Spring flowers and autumn moons are the most beautiful times in the world, the most romantic yearning in the world, who does not have spring flowers in their dreams, who does not have autumn moons in their memories.
I like spring flowers and unforgettable autumn moon, there are several springs in life, bringing me hope, bringing me beauty, and even bringing me harvest. Some people say that autumn is the harvest season, that is nature, in our lives, as long as you work hard, as long as you have been working hard, which season can also harvest.
Many of my good things change in the spring, so I like spring, I like the vitality of spring, I like the beauty of spring, I like the warmth of spring.
Autumn should be a sweet season, should be a warm season, fruitful, golden corn, red apples, sweet grapes, which autumn is not the harvest season, but my autumn, always sad, do not know whether it is the fate of the arrangement or the coincidence of timing, sad and happy clutch, my autumn only sadness without joy, only the separation without closure, maybe everything is doomed in the dark.
The first love is beautiful, unforgettable, not rhymed with the world, I gave a fiery heart to a familiar her, originally fantasized about walking the road of life with her, originally expected a kind heart to bring me warmth and passion, originally dreamed of our beautiful future.
The most ruthless language in the world is not a combination of evil words, but silence, I don't know what kind of mood she feels when the arrow of love that carries my body temperature hits her, I don't know what it feels like when a sincere and fiery heart is held in the palm of her hand.
She was silent, my eyes were tearful, in this world, I never doubted my own vision, and never regretted my choice, I really want to connect my life with her, I really want to give her all my love world.
In that black autumn, I really don't know how I spent it, there was no sunshine, it was difficult, living like a year was my state of mind at that time, on the road of life, there were countless goodbyes, but that goodbye, I really didn't want to say, because I was afraid that I would never see her again.
That Mid-Autumn Festival night, is the most memorable in my life, the round moon does not understand my heart, the moon has clouds and sunshine, people have sorrows and joys, the moon of that day is so round, I don't know if she is also like me, thinking about the round moon, the moon is round, what about people? What about my people? What about the people I love?
A bright moon hangs in the sky, a few lines of tears drip in my heart, that kind of moon I will never forget, that kind of autumn I will never forget.
Since that year, all my autumns have been associated with sadness, and the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival is full, and it is also someone else's full moon, and that is also someone else's happiness.
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