This article is from the WeChat public account (fish yearning life)
Andon
01.
As the storm blows, I will accompany you as you walk slowly through the last street of the city.
The second streetlight was on, like bright stars in the sky; there was a song flowing slowly out of the café, and it sounded pleasant at night.
It's a romantic song called "Fifty Years Later": "I hope that fifty years later, you will still be by my side, sitting in a rocking chair with you, feeling the tenderness of the setting sun." Listen to the gentle breeze, listen to the slow flow of the river, and then talk about the old days, when you first fell in love. ”
Coming to Amu's affectionate interpretation, let us instantly immerse ourselves in the most beautiful fantasy. Fifty years from now, will we wander in a poetic scene, sitting in a rocking chair, as the song sings, and feel the most beautiful sunset?
Your eyes are full of affection, gently holding my hand, feeling the softness in your hand, can't help but hold it tightly, afraid of losing you at the next intersection of life.
"Will we be like this in fifty years?" You whisper softly.
"Yes, in this life, if you don't leave, I won't give up. I will love you until the end of my life. "The late spring breeze was a bit cool. Take off your coat and gently wrap you.
Along the long street, snuggled up to the shadows, walking with lingering and affection, walking, the song behind them still wafting.
02.
In this life, you are the best gift from heaven.
That wild love is no longer the magic of legend. A heart-warming encounter, a beautiful love, let love have the most beautiful start.
The familiar feels like they've already met. There will be endless words when there is a chance. We chatted, from heaven to earth, from ancient times to the present, from Tang poems to Song Ci, talking about the philosophy of life, talking about all the trivialities of life, and finally immersed in that beautiful literature.
Softly, your words are like a spring breeze, blowing green flowers and grasses on both sides of the Jiangnan River, sowing the breath of love in this small jiangnan town.
The fresh artistic conception and beautiful words not only enjoy the poetic beauty, but also make the spring love like a dream.
Drunk and didn't know the way back.
Drunk, already caught up in the desire for your love.
Every sentimental writer has a deep heart. On the road of love, I have tasted the most wonderful taste, the happiness that goes deep into the soul, and my heart always dreams of you.
You are electricity, you are light, you are the most beautiful scenery in Jiangnan, this life, for you to linger, for you to miss.
03.
A trickle washes your hair. In the dreamy fields, you are seen washing by the stream. The flowers swayed in the spring breeze, and the stream was so bright that it flowed slowly and calmly to the east.
Gently rubbing your hair, even with a little natural fragrance - the familiar fragrance of orchids, as faint as spring orchids, slowly blooming in a quiet place.
Yes, you like orchids, which bloom like dreams. Like this deep love, once it is polluted, once in your heart, after having money, you can never forget it.
Jiangnan Road in the smoke and rain has our endless laughter; swallows whisper in front of the court, causing us to stop and watch; in the alley, in the warm house, in the clear waves, in the boat, how much love is carried.
The blue waves gradually drifted away, lingering, and the figure standing at the bow of the ship became the most eye-catching scenery in my eyes.
Gently, embrace you again. If you don't leave this life, I won't give up.
Kiss your face again affectionately and express my endless love for you with the most beautiful mark of my life.
If you don't leave, I won't give up. I will travel the world alone, to the ends of the earth.