A cry of sorrow.
With the formation of geese far away, the
Disappearing in the clouds.
The cold is gone.
Crossing a thousand mountains and rivers
To find your paradise.
Look at the beautiful autumn chrysanthemums.
The beautiful red leaves.
Slowly.
And the tall pine, the
The white snow.
With love and reluctance.
I have entrusted you with my love
Amidst the bleakness of the sky and the cold wind
Buried deep in hope.
In the rumbling remembrance!
Perhaps.
I will not come again.
To meet you in the north.
A long time in the future
Everything is gone with the wind
The dust of history is scattered
In the yellowing pages
I'm looking for the wisp of
The heart-wrenching youth.
into the arms!
About the Creator
Ma Luo se
Love is not only a sentiment but also an art。
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