Lyric prose of confidante

The lyrical prose of the confidante beauty 1 wants to keep time, leave the years and leave the past encounters.

Think, seize the pointer of time, let it shake in my hands forever, think, lie on the track of years, let this slow and speeding train stay by my side. I'll tell you at will.

In a beautiful moment, I will show my innocence and willfulness. I will hold your hand shyly and let you know that you are waiting in my dream.

You are the flower of my previous life, and the lotus that I dream of in this life. Long gaze, the still water in the depths of your eyes, how I wish to paint this moment as plain silk, so that you and I can freeze in the shadow of the sky. Never leave, never regret. Let the green mountains and green waters witness the enthusiasm in your life and mine.

At that moment, touching the deep sea, the sound of the waves is still the same, and the tide is beating against the bank, arousing a century of loneliness, letting the buds in your hands bloom beautiful petals for you, and letting the fragrance float into your suspicious heart. You don't have to hesitate or wander. I use the water of life to nourish your thirsty heart. I use my whole life's energy to support your thin figure. You won't feel scared in the dark, and you won't feel lonely and lonely in the journey of life.

When I walk alone in misty rain lane, when I see your lonely back again, when I catch up with you, I tell myself that you are my beauty and my confidant. I won't let you disappear before my eyes, and I won't let my heart miss it again.

I use my enthusiasm to light the fire in the sky in your heart. I use my feelings to fill the dryness in the depths of your eyes. I won't argue for inevitability, let nature take its course, take it lightly and take it calmly. Because I waited for a long time, waiting for you "I can't see you looking back when flowers bloom and fall, and I miss you day and night, tears streaming down my face, and I hope you can look through the autumn water."

I can't play music for you without dexterous hands. My voice is not loud, and I won't sing love songs for you. I have no talent and poetry, and I can't seduce Tang poetry and Song poetry for you. I can't draw a blueprint for you. The only thing you can understand is the love in your heart, and the only thing you can feel is my enthusiasm.

Spring has gone to Qiu Lai and flown away, guarding your tenderness day and night, and I don't know when I can be with you. Please stay here seriously, don't be gentle in the night dream, and don't feel uncomfortable when you can't sleep at night. I want to be with you forever.

I stopped time and stopped years. I won't let you hide in the world of mortals, nor will I keep my heart waiting. Let's raise the sail of love for tomorrow and add a little sweetness to the bitterness of life.

I will light candles in the moonlight, and I will add a tea lamp to the round table. Will you have fun with me and have a cup of tea together? My beauty, my confidant.

Lyric prose of confidante II. The world, the world of mortals, Wan Li, in the dim light, inadvertently looking back, made a fate. Among all sentient beings, you smile and my heart fluctuates for you. The wind is light and the clouds are light, and plain clothes is like a haze, reflecting in my eyes, clear and transparent. A flower and a world, a thought and a fate, cherish when you meet. You are the girl with a beautiful pen that I miss very much. You have made my most beautiful life in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and your elegant 3,000 hair has completed my prosperous life. At the moment when eyes crossed, the bustling noise collapsed behind him. I have been sitting in Tang poetry and Song poetry for many years, waiting for this prosperous encounter. I did my best for you, my previous life, just to find you at this moment. I just want to wash away the lead with you. From then on, I will die every day.

We walked through Qian Shan together; Go through spring, summer, autumn and winter; After wind, frost, rain and snow, the flowers are brilliant and the fingertips are fragrant. Listening to the flowers bloom and fall that year, a lake of autumn water and a wisp of moss surprised the time of meeting. Jiangnan is picturesque, misty and rainy, and a painting outlines deep affection. In front of the inkstone window, I wrote down all the lovesick songs. I sigh, walking into the world of mortals, moved, is the achievement of my last life for thousands of years, which makes me get what I want in my life. I always thought that following my heart, I could finish my life safely, but after all, there are too many disappointments in this world. The full moon and the lack of it, getting together and leaving are undeniable scenes in life. Flowers bloom and fall, you turn your face, I bow my head, and I wake up from my dream.

Maybe in this world, there was a you, a me, and a peach blossom party. However, all this has long been rewritten by life, so many passers-by passed by, who is who's return? Don't ask how sincere the world is. You walked across the south of the Yangtze River, and your horseshoe was a beautiful mistake. You are not going home, but a passer-by, inadvertently making me grow old forever. From then on, I stood quietly in my heart. And I, standing on your rhyme, watch the boundless ferry alone, willing to be like a moth to the fire, endless resentment. Ask the wind again and again, have you forgotten when you were in the world of mortals? Have you forgotten the old alliance of Lingshan, which you made with Pu before the Buddha? Sad waiting, silent tears, drizzle, dusty dreams, I have been waiting for the fleeting time of that generation? You and I have been separated by a past, sadness and sorrow, who has forgotten to cling to it? All I can think about is the picture of me thrusting a thrush for you, and how many beautiful women Ceng Zui has won.

