a letter from Yutu

Once upon a time, the mortal me, the young ignorant, the heart is like a glass, simple and abundant, in the rabbit group, I can always hear the whispers of the sand like a wind, and my heart is like a flower that counts my own lines. My occasional good thoughts simply ended up with a marriage. It’s finally an accident, but it’s a matter of course, life, it’s fate, so that you can find me in the distance. Seeing me at first sight, I will praise my beauty and make me love. I open my red eyes and let your fine hands touch on the back. The joy at that time is like a mountain spring. It feels like an ant. Wandering, then, you hold me into my arms, let my lonely heart have a home, happy, because you can enjoy your sweet smile in the vicinity, a jewel on the three lips that are very happy is uncharacteristic like a star Shining like a glow, the flash of sweetness and softness of your eyebrows has forgotten the time.

The days that follow you to the moon palace are still very short, accompany you every day, listen to you, see you, and gradually become homework. Your soft voice and sweet smile will take you to sleep with me. Although I missed the mortal world and woke up from my sleep, I want to leave you in front of you and you are all human. And you, obviously, have read the attachments in my eyes, knowing that I can be willing to accompany you all the way to the smoke.

Gradually, you began to ask me some silly questions, but this is the case, I am more willing to lie on your side to be a silent listener. When you are silent, you will be accompanied by beauty and beauty day and night. You will smile and open your mouth. The whole time and space will flow out of the soft fragrance and attach to you. At this time, the fascination like your blush is hanging on your face with your happiness. It is meticulous and gentle. I just put these quiets into my heart, and I am afraid that I will live up to the bad time of this season.

Your mourning is always deep. When you see your unhappiness, I will be willing to become gravel and sink in the soil, waiting silently. I guessed your annoyance in my heart, and even tried to throw it all out for nine days, even if it was raining, it was not hurt. The night is so cool, and the silence at this time is the testimony of your concern. You, but I am worried about me, sighing alone.

Unfortunately, my mind is too small, I have to sit quietly opposite you. Although I can't lift my hand to wipe away the tears from your side, I can't ask: How to get back your happiness yesterday, then make the rain curtain and arch the past. Your heavy eyebrows.

It is a kind of joy to accompany you every day. It is a waste to not see you. It’s a day and night to squint, and then look at the world, like the lines of the world, I don’t even dare to greedy even the deepest color, just because you are fluttering and coloring. Into a touch of Danqing, washed away the dusty scene, let me follow the horizon, I have already taken it seriously.

The horizon is far away but close at hand. Some people, some things, the closer they look, the more cherished, the more pleasant the surprise, the happy is the juvenile daring, dare to marry the Tiangong to invite beautiful people.

Fourth grade: crown baby