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Stars last night last night wind

Somehow, this poem written by Li Shangyin suddenly circled in my mind. Maybe I saw the falling leaves outside the window, struggling in the fierce wind and rain, or today’s coolness evokes some kind of thoughts in my heart. Now I am no longer as simple and stupid as I used to be, nor do I live in fairy tales all day long. In this year, my world changed dramatically. Some people came in, while others went out. I was unable to control the ending and could not stop the arrangement of fate, so I chose to accept it calmly and learn to face it with a smile, as if my soul had drifted away from my body, the joys and sorrows in the story have nothing to do with me, while my real existence belongs to my soul. I just looked at my own story coldly. Where will I be next second, who will I meet next moment, who will accompany me, and who will know my joys and sorrows? In front of me was a world full of unknown. I tried hard to open my eyes, eager to see myself in the future, but only in vain. Therefore, I no longer think about whether I can get the desired result or what I may face. Now, I just want to watch the drizzle outside the window quietly, letting the people and things of the past fly through my mind quickly and precipitate a blue country belonging to myself. Closing my eyes, I seemed to see a beautiful woman leaning against the painting floor and holding her chin with her hands quietly listening to the chanting of the young man in white downstairs, the Stars last night and the wind last night, painted floor Westside Guangxi Hall East. Body said between flying wing, Heart to Heart. A colorful butterfly quietly stayed on the window lattice, moving its wings, as if it was also intoxicated in this beautiful poem!

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