In this world of mortals, you and I are like this, and both ends of life have stood on the shore. We have never asked the fate of life and death. Why does it become forever in an instant? Who deserves * * *? If I had known the world was cruel, why know each other, know each other and love each other, why be like water. General feelings can shake the sky, but true feelings are like a flash in the pan. I used to have them, but I managed to catch the moon in the water, and my tenderness was finally drowned in all sentient beings. With the years you have passed, the lingering warmth is still there, traveling thousands of miles, and a heart swaying with the wind closely follows those once warm. I think hard in the old chapter, and the beauty of the past has become the past. Who can understand this meditation? Is it as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade, but the last enemy is just like water passing by? A spring river just ran aground for you, giving me unlimited space. I can't keep my confidante, and I have accumulated a lifetime of madness. Who can I entrust it to? You surprised my time, but you didn't gentle my years. I can't forget the tenderness you didn't intend to leave behind, and I am obsessed with writing for you, telling the lovesickness in the distant future to my heart's content. When the affectionate chapter is accomplished, I feel shocked that there is nowhere to send it.

Take care, the world is scattered. Once, whose heart was intoxicated by a simple note; His hand was once warmed by a strand of green hair; Whose eyes have been touched by a long-term relationship? Different from the past, the flowering period is getting farther and farther, breaking the fleeting time; Today and the past are different, Cangshan bears the snow, and the floating life is full of rest. A glimpse in confusion has become an inescapable fate. Have you ever paid the wrong price for your infatuation? If I am in your heart, why don't I have a rival of 3 thousand? What if you are in my heart and lose the world? Once the sea dried up and the rocks cracked, but now everything has changed. We used to fly together, but now it's empty. Flashy is gone, romantic is shallow, and flowers bloom for a season. Who awakened the sadness? A string of rain curtains, whose eyes are blurred? Whose face was abandoned by an ordinary piece of paper? As beautiful as flowers, love is deep and shallow, but unfortunately we can't change our destiny. Miss the flowering period, whose infatuation is waiting for you? Who will appear in your dreams after many years? In my dream, you were always there. If you think of me, please remember that the rosewood didn't go out and I didn't leave.

I will never forget that there was once a you; There was once a me; There was a time when flowers met. Watching your wandering back disappear into your eyes, you are full of melancholy. When I came, I swore to accompany the world of mortals. You and I look at each other affectionately, but we are bleak everywhere. Whose face blooms like a flower? Love was buried in that late autumn season. Now, whose heart is deeply concerned about the full moon. If each other is just a wrong love in the world of mortals, why can't the missed love go back? Time-like love, with the relentless washing of years, remains a vague and unforgettable. Tears trickled down my cheeks and dripped into the silent time. For a long time, no one has waited for anyone; Who hasn't been crazy about love in the world of mortals? How much I want to have each other, I will take a walk in life, travel all over the mountains and rivers, and travel all over the country. Immortals are not as good as earthly mandarin ducks. Unfortunately, the sky is infinite to me, and I can't keep my confidante. Who will accompany me on the road of mortals and join hands for a hundred years? ......

When I first met Huayi online, I thought we would be friends for life.

In the crowded and smoky chat room, we all think it is a miracle that two people like us can meet. There is no deliberate catering, no unintentional resistance, only too many identical feelings. Sometimes, what he wants to say is hit on the screen by him first. More often, he complained that my mouth was too fast and robbed him. Silence, only a heartfelt smile. I'm a little reluctant to leave. It's a very strange chat room, and no one is allowed to leave a phone number. He was in a hurry to leave, and I got disconnected again. I thought I missed it like this, and I felt a little sorry. After thousands of difficulties and dangers, he climbed up again, and he is still there! After confirming my identity, he broke it into several parts and entered his mobile phone number one by one without allowing me to explain. Then he left a smiling face and left. I took a deep breath.

The hard-pressed mobile phone number laid the foundation of our friendship.

After that, our chat mode is marathon. When we were both free, we found a chat room with few people and sat in front of the computer for four or five hours. We laugh at ourselves that this way is the juvenile style of Seeds of Love, but this ridiculous thing happened to us. But the way we open our hearts to each other is like a 100-meter race, and suddenly even our first love is frankly put on the screen. Our chat was irregular from the beginning. Even if we are true friends on the internet, the topic is from shallow to deep, and we will become friends after getting to know each other slowly. When chatting for the first time, we touched each other's deepest pain.

His pain is that he left, but my helplessness is that I can't stay now. Maybe that's why we want to stop. In life, some people have known each other for decades, but they still don't know each other, while some people may understand your heart only once. The appearance of Huayi makes me believe that it can be the same on the Internet. I am the kind of woman who looks very happy and naive, but her heart is deeply buried with pain. It is because I feel that writing pain on my face is harmful to others and not beneficial to myself. So my life is sunny in the eyes of others. At that time, I had just experienced a disaster in my life. The pain that belongs to me alone is tearing at my heart in sleepless nights. Everything is like an endless nightmare. Huayi was the only one who listened to me slowly pour out this nightmare.

