Xiaoxiao under the wind and rain

Chapter 245 (You are already far away)
The crystal dew fell down, condensed into clear eyes, looking back, the rain was mixed with clear snow, and silver swords were erected.The turbid wine that has been settled for a long time is brewed in the mountains, the road is full of potholes, and each pit has its own story. With a sweet smile, you are already far away.

Clean pain will definitely settle, and settle down into leisure, leisure is the compensation for pain, and pain is the cushion of leisure.The unrestrainedness of junior high school, every night is the luck and anxiety of empathizing with the mobile phone, I am surprised that I am more decadent than I imagined, the dark roof is like a whale, and the homework lifted by the wind has me handwriting.The scent of lime permeated Xia's breath, and the ice cubes whizzed against the glass, Xia was telling her secret.It was also midnight in the early morning, and every household was fighting for the last time.Recalling the plants and trees on the campus, three years passed and another three years passed, I was still at the familiar starting point, watching you waving in the distance, I didn't expect you to come here, waiting for my last accumulation.I didn't wait until that day, time didn't allow me to have too many worries.There is no way to express grief and indignation, only to wait, wait slowly, until the wind chases the patches of clean clouds, the rising sun gradually dyes a corner of the sky with gold, and the afterglow of the setting sun gradually climbs to the side of the house, finally giving the night Leave a blank, glimpse in the vastness, you are already far away.

Do you remember our agreement? Will we become sour in the corrosion of time after many years? I have no way of knowing, I only know that rain is the magic pen in spring, when the mountains and rivers are dyed, the grass and trees are renewed, and the plane mirror of a little pool of water bursts out countless vitality When you come out, lotus flowers are about to ignite, and countless wings of hope grow in your heart. Pick up the beauty of Watanabe, cut half an acre of square pond, and dissipate in the soft spring rain. You are already far away.

I still remember the little flower you gave me. The breath of last spring was reborn in this midsummer. The sun was falling warmly and buried in the embrace of the flower.I have the belief that I will win like a summer flower, and I am a madman who sacrifices his life. You have the spirit of watching the mountains and rivers.But you are already far away.In the hourglass of time, what flows away is time, and what remains unchanged is youth.In the faint sandalwood, what burns out is the splendor of summer flowers, and the state of mind that is as clear as running water on the rustling spring.The alleys are filled with mist like green smoke, not to be surprised, to watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; to not pay attention, to follow the clouds and clouds in the sky, I want to see the sea of ​​clouds with you, see the sun against the clouds, and the clouds against the clouds staring at the sun, yet you are far away.

Chasing the wind and the moon, don’t stop, Pingwu is full of spring mountains, you are not far from me, we will meet in the distance.

(End of this chapter)