The spring breeze blows on the south bank of the Green River, and the feelings are like catkins flying, Hand in hand to enjoy the flowers and flowers, but I didn't expect the wind to turn and blow away the warm past. When I first saw it, my eyes flowed, and now there is only loneliness in the wind, The smile at that time was like a flower, and now only the lonely echo in the wind remains.
An intoxication in the red dust, when I woke up from a dream, the wind gradually thinned, I thought that I could stand side by side for a long time, and when the wind stopped, I knew that my heart was piling up. The old vows are scattered with the wind, and the heart is empty of a barren land, The warmth of the past has become a memory, although the wind stops, the ripples in the heart are difficult to calm.
I used to chase the direction of the wind, hoping to never leave the field for the rest of my life, but the world is impermanent, and when the wind finally stops, I am alone in the face of the vastness. Looking back at the prosperity in the wind, it is as distant and cool as a lifetime, Let the wind rise again, the mind has been calm like a lake, and it is no longer easy to make waves.
Love rises and goes out with the wind, the wind is still unsettled, and some chapters of life are destined to be irrewritten. Even though the wall of the heart is high and the determination to stay away from the disturbance of emotions, the deep affection that comes with the wind has become a crack in life that is difficult to heal.
The petals flying in the sky are like a broken promise, Each petal is engraved with a story of love, and after the wind stops, they are scattered in the world. The temperature of the fingertips has long dissipated with the wind by the sunset, and the once blazing heat can only be turned into the deepest thoughts under the moonlight.
Walking in the familiar streets and alleys, only the shadow is independent, only the whispering of the wind, Those days of dancing with the wind, imprinted in the heart, pain and warmth. The coming and going of each wind is a silent interpretation of love, It takes away the warmth, leaves the silence, the wind stops, and the stirring in the heart is endless.
Time flies, the seasons change, the wind rises and the wind stops, life is like a play, That gorgeous love, although the ending is sad, but it is deeply engraved. When love comes and goes as freely as the wind, we understand what impermanence is, even if the calm after the wind stops and seems indifferent, there is still a longing for love hidden in the heart.
May we all learn to accept the ups and downs of love calmly between the ups and downs of the wind, so that the unsettled affection, in the long river of time precipitated into precious memories, even if the wind is unsettled, but still believe that true love will set sail with the wind again at a certain corner.