There used to be a person who cried like a rainy day. Now, at the other end of the computer, Huayi whispered to me, "Phil, you make me feel bad." I feel very safe in my heart. The pain in my heart is knowing that one day my dream will suddenly break, and the illusion of happiness will crush my heart in the mistake of my dream. Hua Yi said, "Phil, how can your weak shoulders support such a heavy load of fate?" I said, "Huayi, no one can change the clouds in my sky, but you still hope to have a clear sky. Since pain can't be shared, can happiness be shared? " After a long silence, he finally asked, "Do you really want me to find my own happiness as soon as possible? Do you really care if there is such a day? " I smiled. "Huayi, I am not a greedy woman. You have the right to have your own happiness, the kind of happiness that" holds your hand and grows old with your son ". The fate of this network given to us by God is a special gift. I cherish it. I am satisfied, and getting it is not the best ending. If you find happiness, I choose to leave. The reason for giving up is not because I don't care, but because I feel that God has given me too much. If you are too greedy, you are afraid that you will be jealous of God and even take back everything he has given. " Occasionally on the phone, he said that my gentle tone is more like a Jiangnan woman. If I am close, it is also a kind of happiness to hear my voice often. Sometimes I am confused about what kind of friendship we should have, he said stubbornly. I don't believe there will be real friendship between the opposite sex. I said, there is an emotion, a little more than friendship and a little less than love. It's called "confidante" He pondered and said that he might try to accept my point of view. Soon, his working environment changed, he had little time to surf the Internet, and our contact was only short messages. But he was very busy. He sent a text message, but there was no news. He was still a short sentence "I'm in a meeting" and "I'm with a client", and he felt a little lost. If you choose silence, he will ask, "Do we still need to care if we are in touch every day?" I also feel that such feelings, with inner tacit understanding, do not need painstaking management. But I still can't help feeling a faint resentment. He felt it. He called me happily that day and told me that he had bought a laptop. Bitterness turned into emotion, thinking that I could go back to the past days, but it is still difficult to see his shadow on the Internet. I can't help laughing at myself. I actually hope that a man who works hard for his career will run online dating as a career. It's naive. He thinks it's ironic. Finally, one day, he said that he could spend the weekend with me online. The mood without surprises is already heavy, but I am still looking forward to it. I forgot to bring my mobile phone to work on Friday, and when I came home at noon, I saw an unread message and opened it casually. What I saw was "Phil, I had an accident and I'm lying in the hospital. Fortunately, I was only slightly injured. " He sent the message 15 at 8 am. I dialed his number with trembling hands, but the prompt tone told me that the phone was turned off. I'm really scared. I once saw a man who had an accident. At that time, he was conscious and had to help other injured people, but later he died in the hospital. The reason is that I hurt my internal organs.

And he never turns off his phone during the day.

I called him again and again, and my fingers were almost mechanical. Except for his phone number, my mind is blank. I don't know how long it took, but I finally heard his voice again and learned what had happened. His car jumped over the guardrail of the highway and turned over on the side of the road. He was in a coma for a day and a night. The doctor said it was a miracle that he survived. It's the third day since he texted me, and the doctor said that his life is no longer in danger. I lost him almost forever.

"Phil," he asked me on the phone, "if I really die this time, will you cry?" I said nothing, he didn't know I was crying. He added, "My mobile phone is broken. If I die like this, you'll never find me again, and you don't know what happened. What would you think if I disappeared? " He laughed as he talked, like a naughty boy. I shuddered. What he said has almost come true.

Think of the song "Never give up" sung by Liu Huan. "I thought the story of life was boring, but suddenly things changed." Life is short, and accidents will happen to each of us at any time, whether it is a friend or a confidant. We met in the vast network, and this fate was hard-won, not to mention the silent concern and infatuated tacit understanding. When we have it, we must cherish it. Maybe one day, we will really lose it, no matter what form it takes. Is the fate, the fate to let him go. Fate is faint, let him go well. Just leave that tenderness in your memory. Like the deepest pain in my heart, I stand on the edge of happiness, but I have to watch life fade like the afterglow of the sunset, but I can't save anything. I am addicted to that kind of pain and can't extricate myself. The appearance of Huayi gave me a happy reason. I am actually a woman suitable for a happy life. Before the pain gave me a heartbreaking ending, I chose happiness. Pain is endless, happiness will disappear at any time, so happiness is more worth cherishing. We should all live happily. This is my agreement with Huayi!

After the test of life and death, Huayi's concept has also undergone great changes, or I deeply felt the beauty of life. He said he wanted to start a new life, and I said yes. If this accident can make you end the life of an ascetic, that would be great. What I didn't say was

Huayi, I am willing to be your confidante all the time, even though thousands of miles apart. In fact, the distance between confidante and confidante is out of reach. This distance is in my heart and has nothing to do with the distance of space.

Even tomorrow, I choose to leave.