The night I miss you, the wind is always soft, the moonlight shines into the window, shining light, as if telling me that I can find you, miss you, miss you. I came to your side through the moonlight and gently touched your face, hugged you affectionately, kissed you gently, and gradually intoxicated at night! Your handsome smiling face is back and forth in my mind, which makes me love and dream back! Why are you speechless when we meet each other, lonely to heartbreak? Night: You are also hurting me, sighing for me! Slowly put away the moonlight and return. Only the breeze is teasing, blowing me! In the early morning: I am sitting in the moonlight and open the laptop to write a letter (message) for you, which refers to knocking the keyboard to complain about my mind, and compresses it into a message; A line of words, a period of love; A piece of paper, I love words. I brushed a breeze to send my yearning for you, drawing a bird flying to your side; I would like to turn into a gust of wind, a shower, and I would like to call the wind and rain for you! Raise a pen to prove that I miss your night. Moves 2013-4-28

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