water, she went to the past years, stood on the balcony, and I occasionally remembered the pink flame on the balcony not far away.

My friend who is temporarily living abroad is coming back, and my house viewing task will come to a successful end, and I will find another place to live.

It was the sunset again dying the red sky. When the remnant moon is hidden, it is more beautiful to see the morning glow.

-Author-

Pen name: Short literature user 3621, with his eyes to see all the good things in the world. Feel with your heart, the bits and pieces of life. Use words to record all your joys and sorrows. You love life, and life will surprise you!

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