2013.01.23 2013.01.25 2013.02.05 I have sent a lot of those magnificent myths or miraculous dreams that people admire. The city lights melt into syrup. Butterflies in the forest fly into rainbows. Desserts from all over the world are displayed as fireworks. Volcanic eruption cappucinos. The ocean is a collection of someone’s tears. The Mermaid sat on Mount Qomolangma with a sad song like Meng Jiangnv, and then the blue sky and white clouds collapsed. The myths or miracles in life are not as spectacular as those in dreams, but they are more beautiful and memorable for a long time. Such as the intersection of two parallel lines. You made me think hard and couldn’t find a reason for us to meet, whether reasonable or unreasonable, but we met. I can list countless reasons why we won’t love each other casually, but finally we fell in love. This is a myth or miracle that cannot be explained by common sense. You once said that I am your miracle. By analogy, you are my myth. Miracles and myths, there is probably no one in the world who can match us better. 2013.01.23 2013.01.24 2013.01.25 I have never thought that a woman can really dress so earthy and interpret what a village girl is so well. I have never thought that a woman’s eyes can really be as beautiful as the tranquil ocean under the sun. I have never thought that a woman’s smile can be as pure as a little child. I have never thought that a woman can really confide to strangers who I have not known for half a day. Especially in the end, far beyond my expectation, about 123,456 kilometers. You are just like a generous collector, opening your heart to make a very grand exhibition, completely displaying the most precious rare things for people to visit and enjoy. When we met for the first time, sitting opposite you talked to yourself in a broken way. Every word seemed to blend into the dim scenery in the light rain, feeling a little like a poem beside the ink painting, wrapped in a tired and lonely mood. I am also a person who is a masterpiece of vicissitudes as long as I reveal my heart. I know that you need a pair of silent listening ears, so I listen to you attentively. When it comes to sadness, your eyes will shine. The blue light is purer than Lantian Jade. I am so pure that I think I am invulnerable that my chest is slightly painful. There was a moment when your tears couldn’t help falling down. My world began to fall from that moment. The Great Wall is thousands of miles away, and the copper walls and iron walls no longer exist. I think you are like a noble Zhuque. Zhuque is one of the four great beasts. The bird sitting in the South is also called Phoenix. Zhu is red and will not die. Zhuque has the characteristic of being reborn by bathing in fire. When she experiences the torment of fire and painful test, maybe you will ignore her existence, but when she vanishes from the flame, the world will be deeply impressed by her supreme posture. You are like this, a Zhuque waiting for Nirvana in the fire. You pursue the pure love with a utopia-like fantasy. Therefore, the flame burning you is more fervent than the general one, and your suffering and pain are more and deeper than others. But when you are reborn and successful, your feathers will be more dazzling than the sun at noon in summer. I believe that by then, the eyes of the whole world will focus on you and praise you with applause, praise You with verses and bless you with flowers. In the next few nights, we talked on the phone that the stars all fell down. When I slept, I could even see the soft morning sun on the horizon. I don’t remember whether I dreamed of you, but I know that I have been convinced by you before you were reborn in the fire and the Sparrow came to the world. I am willing to worship you at the bottom. Yes, I adore you. Not only do I love you. We spent a very short time together in 2013.01.26, 2013.02.05 and 2013.02.06, but there were so many unforgettable things that I often had such an illusion: We were lovers who had been in love for seven years. For example, we walked round and round around this small city, just like an artificial satellite circling around the orbit, which lasted for three hours. For another example, the first intimate contact between lips and teeth made me dizzy. When I opened my eyes, I saw the street lamps in this city, as if they had melted into a piece of syrup. For another example, you sang a song for me all night through the Internet. You said that you couldn’t explain it, but I knew that it was the so-called sound of nature. And so on and so on. What impresses me most is a very ordinary little thing, or you will forget it after a period of time, but it will always be like the most beautiful pattern printed on my heart wall. That time we went to my friend’s home for dinner together. After dinner, you packed the table quickly and competed for washing the dishes. I gently hugged you from the back. If I didn’t say it, you wouldn’t know what I thought at that moment, because this thought actually had nothing to do with what you did at that time. It was just like a scene of nonsense, seeing your back washing dishes suddenly came up with this idea: Many years later, when I came home from work, I just took off my shoes, before I could say that I was back, you jumped up and hung on my neck with your eyes flashing, there was a child-like innocent and romantic smile on his face. You say, dear, welcome home.

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