beautiful

The cold wind ravaged the vague world and listened to the heartbeat of the earth. I looked at the blue sky, the sky was still so awkward, the white clouds floated there, the thoughts were turbulent there, and the restless heart accelerated in the tide of the years. As if you will go with me from the light wind. I have thousands of reasons for not letting you leave me. Thousands of unwillingness, tens of thousands of reluctance, will not let your beauty disappear in my vision, and let your selflessness and kindness pass away in this world. Please tell me why you are leaving? It’s the cruelty of the red dust that makes you helpless. It’s this ruthless world that makes you helpless, or... please don’t leave me, bring me! ! !

Looking at the tall back of you, is it a shock or a wave that hits this helpless heart, and it hurts me so much. What blurs my sight? It’s that you are leaving to make me sad, I can’t afford to save myself. Why are you leaving? why why?

Follow your footsteps, I wave my wings, face your sad tears, endure the pain, with the bloody heart, I flew to the blue sky and flew to your arms.

I was shocked, blood stained your heart, tired scars, faint pain in the lingering tears, although you have not revealed, but I feel your heartbreaking pain.

The green sea on the eve disappeared under the ruthless butcher's knife. Vitality and lushness have ceased to exist; some are just a lot of scars and pain that can't be said.

The floral butterfly shadow, but now only leaves the withered petals and memories, can only find in the lingering water. Where did the beauty of the past go? Where did the tenderness of the past be like water and fly back? Tears sprinkled again on the piece of love, and took me to recollect.

Flying over the green mountains and green waters, crossing the white clouds, looking for something, how much can you find? That is Qingshan, is it Xiushui? No, that blue has disappeared, and it is easy to say the water; only the piece of gray is left, only the piece is dirty: only the dream of the sunset, only the dream of the incomplete. It seems that the world has never had that beauty, leaving only the ten thousand sad reasons.

I was crying there, and the cold wind wanted to hit the thunder in my face, hitting my heart, tired, tired, and sore. I can't make a sound, I can only call forever. I hope that you can change your mind and ask the god of death not to take you away from the world.

Looking at the back of you, I understand everything. I don't want to stay because it's a relief for you, even though you've been suffering.

When the hunter pointed the cold gunpoint at me, I didn't want to dodge. I didn't want to regret it in the bloodshot, because it was my greatest happiness to be with you. When I left the last tear, I flew to your arms, went to pursue the good, and created another blue sky, and rounded the dream.

You and I are not butchers, please take away your sword and stop hurting her. Please don't let a tragedy happen, it is a call from the heart and the future. Don't let your tears stay, don't let the new one get hurt again.

The First Half of the Experimental Middle School of Haishu District, Xiamen, Fujian Province: Xie Shiwei, the first class