Xiaoxiao under the wind and rain

"The sky is full of stars, like a frozen rain"
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There is no moon.

The sky is full of stars, one next to the other, like finely divided gold leaf light, covering the curtain.Like a heavy rain, frozen by the Milky Way, unable to fall overhead.It's like being at the bottom of a pool, going from one star to another.Waiting for a heavy rain to come, in the corner of the night.All the good things in the world are blurred to me.

A star at the neckline.

As cautious as sifting wheat flour, staring at a corner of summer night, a corner exclusive to me.From then on, what flows in the blood is no longer blood, but astringent tomato juice, dipped in the bits and pieces of thoughts in the middle of the night, and the mouth turns into a star dream.

Bury the city in the sand pond, and weave the wind and sand into love poems.

A night full of stars, nothing but everything.

It rained until dawn.