The taste of longing

The taste of missing

The taste of missing, each of us should remember the people who have left memories in our lives. There are always those unforgettable good things in the traces of time, no matter what Past or present. The beauty of the past, remember the laughter and hugs of the present. See what it feels like to miss you. The Taste of Missing 1

Missing is a sweet and sour taste, missing is a gentle heartache, missing is a deep melancholy, missing is a concern that stays in my heart all the time, that It is a taste that only distinguished people can taste.

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In September, the soft and quiet night always makes people feel the kind of floating and melancholy beauty. I like to be alone in such a night, thinking quietly. When you are thinking, you may read a good book that you have read many times under the soft light, or listen to a faint old song, stand in front of the window and admire the light blue moonlight, or sit on the silver screen. In front of the user, tap lightly with your fingertips to type out words that represent your mood.

In the dead of night, I closed my eyes and leaned gently on the swivel chair, with a thoughtful and missing image in my mind. Due to work requirements, my wife and I have been living apart for five years. At this moment, the taste of longing is like chewing gum, sweet and fragrant in the mouth. Listening to music, thinking about your lover, watching the night, recalling our past feelings, sensitive and lonely thoughts, sweet and beautiful words, flowing in the quiet night, with curls of smoke. In a trance, the figure of my lover appeared in the clear and light smoke. Her shallow smile and slightly melancholy eyes made me forget the hustle and bustle in the bustling depths, forget myself, and forget about loneliness.

I don’t know how many nights I have missed you. The trees in front of the window have yellow leaves, mottled and swaying, and the fallen leaves have drifted all over the place. Autumn has arrived, and the drizzle is my concern for you. In the silent night, I stood in front of the window, looking in your direction alone, and strands of the past rose up from the lingering drizzle, making my eyes confused. A song "Belated Love" filled my study room like fog, over and over again, my heart fluctuated with the beating notes, and the slightest stirring that penetrated my heart and spleen made my eyes blurry. Through the mist, I can vaguely see your deep gaze and gentle smile. Therefore, there is a faint feeling of missing you.

Missing is a heart’s deep longing for another heart; missing is a deep feeling, a deep love, a silent thought, a quiet thought. Quiet thinking; missing is a ray of lovesickness, a little concern, a kind of painful happiness; she often breaks into my thoughts inadvertently, mobilizes every nerve in me, and allows me to gain something from this kind of entangled longing. A little happiness, emotions quickly sublimate. The feeling of longing is really subtle. It can be the deep attachment between lovers, or it can be the whispers between lovers. It can be a monologue about an object, or it can be a tremor of the soul. Missing has shortened the emotional distance, and it is an emotional station and a warm bookstore.

There is no wind or rain tonight, only my thoughts are flying in the air. In a corner of my heart, the vines of longing kept growing wildly, wrapping me tightly around me. Many times, there is no way to miss the past. Yellowed photos, noisy memories, gradually blurred faces, reaching out your hand, but can't catch anything. However, there are always some things that remain at the bottom of our lives. Deep and shallow traces, when the thoughts pass by gently, you will not feel pain, only a sense of warmth! I feel so lonely without you! I thought I was a strong person and could face everything calmly, but now I know I was wrong! Everyone has a fragile side, but a lonely soul cannot be hidden under the strong appearance!

I have always thought that it is a happy thing to have someone worthy of my concern and concern. Some people say that love is not a chance encounter. They believe that encounters and separations are destined to happen somewhere. People who are thoughtful will always remember each other no matter how far away they are. Unintentional people are close at hand but far away. People who are meant for each other to the end are meant for each other from the beginning, I believe that.

Missing you is a kind of lonely sadness, missing you is a kind of sweet bitterness, loving someone is not lonely, thinking of someone is lonely! But I would rather enjoy this loneliness alone!

