【Night Notes】
Author: Falling snow stained dust
Let's talk about the previous accidents, those dreams about literature
Those stories that have been written about the wind and moon, the stories that have been talked about
There is no ending, it is already desolate
Those who were reluctant were left to wait in the red dust
Strange flowers bloom and fall, fall and fall
It has been picked up again
The saddest thing
But you're gone, you're gone
I was still alone and silently writing
The wound of memory
You in the story, or the same
The years that fell line by line
After all, there is no hiding from things that are not human
More and more hate does not live up to the original intention of these four words
What is the original intention, once liked, once insisted
Nothing has been lost
A dream shattered in the night
Already, I can't afford to stick...
【Stranger】
You are my stranger to the stranger
It is a landscape from the past
The wind and moon that have been talked about, the pen and ink that have fallen
It will have nothing to do with you in the future
After that, it was wind or rain, only to remember
【Long time no see】
If you say: Long time no see.
Meaning: strange and speechless.
Over the years, things are not human
Only one sentence remained for a long time.
Once had
It has long been worn away by the years and lost its way.
Later, you are all right and I am unharmed.
Three old texts/poems from July 2017
About the Author
Falling snow stains dust
A person who is accustomed to memories, a person who is accustomed to not being able to put it down, a red dust passerby who is upside down and displaced. Three thousand passers-by, ten zhang red dust, meeting you is fate, thank you for your liking.
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