Reflection fireworks follow the water flow

If you are the wind, take me to a happy life, away from this mundane world, and stop asking about all the past.

If you are the wind, can you be happy in the sky forever?Boundless splendor, just because you are the wind, from a country that comforts people's hearts, until the end when you are reluctant to leave.

If you are the wind, sleeping in a peaceful country, without any trace of death and fate of time, no longer worry about any lies and deceit that can crush your heart, and face the scorching sun with the frankness of this life.Breathing the air in the sky of Prague, imagining that there will be no more unexpected disputes, passing it quietly, like flowing water.Sleeping in the country after a thousand years, looking down on the erosion of wind and frost, without any past sadness, indulging in the carnival of true and false, falling in love with a love that is similar to true, uncertain lies.

Want to go to a place, hear the sound of the wind, full of lies ready to move, accompanied by black tears from the corners of the eyes, all the carnival and heat again, and then abandon any peace and long sadness to live.At this moment, like a burst of fireworks high above the sky, suddenly lost behind the coldness of light and heat, falling and falling again, and finally turned into a loss of regret.If so, watch a young and frivolous love, there is no room for regret when you grow old, quietly plant a flower with tears here, I believe you still love me, just like loving the sun in summer, and love me in winter The same deep love as Snow White, we had no choice but to wait for each other to grow old, and there is no need or meaning for love anymore, and then let's see how the fate of life will be put into place?

If you were the wind, would you be lost in the moment when the dust settles?Go no further, within yourself in a confused consciousness.Look at a piece of safe fate in the kingdom, if you wish so, then life will be like a calm mirror, dripping blood on it and let it roll and flow, with a bang, all the good things that passed by will end!

We no longer talk about the beauty in winter, just like staying together quietly to watch the warm sunshine in winter, even if the warmth cannot last forever, if we can see the beauty, we can still miss it for a long time.

I like the persistence of fireworks burning out, I like vigorous love, I like any combination of sadness and beauty, and I like the calmness and calmness after seeing everything.If you feel the same way, let’s be together, together in this warm sunny morning – take off until the dusk and sunset when the sky is old.Don't ask any questions anymore, the question itself is not a problem, all we need is this moment, the real warmth and hallucinatory touch of this moment.

The rising fireworks, with a puff, disappeared after the last three, burning up the splendor and luxury, and finally left thick white smoke lingering in the black night sky, unable to calm down for a long time, as if being cut In the part, she shed faint tears, moved by the beauty of fireworks that will never change in this life.

In my mind, I still stay in the Zhinong after the sound of puffing, unwilling to leave and dissipate for a long, long time.

I still remember that bright flower, accompanied by the blackness of the night, burning out an incomparable firework, white, yellow, blue, red, blooming one by one, with countless beauties, which cannot be said to make Depressed and suffocated.The familiarity that is still lingering, I feel that those fireworks are about to burn into my heart and hit my body, speckled, like hot flowing rocks, abandoned in the boundless night sky after the countdown of three seconds.Only the quiet sound remains, do you love me?Still on the lips.

Staying in the moment that can't stay, the moment comes and goes so fast, and then it has to be closed with a long, dull period of memories and memories.The story about fireworks is left in the night time and space of endless thoughts.

If the sky also starts to be dazed and flustered, will you choose to sleep continuously?Only then did I know that everything is like the wind and there is comfort.The unknown unknown, the known past, the pedestrians who come and go, no longer dream about any unknown and reliable, but throw away time for the momentary impulse and belief.In the future life and this life in the destiny, it presents the red, orange, blue and green of the previous life.

If you are the wind, your life will condense into the traces of the wind after everything, which is the imprint of a section of cloud, hanging mercilessly in the sky, which will never be erased for a long time.Promise to stare into a tear that will never fall, laughter, until dawn.

And the happy life, the sad fireworks at night, the tomorrow that no one cares about, even all the sorrows are nothing more than that, why bother to ask for answers about the future?If the lie can't be exposed, then we have to look for another kind of relief, the ending is nothing more than that, why bother to look for it?Time glows white after being stranded, waiting in the long time and space, the sky is still like the wind.So is all sorrow!