To the Stone Forever Gone Forever

I once remembered that it was the winter of 9 years, it was the season of snow, just right, it was snowing that day, the night was slightly cool, and I will never forget the sentence I received at 9:21: "Nice to meet you..."

I once remembered that in that year, Shitou was in full bloom, when he was young and frivolous, and he didn't know how to be sad. m

Since then, I met a girl named Jing, from acquaintance to acquaintance to love to love...

I have experienced betrayal, I have experienced youth and frivolity, I have experienced unforgettable memories, I have experienced eternal vows, I have experienced heartbreaking, I have experienced heartbreak, and I have experienced eternity...

Since then, I have had a true love in my life, how much love is there? Love more than myself...!

I still remember that in four years, I never forgot each other for a moment, every day and every night, it was a kind of intoxication.

Shitou once said to her: "Meeting you is the greatest happiness in my life". For this reason, I wrote a poem for a day, and even though I look at life thousands of times, I can't sigh and look back at each other...

I still remember that the bits and pieces we have experienced have been engraved in our hearts so far and will never be forgotten.

All kinds of tastes, thousands of twists and turns, the name is... love...!

I remember, she said countless times, you are always young, childish, naughty... Hehe, how warm is it when you think about it?

The past will eventually become the past, no matter how sincere love in the world can stand the test of time, this is a kind of sadness!

In the face of love, who is not crossing the river by feeling the stones? Do you understand love?

Youth without regrets, encourage you together...

She said that she likes the poems you wrote, so for a long time, she wrote a poem for her every day, not for anyone in this life, but for Qingyan looking back and smiling...

During those few years, Stone felt that there was nothing happier than meeting her...

However, the past will eventually pass away...

Because the roles played in this society are different, even if we love each other again, we always get together less and leave more, and sometimes we don’t even embrace each other once a year, but how can time and distance stop the tide of love?

I remember that it was a season of rain during the Ching Ming Festival, and we met for an outing in the season of blooming spring flowers, helpless and sleepless, crying and complaining that we can’t sleep in the king’s body, bitter heart and sigh for no chance...

flowers flow by themselves,

Shui Wuchou, sighing bitterly about the drunk beauty of life...

She said... she said... I wish to sleep for you in this life, Chang Banjun smiled...

All kinds of feelings are in my heart, why can't fleeting years be white...

Don't stay together, don't stay away, don't wait around, sigh the red dust and tears to cover your face...

Sigh for this life, sigh for beauty, only sigh for the bright moon and drunken years of life...

The breeze is soft, the spring tour, the flowers bloom and tears flow...

Don't cry, spring flowers, autumn moon, what's wrong with the river...

The youth that will eventually pass away, it was an unrememberable dark wound, the boy's head turned white...

Who is in the ear, saying, love me forever? Just because of this sentence, I have no complaints...

It was spring rain last night, and the night was slightly cool...

Tossing and turning is unavoidable, the heart is confused, thunder and rain pass through the sky, the heart is slightly drunk, tears are already forming...

The small building was windy again last night, the flowers did not let go, and people cried a thousand lines...

In the next life, can I become a butterfly with you again, with the breeze and the bright moon...

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Stone has never been a perceptual person, but how can the past be forgotten?

No matter how beautiful the past is, it has become a fleeting moment.

Let me get drunk again this time, let me cry again this time, let me go crazy again this moment, let me look back at the two boundless...

I love you, Jing who is far away in heaven, I wish you well... You are always in my heart, turned into an eternal memory, turned into a memory, turned into a memory, turned into a story...

With just a thousand words, I remember the lost youth...

forget forget...

Shi Wen

Sleepless in the morning... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m. to read.)