Love against the sky

【sea butterfly】

The flowers in July are in full bloom, full of rose red, enchanting like blood, and the light coffee-colored sunlight whispers the moist warmth through the dark green branches.It is young, but dim and bright.

Memories, the film is scattered, and when passing by in a trance, the lingering light songs we have heard in childhood are played at will.

Pale mourning, rose withered, your loneliness listens quietly.

The bustling and tough city on the other side is still dimly lit.

I, singing in a low voice, feel happy, yes, singing in the twilight, another gorgeous year.

At night, the silence is thick, sticky like blood, unable to dissolve, in a sinking corner, I press my cheek against the cold wall, and the ups and downs of music are deep and shallow, flowing past my ears, scalding my eardrums, continuously, brushing my muscles -Skin, full of scars.

The warm wind, the light strong tones, and the moist warmth capture the hearts of young people.

Ruo, April's broken self, resolute and stubborn, is struggling to shatter the world.

However, the beauty is out of control.

Moonlight, pouring into a river.

Annihilation of the 17-year-old years, molded into a tower on the other side, without light, ambiguous with the sky.

Lonely in the dark and distant place in the middle of the night, splashing ink like a dream like a flower.

Prosperity falls all over the place, and suddenly, the road has been covered by petals, and the sea has changed.

You gave me the laughter, tears, and sorrow along the road, silently counting the dust and smoke in the sleepless scene at this moment, the warmth is still there, and the Mood for Love.Poetic and picturesque, romantic and ignorant.

In the past, the sea can't reach thousands of rivers and mountains, and the hot vows can't stay in the time, and then they leave the stage sadly. The resentment and unwillingness at that time, whether, can, turn into wild flowers in the mountains, blooming in the graves of the past, swaying wantonly.Recipe, Shining.It's another blissful life.

Like water and scorching sun.

The setting sun is like blood.

Curling smoke.

The clouds drift comfortably among the tulle-like mist in the sky, singing nursery rhymes with the sunset.

I stand in the big wind, smiling, looking, the bustling is gone, smiling, looking, the end of time.

When the dust settles and time freezes, will I meet you who are as beautiful as a swallowtail butterfly with the ignorance of a 17-year-old boy one day?

elder brother……

My horseshoe has covered the butterflies in the sea, your smile is blushing like the clouds in the setting sun, the warmth is still there, the time is gone, my dear, please don't let the full of tears sing the song of nostalgia.

Again, give me a smile, again, give me a hug, again, let me feel you, the warm spring flowers in my memory.

Flying flowers in the dream, the tidbits are all over the sky, swaying and graceful, and the elegant skirt is like a young and sweet love story, passing across the wilderness of this city, pure and peaceful like a childlike innocence.

This is our way to the afterlife, this is the dreamy forest where we live together, this is the dark blue night where we kiss.

I think of you sleeplessly again, and think of you sleeplessly again.

The wind, rolling up the burning years, looking back, happy memories have become a luxury.

Clear as water, Lingding under the moon.I nestled in the corner and licked those warm incompletes, living in a fantasy paradise.

Reminiscing about the long and short roads we have traveled, the smiles, the hugs, the tears, the lingering...

All the way in full swing, strange flowers bloom.

You, come back slowly, how are you?good.

Leave Stranger Things to the lonely time to finish, let me see your childlike simple smile and flashy.

Brother, tell me that story again, you are the warm tide in my memory.

Gentle and eloquent to the lengthy happiness.

Accompanied by the flowing time, the moonlight sprinkles into the bottom of my heart, ferrying the endless river of my life.

I want to tell you, let the time be lonely, let the night be prosperous, let the brilliance be free and easy, let the youth be in full swing, I came to this world in a hurry, just for your glimpse, don't smile too.

Dormant in this city's glitz and splendor, the hustle and bustle of glass, I always want to set foot in the distance, outside the world of mortals, silently nod my head and smile at your innocence.Ren, the gentle and spring-like light hits the pupils and eyelashes confusingly and confusingly, and feels the subtle wind beating the evening drum and morning bell of youth without distraction, real and warm.

I think I'm going to take you with me.

Without the shackles and strife of the secular world, close to each other, warm each other, and the temperature of the forehead is spring.

A lone stone sits all over the sky.

No night can lull me to sleep.

No dawn can wake me up.

I like the clouds and the clouds, the sky is high and the sea is wide. I hope that the clouds and wild cranes will go boating on the river.

With you, drink lightly on the moon.

But, I'm not a beautiful and pure man, I'm just a beautiful flower blooming in the dark night.

He loves Hei Ye with no regrets and no regrets.

Shamelessly opened such a long journey, singing and dancing to the other side one after another, singing and dancing.

Just to meet you at the end of the road.

dead end.enchanting.Extremely busy.

The setting sun was buried, no regrets, I said, you are here.

come on.

I love you.

You are my sea.

I am my own blue sky.

You are a beautiful child sleeping in the deep sea.

I am my own white rose.

With this cold and deep moonlight, the water and the sky are separated, and... lingering.

This is the encounter between the sea and the butterfly.

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