Blue eye

In the season of rolling leaves and remaining edges, sadness overflows. The white clouds covered the sadness of the Angel. Did time change him or his mood? He couldn’t write clearly with a few words about his desire to speak, and the reality with broken wings made him tearful. Through the crevice of withered yellow leaves, I vaguely saw the blue tears of the Angel and the coldness of my heart. When spring comes and autumn comes, I sigh in a hurry. The days are as endless as a mirror. Blue tears mixed with deep sadness, making me look deeper, more lingering and lonely. He walked on the Earth, timid, hesitant and stumbling, like a ghost child who was in a desperate mood. Standing on tiptoe, looking up at the sunlight in the air, the dream is still out of reach. I didn’t know the direction that the loose steps were going to reach. My sight happened to be hidden by the dust in the world, and Faith was also taken away. The clear eyes of the Angel are hard to hide the light sadness, the blue tears soaked in the heart, the sad spring flowers and autumn fall, the time comes and goes, the children in the world have the sorrow of growing up. The ordinary people’s eyes gradually contained more, and there were too many helpless sufferings in the world of mortals. The more he saw, the more frustrated his heart became: When will the dust settle down and replace it with warmth and purity? The wind pierced quietly, and the swirling fallen leaves carried the summer dream and found a destination. The withered land was buried forever, leaving silently. The innumerable sufferings in the days tortured too many people-those orphans forgotten by fate in the unknown dark corner. Come Lonely, walk lonely. The down-and-down Angels have brought too much compassion to these suffering people, and they are at a loss. The tears of light blue and cool are not the purest weak water gathering in this world, but the bitterness and sadness which are more mellow than the land. The original pure voice seemed to be taken away by the rustling wind mixed with sadness, choked by dust, or maybe he was too helpless and depressed to speak any more. When will the warm rising sun shine on the cold land in the corner? The dream hidden in the white clouds, with faint blue light shining, looked up with great efforts, which turned out to be so far away. He is also an abandoned child left by God. He is down and out, and his steps are messy and lost. The saddest thing is to see that the world is bleak but helpless. The branches dancing in the darkness panicked the lovely creatures perched on, fluttering their wings and running away at a loss. This broken state of mind was filled with the moans of unfortunate people who endured many sufferings, his broken blue tears fell into the crack of the dry earth. Pedestrian Trinidad, dreams chang xiang yi. A lifetime of persistent, end roots. The Blue Tears of the Angel, who is praying for a little peace in chasing dreams? Like (prose editor: Ink drops into wounds) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…