A masterpiece of lyric prose about parting

There is a kind of parting, which is to wipe away tears and dare not look back. The following is a masterpiece of lyric prose about parting that I brought for your appreciation.

A Masterpiece of Parting Lyric Prose: Parting

The rain gradually stopped and the noise in Beijing gradually recovered.

As the sun sets, a touch of rosy clouds covers the sky, passing through the cracks in the trees, and dyeing the faint grass on the roadside. The boat is sailing, and the rhythm of sunset is slowly approaching the lake.

Looking back on their time together, only one day, they met and met, maybe they didn't know each other. But one tenth of each other already has you and me in their hearts. They share each other's stories, and the sadness and laughter in the stories have already been printed in each other's minds. Reluctantly left this city that does not belong to him, and I couldn't help feeling a little sad.

It's time to say goodbye to her. "Honey, maybe I can't say that, so blame me for being romantic. When I leave, I may not meet again, but I will miss your charming figure, flowery face and your fragrant smell. I will cherish every minute here forever. At this moment, I pray to heaven day and night, with no regrets. I hope we will meet again. "

With heavy steps, I turned and embarked on the road of parting. The past crept into my mind. Tell yourself again and again not to be sad, because she doesn't belong to me. Suppress your emotions again and again. But it's still hard to bear the pain of parting. Somehow, tears have slipped. Facing the autumn wind, I stayed alone in the "red ocean" under the sunset and neon lights.

Tears blurred my eyes and vaguely saw a familiar figure appear in front of me. Waiting quietly, as if waiting for the arrival of a person. She slowly closed her eyes and tears fell. This sad tear is destined to flow away from my heart. Helpless tears! He opened his eyes and she stood clearly in front of him. It's her, the one who makes him miss and worry. The unexpected meeting excited him. I approached her slowly, trying to say something, but I didn't say it after all. Just naturally hold other slender hands. Looking at her wet eyes, he didn't have the courage to speak again. I can only let tears flow in my heart. Look at her quietly and communicate with her attentively.

In this autumn evening, the leaves are colorful and fall all over the sky like flowers.

Two people, standing still in the street, feel each other's love and warmth. Happiness at this time reminds us of the past. Look at that beautiful face, this moment has become forever.

The distant bell interrupted them. Hug for the last time and then break up. "Please take care of yourself. Goodbye. "

One is walking and the other is standing. Two people happen to coincide to hold the token in their hands on both sides. Drifting away, tears drop again.

Holding hands and hugging prove how much we love each other.

I hope this parting is only temporary.

A Masterpiece of Parting Lyric Prose: Parting

Your delicate hands hold my arms tightly, and your black hair is wantonly rolled up and hung down by the rustling north wind. So we walked to the station, far apart. My heart is bleeding, but I dare not show the slightest sadness in front of you, for fear that a casual move will shake away the lingering tears in your eyes.

The railway station in the capital is magnificent, but we have no intention of visiting the spectacular scenery. It was sunny when we met yesterday, but today's departure is full of gloom. The waiting room was crowded with people. We snuggled together and tried to talk about some interesting topics, but no matter how hard we tried, what we said was always so frustrating. You've been holding my arm. It seems that as soon as I let go, I will fly away like a yellow crane.

I said: don't be sad, we will be reunited!

You sigh: Will it really happen again?

I am speechless. Psychological contradictions are great. To tell the truth, I want to stop time and feel your warm arms again. However, I hope the train will come into the station soon, so that I can avoid your eyes at once, and I will find a corner that you can't see as soon as possible, so that the repressed tears can be vented happily. I don't want you to see me sad, because that will only make you sad.

As time went by, the whistle of the train finally sounded in the feeling of tearing. Your tears are falling, and I dare not face your eyes again. I can only pretend to be smart and say: don't be sad, I'm leaving! In fact, I know you're already in pain. How can I soothe your heart with my understated words of comfort? But what else can I do? The longer we spend together, the harder it is to part. I don't want to look back, but you, running all the way, hugged me at the ticket gate for the last time! This is an eternal hug! Maybe we will never hug like this again in this life. We hugged each other tightly and hoped that the world would suddenly collapse, so that no one could separate us! But reality is reality after all! Your tears wet my shoulders, penetrated into my heart and turned into a heavy boulder!

I stepped on the train. Buried his head in a thick cotton-padded jacket, tears could no longer be controlled. I can feel that people around me are surprised, but I can't hold back at this moment! The carriage repeatedly played Adu's "Farewell", which seemed to preface my mood:

I kissed your mouth deeply/but I couldn't stop your tears.

Now my heart is broken because of you.

Crazy night/sleeping people are sleepy in the heavy rain.

I suddenly hate this world/because I left.

These shoes are worn out/I'll walk with you all night.

Until your heart stops bleeding/your tears run out.

The sky keeps flashing with thunder/light, and everything in my heart is dark.

I was in tears and counted the time in my sleep. Your journey is shorter than mine, so you will be home soon. Suddenly, a short message came from the mobile phone. When I open it, it's your safety information when you get home. Why do we always have so many tacit understandings? Why do we always suffer when we really love each other? Why? Too many. Why? I dare not think any more, for I am afraid I will cry again.

The only thing I can do now is to bless you. I will always keep a pure land for you in my heart, and I hope to meet you in that pure land in my dreams every night.

A Masterpiece of Parting Lyric Prose: Say Goodbye

Jiang Yan once wrote "Biefu", in which there is a sentence that "the fascinated person just left", which is sad to read. The ancients are still hurting each other, and today people should be together. Parting is always helpless. On the platform, a pair of lovers "held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes, but they were speechless and choked up", hugged and kissed goodbye, with thousands of tears. Every time I see this scene, I always cry silently in my heart. Although modern transportation shortens the space distance between people, it is not easy to survive, which makes us leave often. Fortunately, it is no longer the kind of "your reward is not yet due" of the ancients. You just need a ride to see it, and the horizon is close at hand.

"Affectionate parting from injuries since ancient times is even worse, leaving the clear autumn festival in the cold." Seeing the fallen leaves piled up on the ground when parting in autumn, there is a feeling of bleak autumn wind and autumn rain. It is the most painful thing for lovers to leave. Yesterday, it was warm and affectionate. Today, we live far apart. I think it will stop the tears. Separation from parents is a heartbreaking thing, as a poem proves: "She sewed and mended carefully for fear of delaying him coming home late"? The separation of brothers and sisters is also melancholy. "If you know where the brothers are climbing from a distance, there will be one less person in the dogwood." Only those who leave can understand this loss. I am a sentimental woman, and I always cry when I see others leave. There is always a forced separation in life, whether it is temporary or permanent, we should accept this situation and believe that we will meet in a certain period of time.

Jia Baoyu in A Dream of Red Mansions was saddened to see his departure. He was afraid of falling into the mud and scattering his petals in the water. Daiyu even put the fallen flowers in her pocket and planed "Hua Zhong" with a flower hoe. The parting of fallen flowers and flower branches is endowed with beautiful expectations, and a song "Flower Burying Song" is sung from generation to generation. "Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers more", and the temporary flowers will be brighter and redder in the coming year.

People are emotional, always looking forward to a "full moon" and always crying when they leave. Parting is sometimes for a better reunion. The pain of parting will bring out happy flowers, the moon will be round and the flowers will bloom. ...