Heart
Loved all the calm seas,
I like the purity of the moonlight,
Like the side face of the teenager,
Love the layers of clouds.
These likes are the calmest in my memory, but also the warmest.
Beauty is a choice, beauty is not defined by others, do not ignore, do not dare to admit, we all have the ability to find the good.
We will also eventually encounter gentle things, gentle people, after all, everything will eventually have a way back.
My name is Xinhe, but I have not been able to become the galaxy he has been waiting for for half a lifetime.
Our first meeting was on the lively gang channel on Friday night.
[Mist]: There are wood people together to fight the heavenly ruins, four missing one!
[Xingzai]: Let me come.
[Mist]: Oh, Xingzai, are you back?
[Xingzai]: Mm-hmm.
Mist: Finally going to start over, you won't forget the galaxy, right?
【Mist】: Introduce you to the new little sister of the family, her name is Xinhe Haha.
[Xingzai]: First time to meet, little sister, hello.
[Xinhe]: Hello.
I don't know what kind of person his galaxy was, and during those days, I only knew her in the family description. She seems to be a beautiful and warm person, and Xingzai was once a fairy friend who envied others, but in the end, because her family could not accept that Xingzai was the one who fell in love in the game, she was beaten by a stick.
Everyone in the family regretted their feelings, and hoped that he could get out of the haze and embrace the beauty again, so they would often play with him and chat together. At first, I didn't think Xingzai was anything special to me, until a friend knocked on the side and told me that he was different.
[Ling'er]: Heart, didn't you find out?
[Xinhe]: Huh?
[Ling'er]: Every time Xingzai encounters you, his tone will become very gentle and he will also make a voice.
【Heart】:...
That night, I recalled a lot of previous images and verified this conjecture. Perhaps because of the tenderness he showed only to me, I began to rejoice in my heart, and slowly began to care about what he had said, to pay attention to the things that interested him.
He often came to Yun Mengchuan, where I liked to stay, and would stay with me in a corner of a map, and then chat with me, talk about his mood, share interesting things he encountered, I also thought that this was the bud of our love, but in the end I found out that it was only my heart that moved.
From the beginning of sharing with me every day, to three days, a week, half a month, slowly, when the desire to share subsided, our story also came to an end. I am not a person who likes to ask questions, nor is I a person who takes the initiative to care, perhaps in every moment when I have not taken the initiative, I push him infinitely farther.
In the few months when I was no longer in frequent contact, I regained my happiness in the Immortal Palace, and I also understood that the wind and moon in the world were shallow and stopped. It wasn't until the winter snow fell and his circle of friends sent him and The Galaxy's selfies, and I knew that she was back with him, and they could renew their unforgettable feelings, the pink years.
We have also said that we have the most pleasure in talking about hidden love in the full seats of high friends, but compared to their fiery youth, perhaps our thin story is just to make him determined to continue to chase his galaxy. I may not be able to call it a stand-in, because I am completely different from galaxy, but I have a similar name, and my appearance may be just a level, a test, before their happy ending.
I was like a cat in an old alley, very free, but never had a home. Looking at the fence in the distance, the breeze enters the throat, and only then do you know that the breeze is also stained with human sorrow. If there really were parallel time and space in this world, I hope that we would not have exhausted our fate in that time and space.
In March, when the warbler was in March, the clouds became poetry, the flowers bloomed and the water gradually flowed, and the person I met who was impressed was the best thing in the world. There is only one fairy tale left in my heart, although I was not able to go to a cherry blossom that will not wither, but I know that in the future, there will be someone who will run straight to me and give me the stars in the sky.
People like us who grew up in urban culture always see the picture of the sea first, then see the sea, read love novels first, and then know love. The sea breeze is always free, can cover the mountains and rivers, on the seashore, all the thoughts are gentle, mixed with a little quiet sunset, in the quiet garden and sunset to talk about the heart, and then continue to love life.