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In the night full of missing, the moon is saying good night to me, with a shallow smile, looking through yesterday’s photos quietly, fearing that one day I will not see your smile and lose my spring, I don’t want to forget many memories, but I don’t want to remember them either. It is too late to tell you that spring is in the near future, and you have disappeared from my sight. I listened to “white Moonlight” and “Don’t cry, my favorite person”. In such a night, it was nothing more than adding a few sadness, and the cold fingers could not beat the warm words, sad words tell endless sorrow in heart. If time could be reincarnated, I would stay in my own world peacefully and not desire to walk out of the mountain which besieged me. With those flowers and birds, I would not desire anything any more. The mountain is quiet and the world of mortals is far away, and the place far away from the world of mortals is also far away from you. In the days when I miss you, time turns to be another year. When I think of you again, it is like today’s soup, which is light and tasteless without salt. Only occasionally, you will remember those warm images at a certain moment. In this ever-changing society, have you changed your face after a year? I can forget you, but I can’t help thinking about you. I just miss you simply. I miss you in the past. I don’t miss you, I don’t miss you, and I don’t have love any more. The desert at that time, you and me at that time. Yao remembered that you just passed through my Crescent Spring in those years, but I am the moon waiting for the desert. You said that you would melt all the pain in my heart, take off the coat of pride and snuggle up with you. At that time, when I was young, I just foolishly believed in the vow of blooming flowers in spring, but I didn’t know that love in the desert was just a mirage, which disappeared in a flash. As soon as the wind blows, you leave. I don’t know where he took you, and I don’t want to pursue you any more. Quiet night, quiet wind, quiet desert, lonely, lonely, is it desert? From then on, I hid in the desert and perched in the Crescent Spring. I didn’t like it or not, and didn’t say anything. I just smiled with every passing person, and sometimes I was indifferent. You are the wound that I can’t say, and the past that I don’t want to recall. In this cold winter, the Crescent Moon Spring is still, whose heart is warm and whose winter is taken away? As time flies, the distant memory changes alone. The stars in the desert accompany me, count the sand and guard the Crescent Spring. Today, let all my thoughts end in the dark night, leaving a spring to warm my world and a bright smile on my face. Smile 2011, stay with the desert, and wait for my Crescent Moon Spring!

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