On a lazy afternoon,
The sun shines through the tulle curtains,
sprinkled on the warm wooden floor,
Overflowing with a faint fragrance of tea and your thoughts.
You're in the distance, gently stroking the keyboard,
Will be gentle greetings,
Like a fluttering butterfly,
Through thousands of mountains and rivers,
Gently fell on my heart.
"How are you doing today?"
In a simple word,
Like a warm breeze in spring,
The ripples that blow across the heart lake,
It stirred up my thoughts.
I'm here, staring silently at the screen,
Gathered into the words of poetry,
Like a swallow that flies freely,
Shuttling between the virtual and the real,
Fly slowly into your sky.
"Honey, I'm fine,"
In return with an affectionate whisper,
Like the soft starlight on a summer night,
Illuminate each other's silence,
The lamp of hope was lit.
In this moment of tranquility,
The symphony of our hearts,
Distances across time and space,
Woven into endless dreams,
In the melody of love, swaying gently.
Sunshine, tea fragrance, greetings, missing,
Jumping in the rhyme of the poem,
In the depths of the heart, gently spread,
A warm picture,
Primary Secondary,抚comfort着灵魂。