生活是抒情生活散文(3)
2022-03-10 来源:文库网
The body in the room, the soul floating in the windowsill outside.
The silence in a busy fictional, no cheers, but in their hearts blooming.
Seemingly forgotten the past, from the graceful scenes. Mind wide open, overflowing into the Dark Night of the tear, there is no guard against heavy fall. Ruoyouruowu's shadow, is a long old painting.
This thin cool night, after all, is fragile.
Stubborn stand by, in many Qiqiaiai days are ultimately bound into a hollow and outrightly. I have exhausted all of the effort holding holding, thin body on the road walking in unknown to conceal the gradual deep fear.
The silence in a busy fictional, no cheers, but in their hearts blooming.
Seemingly forgotten the past, from the graceful scenes. Mind wide open, overflowing into the Dark Night of the tear, there is no guard against heavy fall. Ruoyouruowu's shadow, is a long old painting.
This thin cool night, after all, is fragile.
Stubborn stand by, in many Qiqiaiai days are ultimately bound into a hollow and outrightly. I have exhausted all of the effort holding holding, thin body on the road walking in unknown to conceal the gradual deep fear.
