So, the most acacia
Text: Yu Tong Yu Fei Source: Ink Smoke Rain
Edit: Ichimon Fangfei
Warm air button, half-hidden heart door
When I opened it, I couldn't bear to close it in the collection of poems
It's all your melancholy whispers
Hold the veins of memory and listen carefully
Suddenly, you bow your head to the drops of tears
Shattered your dreams, my heart
Fingertips touch, floating hearts
In the ripples of the pool of wind and snow
It's all your poetic figure
The heart has fulfilled your love at first sight
Gaze back, my affection
Quietly in your tenderness, steadfastness
Time slowly, slowly shakes the memory
The landscape is fragrant, grass and trees are amorous
Moor our footprints in the swamp of love
The inability to extricate themselves cast each other's unforgettable hearts
Beautiful stories of ups and downs
Wandering in the middle, sinking in the middle
The memory of the curtain, the dream when waking up, suddenly stopped
The slight coolness of the fingertips confused a pool of light and shadow
Open the dusty book of poems again
Your obsession, my perception
How to resolve the distance between the end of the world
Before closing the collection of poems, can you allow me?
On the lake of your heart, make a stroke
So, the most acacia...
Looking at the end of the world
Text/Yu Tong Yu Fei
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Lean in front of the window for a long time
Plain clothes hanging dew, blush green silk cover
The shadow of the flower in the eye complains of shallowness
Dialogue, the dappled memories of a long time
For you to chant the joy of seeing each other
Blurred in the intertwined years of fundraising...
Love with age-old propositions
Thin into a crescent, gaunt in the sky
Seal of the cinnabar tap
Difficult to lock, the frown between the brows
You and I make loud promises
Regret in the long short sighs that pass by...
Loneliness builds a love affair
Like a dream like smoke, looking at the distance
Rouge powder tear stain song
Wake up, fragments that have been forgotten
How many acquaintances of the landscape
Strange roads become far away that I can't reach...
Author | Yu Tongyufei likes to read, likes music, loves all beautiful things. A quiet woman who is often accompanied by words.