Origins, in the crowd, I see you;
I see you, in the crowd.
Li Yan
Why do we meet in a big world? Is this world just a chance encounter after a single shadow? The light wind blows the green spring water, the mountain daisy wears a green yarn in the morning light, and the dawn after dawn warms a pear white, full of flowers, who can bear it? Captured its shadow, scattered its incense soul? So tired of thinking about it is him, relying on the column contemplation is her, dead and alive ChiKuo, and Zi cheng said that it is her, holding the hand of the son, and the son with the old man is him. The drizzle is covered with moss, and spring smoke is seen in the depths of the green turnip.
The long pavilion sends each other, yi liu bids farewell, acacia Yin Yin, only Hongyan passed on the book. At that time, the water was long, the carriages and horses were slow, one person only read one person, and everything in the world was not as tender as a note. At this moment, it is "waiting for idle changes but the hearts of the people, but the hearts of the people are changeable." The sun rises and the moon is hidden, the water under the eaves is dripping, the streamer is fleeting, plucking the strings, whispering and circumventing, and finally the flying swallow on the beam is back to the covenant, mistakenly in front of the court begonia, do you know?
In the human world, love and hate are intertwined, sorrow and resentment, years and times, intentions and days, through the night rain, green lights and yellow rolls, let go is also love. The love of libi yi who once lied just stopped speaking, even if it was silent, the flower shadow that could help the sparse flowers was still looking forward to life, but the world was less red dust and more of a compassionate person in the world. There is no mountain alliance and sea oath, only one sentence I wait for you, the depth of Willow Mo, the east of the mulberry corner, I will also look for you, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons, and waiting has really become a lifetime, when to go to the flowers and people who have become invisible, the beginning of joy and joy, but can not be Qingqing's warm end, the accidents of life always arrive first, the reunion has become a distant luxury, regardless of the regret of the return date, falling into the stains of tears, twilight smoke and rain, thinking like the first star, before the long night is lit, has disappeared under the dusk of thousands of lights. The pain is not in the moment of loss, but in every moment you remember.
As the winds and clouds rose, I crossed the withered mulberry fields from the bottom of the sea, and saw all the joys and regrets of the idiot men and women in the world, but I had to be thankful. A piece of paper promise, a lifetime of companionship, young whispers, red cherries, green plantains, and finally into fireworks in the cold greeting, January a year is a lifetime. Even if I have a snide, I scatter with the wind, even if I have a rose complex of thousands of infatuations, I am also relieved with the chaff and rice, and with you to protect me, I am also at ease. People are difficult to gather, a thousand threads of sorrow, dreams are difficult to round, thousands of sorrows, if you meet, light green and deep blue, then the wind and rain are in the same boat, the rest of your life is happy. If you want to see it, go and tie you a thousand knots, and you can also return my shallow feelings. The water passes without a trace, and if it is not seen, the old things are not regretted, because of the willingness of love. If it is destined for three lifetimes, then the heavens are on different sides, and the body is far away, "Knowing to see the sky and the twilight to see the clouds, thinking of the king when walking, and thinking of the king when sitting." At this moment, the eaves of the roof are the same, but the heart is sorry for each other, "May I be like the stars and the moon, and the night and night will be as bright as the light."
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About the Author:
Jiachuan Township Middle School, Qingshui County, Tianshui City, Gansu Province: Li Yan