Dream Chihiro

Sitting in a dull, you can watch the clouds in the afternoon. Calmly calm... The warm sunshine slowly scatters, and the outline of the clouds is a little bit dazzling!

Stepping on the bridge paved with clouds, there are faint snow mountains in the distance. No one knows what the darkness of the misty mountains will live in! There are countless cherry blossoms on both sides, each spreading to both sides, not to the end...

When each cherry blossom petals fall on the soft clouds, they will blend into the clouds. It will not take long for the clouds to slowly dye the colors of the cherry blossoms. Then, it was a blush. Walking slowly, there was a door pavilion in front of you, and two red lanterns on both sides of the palace, the blood was bright. When I walked into the pavilion, the nightingale was filled with strange dimness. Suddenly, the lights on the shops on both sides of the street are lit up from near to far! At this time, it was actually a bustling market full of lights everywhere. The outside of the pavilion is still bright and white, and the sun shines through the cherry blossom forest with a bright and sad warm light...

In a short while, the crowd came in like a trend, and before they reacted, they were swallowed up by people. I bumped into the crowd, and it was Dongpu and Xiqiao. The street stalls are full of exquisite and exquisite gadgets! The smell of various foods floats in the store! It’s such a heaven and earth that comes into view!

The surging people are tidal, and the noise is like a rhythm chasing the reef... It’s ringing in the ear, there is no end.

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Countless gravel rolled into the abyss, echoing the sound of the rumble when the rock landed, deep and distant...

Spin, scatter, disappear, scales tear open yellow picture...

The sadness of sorrow is like a warm yellow color slowly smeared by the sunset under the cherry tree in the afternoon. The warmth in the air flows into the chest again, back to the heart along the dry blood vessels, and re-extracts new blood...

"Come on, remember not to look back!..."

Through the old and mysterious tunnel, you can still see the train passing by, making a sharp sigh...

When I look back again, I have to smash the entangled love and sorrow, and bury it deeply under the cherry tree next to Amber River... I never know when I will be smashed, maybe I will never know it later...-

Goodbye……

Fuzhou Jinsha Middle School Third Day: Wu Qiong