Luo is wet but not dry, and it is desolate and snowy. On this cold night, I couldn't sleep and had a lot of thoughts. The music book is gone, and I can't get in touch with my relatives and friends in the distance, so I can only miss it silently. The bamboo leaves in front of the window swayed in the wind, as if telling of their loneliness and helplessness.
Winter clothing is weak and cannot withstand the invasion of the cold. I miss people far away, and the thoughts in my heart are like a fire, burning my heart unbearably. I can only look out the window, looking forward to the arrival of spring, looking forward to your return.
Alone in the lamp, I silently sang the verses, and every word was filled with my emotions. Only the plum blossom understands my suffering, and it exudes a faint fragrance that seems to comfort my soul.
I can't hide the sadness in my heart. I want to share my feelings with you, but you're not around. I had to endure it all on my own, letting the pain in my heart accompany me through this long night.
What is stronger than the frost wind is my longing for you, and what is thinner than a withered branch is my body. I look forward to someone who can understand me, listen to me, and comfort my soul.
It was late at night, and I still couldn't sleep. I could only silently wait for the dawn to come, waiting for a new day to begin. Hopefully, in the new day, I can find someone to confide in and let my mood go free. Creator Luminous Project 4