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Love is like a cloud of smoke

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Love is like a cloud of smoke

Pass by Sister Xian's place and visit her. I'm a habitual person who keeps her distance from people, but she's always felt kind, and subconsciously sat down in the chair closest to her. This is a rare phenomenon for me.

While chatting, Sister Xian asked me about my marriage. He is often advised to hurry up and get married and have children. Sister Xian also suggested that I cherish time: "You see, the moment you just pushed the door into the house, it has already passed." ”

This sentence is unforgettable. Think about it, in fact, the feeling she describes is four words: fleeting. However, her example is a bit special.

This is probably the way the literati speak, always inadvertently, revealing differences from ordinary people. Even when she taught me, she would say, "You see, you are a writer, how can you have such an old idea." ”

That moment was indeed fleeting. There are many wonderful moments, even if they are most joyful, they will immediately become memories and become illusions.

It was as if it had never happened.

There is a friend who is a good father in the eyes of everyone, a prodigal son who has not changed for many years. Sometimes I hear his most recent stories, those that seem romantic gossip. I gave him a sentence, "Love is like a cloud of smoke." ”

A lyric. From the familiar "Flowers in the Water", the lyricist doll (Chen Yuzhen). She has a lot of filler words, and I love it. Such as "Dust Edge", "Spring Goes to Spring and Back", "A Cut of Plum", "Meet and Hate Late", "If You Go Back to the Past"...

"In the miserable rain and cold wind, how much prosperity is like a dream. Once thousands of purples and thousands of reds, blown down with the wind. Looking back, love is like a cloud of smoke. It is like the water years flow away, leaving no trace. ”

In the short sentence, with the lonely and thorough understanding of the lyricist.

Even if it is a smoke cloud, few people can bear it and not catch it. Prosperous or lonely, sober or muddy. Every life is destined to end up empty, and people try to grasp something to prove that you and I have come.