And you

The drizzle in midsummer is trickle, just like the petals that have been scattered in your heart, waving one after another, wet your memory, and the line of Friendship connects me and you. According to your appointment, I will accompany you all the way. You don’t know where to start. Standing by the bridge, your eyes stare at the distance but you are silent. I know that the distance you look at affectionately must be the direction your butterfly flies. You said you were lonely, you said you felt old, but I couldn’t understand your words. I only remembered your humor and helpless eyes after getting drunk. After the rain, the maple forest has a secluded path, and the light wind cannot understand the raindrops on the green leaves for a long time. Just like I can’t understand you, I know I am not your friend, I only accompany you through the wind, through the rain, wandering with you all the way. I saw the drizzle on the lake, and the ripples dispersed layer by layer. The waves come and go. Your eyes look like the lake water. I can’t understand you for a long time, but I still accompany you silently. I pray for you with my everlasting sincerity and friendship: come back quickly, the mermaid in your heart! I will accompany you in the rainy season, in the drizzle River, under the umbrella of blue flowers, I still keep out the wind and rain for you; The Lake light and mountain color dilute a little chill; The silent footsteps came from the wind, that’s me and you wandering all the way. The mountain is silent and the water is silent. Your thoughts are the same as before, and your concerns are still the same. Your mermaid, please come back to you quickly! At that time, under the blue flower umbrella, I would turn around gracefully, wave my hand, leave quietly, with a smile floating away. In the quiet night of summer night, you under the moon, can you hear the melodious sound of Xiao from the distant mountain? It must convey my friendship as always! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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