I always thought that happiness is ahead, in the future that can be pursued. The people I have hugged, the hands I have held, the songs I have sung, the tears I have shed, and the people I have loved are happiness. . In countless nights, the words said, the phone calls made, the people missed... Perhaps, everyone will keep something forever, such as a faint smile, such as constantly moving forward. This scene is so warm that it makes time forget the flow and tears forget the temperature. We keep the past in our hearts, and everything will eventually become memories...

Drinking coffee, the bitter taste, thinking about the happiness and sadness of the past, although they are all in the past, you can still feel it That realness and reality. So, a deep, clear liquid as warm as coffee! When my thoughts cannot help but flow out, I will see the whole process of the world from clear to blurry, and my heart will become clear and clear at the moment of missing. Sometimes if you love too long, your heart will be broken; if you wait too long, your heart will dry up!

Some people compare the taste of loneliness to coffee, with a slight bitterness and a slight sweetness. My own feeling is the taste of loneliness, which should be very close to tea, with a mellow and light fragrance. Looking out the window, the thick night and the lights all put me in this ethereal world. Gradually, I felt that the words were so pale, so pale that I couldn't fully express the beauty of the night. clear. It's not that I miss you because I'm lonely, it's just that I'm lonely because I miss you. Along with this familiar melody, my thoughts begin to spread. The expectation and desire, the longing and passion, dance to the beat of the music! My thoughts travel through time and space, and my heart meets my heart. Your tenderness is only waiting for me. It turns out that loneliness is not lonely, it turns out that missing is so lonely and beautiful!

Sometimes I feel that I am in another world, as if I am very close to the moon, so close that I can feel the coldness. Surrounded by mist and white clouds, the occasional chirping of night birds is sometimes distant and sometimes near, vaguely visible. When I calmed down and listened carefully, it was completely silent. Let yourself be completely intoxicated in the world where the night is deep and the moon shadow drifts.

In the quiet night, I gradually lost myself, my thoughts flying randomly in the air. The distant lingering sound will induce a faint longing in my heart. Every night I walk back with my own long and short shadow, always thinking that you will suddenly appear at the corner on the way home, stepping on the little hope, every step is like dancing on the top of my heart...

It is best for the longing to be indifferent and become the permanent support of hope. But I just want to use all my patience to survive this long night and embrace a better tomorrow. At this time, the low and soothing music is like a glass of rich red wine. When you are drunk, you can taste the taste of longing. The Taste of Missing 2

Others say: "Missing is a kind of happy sadness, a kind of sweet melancholy, and a kind of warm pain." Is this true? I just feel that I miss you so much that I don’t know what to do. What are I trying to...try to do? My dear ones torture me so much. I patted my head hard several times, trying to shake off even a little bit, but my love, how do you want me to suppress it? The hustle and bustle of the world cannot sweep it away, and the gentle wind and passionate sun can only fan its flames. Oh, my dear, are you so proud to torture me just because I love you with my whole life? Don't do this, don't do this, I will cry. You said you felt overwhelmed when I cried in front of you for the first time. What if I cried a second time? I really couldn't hold back those tears. Sometimes I really can't stand it anymore, and I dream about hugging you. My dear, let’s not be separated in the future, okay? After listening to your experiences and plans, let me express my opinions; after accepting your touch and kiss, let me wrap my arms around your neck and act coquettishly. Let us continue to inject new content into our love and be in love forever.

Someone also said: "When the moon is curved, my thoughts are also curved; when the moon is round, my thoughts are also round. No matter whether the moon is curved or round, it is a bright song. poetry.

"But tonight, it was a rainy night. In the dark night sky, only raindrops were flying. Oh, and also, it was my thoughts that were flying. Although she was soaked by the rain, she still did not lose her way. , for a beloved one, she refused to come back for a long time.

The rain took away my soul, walking on the rainbow bridge, walking towards a tree, by the way, you just said, You want to be a tree, and I want to bloom on your branches together with the sun. I agreed and really turned my spirit into a red flower. How could she ignore you? You, only one person can express the meaning and value of her life, that is you, my dear,

Do you understand?