Close to you, warm me.

Words bring us closer, and friendship keeps us warm. Inscription.

On a dark Sunday afternoon, the sun shone faintly and softly in the room through the branches and leaves. To cater to the leisure time, play a CD of Bi Shumin's prose that you gave me for your birthday, relax your tight body and relieve your nervous mood. In this quiet moment, under the baptism of words, a flower will slowly precipitate. Bathed in the sunshine, I read the letter you wrote to me, making the pages dark, and the warmth collided with my heart, spreading the warmth from the inside out. Looking at the sky outside the window, you are like that ray of sunshine, shining into my heart and brightening my eyes. I can't help approaching, feeling the warmth of the sun, and lengthening my memories of you in a blooming time.

I still remember the first time I met you, on such a bright and dull day. It's just a coincidence that I met you inadvertently.

The acquaintance with you is simple and ordinary, only because of that love and hobby.

This is a sleepless night. When I was browsing the literature website at random, I saw you who suffered from insomnia like me, and left your footprints in the collection of countless literary friends in the early morning. Following in your footsteps, I approached you, walked into your anthology, and began to get to know you warmly.

Your words are like your people, warm, calm and beautiful, like sunflowers.

In the article, your sunny attitude infected me. Your elegant words, like a melodious ditty, slowly entered my heart.

[1] Meeting you is as warm as a sunflower.

Meeting you is as warm as a sunflower, illuminating my dim life.

You said you fell in love with the words warm and bright, and you were willing to be a sunflower-like woman.

If you want to be a woman like a sunflower, you are a woman like a sunflower.

Your "A Sunflower" said: I learned to chase and collect sunshine like a sunflower. It's not how dark my heart is, but that I like and long for warmth. I stand on tiptoe to touch the sunshine, and my heart is warm and soft. Sunflower, with the heat of the sun, lives proudly, is humble, indomitable, honest and persistent.

Sunflower, you belong to the sun, and you are also attached to the sun. You strive to grow in the direction of the rising sun and bloom bravely. We should have firm faith and firm steps.

Independent and strong, you have a sunny attitude and a sunflower smile. You overcome all kinds of hardships in life and meet the surging waves in reality with a positive attitude.

Words are the clues for us to pursue happiness and the adobe for us to absorb nutrients. In other words, we breathe together and swim together. We need the warmth in the text, restore the dream of the text and fill the vacancy of the soul.

After reading your article, those words are like a warm little hand, gently sweeping my tired heart, washing away the floating bath in confusion, and supplementing me with positive energy.

Every article you write is a flower planted at your fingertips. Those flowers are so beautiful and full of vitality that I like them deeply. I can't help but stop and venture close to them, just to pick those warm words into my heart, just like planting sunflower seeds, let them take root and sprout in wet soil, blossom and bear fruit. Close to the sun, close to the sun, you wish you could be like a sunflower. No matter how gloomy you are, you should chase and collect the sun and catch a warmth.

You are the most beautiful sunflower in my heart. When I meet you as warm as a sunflower, I am willing to be your soil and nourish your growth with the warmth you need. Even if the distance is far away, even if my ability is limited, I am so anxious that soon after I met you, I made no secret of my love for you in QQ space and told you: "Zixing, it's good to meet you!"

[2] It's really nice to meet you.

It's good to know you.

Every time I chat with you, I always have a good feeling in my heart, as bright as sunshine and as warm as sunflower.

You used your sunshine to sweep away the haze accumulated in the corner of my mood, and you used your warmth to melt my frozen heart. You said that meeting me in that shallow time unexpectedly added a deep stroke to your life. And I, why not, in this faint day, was moved by your unexpected encounter. In this quiet and warm time, you threw the bright and shining window lintel into my heart lake through words, causing ripples and splashing waves.

Counting the past, the encounter in that paragraph left me too much moved.

I still remember my first intimate contact with you, which was a leap from the internet to reality. I have your number in my mobile phone. When you spend the day, my heart is pounding. How long has it been since I was greeted like this? Listening to your sweet voice, imagining your gentle appearance. That moment is like knowing a long-lost friend, endless words, endless words. You said you liked the truth. On that day, we really talked a lot about life, words and feelings. The warmth of radio transmission made me feel unprecedented care and concern for the first time.

You said you like to chat with me every day, but it's just some gossip. I said, how like a couple? You said couples can't talk like us. Then you invited me to open a couple's space together. Although I seldom go there, I receive your flowers and hugs from time to time, and I am favored by you.

I still remember the days when we talked about literature and novels together. When * * * constructs the plot and characters in the novel and communicates the shortcomings in the text with each other, it is easy to arouse the resonance of * * * and it is easy to find a spiritual fit.

Once, you asked me to write lyrics with pictures of maple leaves. Because the level is limited, I am afraid that I am ignorant of the text, which leads to everyone's articles being unremarkable. However, with your persistence and encouragement again and again, we finally finished our creation and dream together.

Walking on the road of literature, we trust each other, encourage each other, embrace each other, express our feelings in words, describe our lives and express our thoughts. In the extension of words, we are deepening this friendship day by day. In the shallow time, we managed this precious friendship together, and our love for you deepened day by day in this watery life.

Dream of the sky, we fly together, the spring season, the most beautiful April on earth, because your arrival is beautiful and warm, open your palm, I am eager to hug you; Open your heart and wait for happiness. Indulge in the golden sea of flowers, sunshine all the way, warmth all the way. You are a sunflower in full bloom in the rape field, dazzling and beautiful.

[3] Beyond words, it is life.

Emotional, we dream in words, but we are awake in life.

We always crave the temperature of words, but life outside words is cold and self-aware.

Words are beautiful and life is realistic. No matter how beautiful the words are, life can't get rid of the secular after all. When facing life, words are sometimes pale. Greetings between words can only give you shallow warmth and stretch your locked brows. The fragrance of words can't relieve your physical pain, leaving you only a faint fragrance. In the text, there are traces of sunshine and helplessness of life. Always tell yourself, tell you, live a good life and try to smile. And deeply understand that the most important thing in life is words. 1/3 123 Last page