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Life is like a song, years dream. In order to live, I traveled all day in a hurry. I haven’t tasted the scenery of the past, and it has been half a century unconsciously. Only in the evening can I have my imaginary dreams and colorful world. Night, beautiful! I like! At dusk, I went to the small riverside in the wild, when the smoke from the kitchen was fierce and the owl was dancing, when the birds were roaring back to their nests, let my heart stay in the sunset, look at the bright sunset glow fading away gradually, and look at the approaching slowly at dusk that day. Let your thoughts fly freely, feel relaxed and happy, and stroll leisurely along the green grass along the country road. Let the fragrance of fragrant grass devour my heart, let the breeze gently blow on my body, let the gurgling water of the river flow my pulse feelings, let the dreamy feelings swing in the night sky, let yourself fully expose your ardent mind, let the pure, quiet, cozy, the joyful scene hit my chest, feeling the nothingness, drift, emptiness ………. the night is so quiet, but it can’t comfort my wandering heart, the dark night sky permeated my wandering heart all the time. A Phantom, like mine …… can’t escape from the temptation of that deep love. Therefore, a wandering heart rose in the night sky with the gentle wind. Driving the clouds in the boundless night sky seriously, carefully looking for your trace, your voice. However, in the silent night sky, there were clouds of Sorrow everywhere, shaking off the fear of sadness everywhere, and fragments of heart flew in the air, waving one after another, the ghost of love wantonly climbed into my eyes, confused my eyes. I thought your warmth was so close, so realistic, and your tenderness was just around me. How many times have your devout soul passed by me, and how many times have touched my fervent desire. For you, for the heaven full of roses, for the desire in your heart. I made up my mind to climb up in the sky to look for it. I have been to many places, floating over mountains, over seas, over the ends of the world and the corners of the sea. How can I only hear your soul singing, but I don’t know which corner you are hiding in? Is your soul floating in the night sky? The night is so quiet, the heart is so empty, and the thoughts are still wandering in the night. The sincere greetings once were nothing, the warm feelings once were empty, and the hands held tightly were empty. At this moment, I want to throw away all my worries and pains. Gather joy, turn the dark night into the morning light, gather the fragments of the soul together, and truly embrace you. In this gentle night, in this heaven of love, no longer let the heart drift………..

[Responsible editor: Leaves]]

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