I like you, I love you, but I cannot see you; I will miss you for a lifetime.
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I can't cherish you like a reunion dinner with loved ones, I can only meet you in my dreams, it's hard to love you, and even harder not to love you!
The helplessness of being far apart, the feeling of being touchless, the anticipation of thinking of you constantly, and the longing that haunts my dreams.
This feeling is like a shadow that follows me, always at every moment, entangled and confused, making me unsteady, prone to gains and losses, and also full of sweet and sour.
In the spring, you are a cool breeze in the wind, your name is the injury I dare not say aloud. I've absorbed the love and affection of the four seasons, and they have sprouted from the soil in the spring.
There are endless meadows of missing you and yearning, laid flat on my heart that beats wildly. The leaves are spreading, the stream is murmuring, the moon shines on the mountains, the tide rushes against my defenses, I always wake up late at night, my endless thoughts and anxieties.
I always quietly count the times we were together.
I always greedily engrave your appearance in my heart, and then roll it up, entrust it to the distance.
In the city far away, there is a person I can love but not have, making me dizzy and restless.
I often wake up late at night, gazing at the unreachable distance, stroking your photos, letting my thoughts flow freely in the darkness, letting my concerns wander in the darkness.
I always expect, always fantasize, I always yearn for, always bewildered. I always think about you, worry about you, and wonder if I can really love someone like you.
Yes, loving you is my dream in this life and the next, no matter how much effort I put in, it's an unattainable dream.
No one knows me better than I do, and no one understands me better than I do, but I'm overly sentimental and give my heart's infatuation and madness. That's our shared secret, we quietly collect it together.
No matter how the years pass, no matter how time flows, no matter how things change, I still firmly hold this love, savoring it secretly.
That old love and affection, that hidden obsession and madness, always grows wildly in the corners where no one is.
I also suppressed the deep yearning, repeated it and repeated it, hidden and hidden. But you always make my inner dreams tremble at unexpected moments.
Love is like smoke stretched across the sky, longing is like a tide surging in the river of love, I always quietly call your name in solitude, and mingle with you in companionship, letting our emotions spark in the dark.
Your eyebrows are locked with a lingering affection, my eyes flow with deep love, our romantic flames always tremble slightly in the darkness, lightly knocking on my heart's love and lust.
In the spring, the scenery is beautiful, the dreams are dreamy, the love is cut and broken like the wind, the spring water flows unrestrained. I climb the lone mountain, gently take off my clothes, you always sway and stir my tides, letting your small boat set sail, anchoring and sailing far away.
When we are deeply in love, you said that there is no opportunity to meet in this life. I said that the occasional gatherings and companionship can link our love, even if we don't see each other, what's the point?
Look, the mountains, the rivers, the forests, all have footprints from you in your dreams, and I give you a beautiful spring in this way. I have exhausted half my life in crazy love, hoping to wander with you in dreams, to roam around the world together.
There will always be the fragrance of love, spreading across thousands of miles and thousands of waters, there will always be the entanglement of love, laid on our hearts.
There will always be cut off and unable to be recovered, in the four seasons, I'm withered and weak, just letting my yearning quietly accompany this life and this era of sorrow and anguish.
If you are well in your lifetime, what does it matter?
Dear, I just want you.
The joyful and exuberant sighs in my dreams, I only want my hands to hold high, to cherish and protect this love like meditation. Because you are my sky, vast and boundless, stretching far away.I can't cherish you like a reunion dinner with loved ones, I can only meet you in my dreams, it's hard to love you, and even harder not to love you! Across the seas and skies, I can't hold you back from being swept away by the current, close at hand and neighboring, yet far apart.
Let me in my dreams weave your thoughts into letters, and compile them into a book of scriptures from year to year, when my thoughts about you are overwhelming, you quietly browse them in your faraway land.
The author's introduction: Liu Qiushi, also uses the pen name Liu Ruhui, a member of Shandong Provincial Writers Association, and has published many works. Let words be the longest and most enduring companionship, and go with you along the way. If you like my writing, please like and follow!
