I have been in your world before. The moment when I danced with her.
This singer is nestling next to me. Her movements make a very light fragrance, ferragamobliss, even though the strong old quality reflect our emotions. In a trance, it seems that I am reminded of those years chasing the winter.
The silence, the last coolness, fell on the body, just like a clear flame. And we were like sitting on the bank, watching the river without any sound. I thought of what Salinger said about related encounters. He said.
I think love means wanting to touch and then withdrawing. At this time, I asked myself, how did I meet them? They appear at the right time. Sometimes, they are so unpredictable. Only then will it become clearer.
I think night is her color. She is very lonely and skinny.
I think so not only because she is beautiful. Far more beautiful than any corner in this city. Just after ten o'clock, a woman came over to chat with me, but I only looked at the singer in front of me. Because of her clear look. When she came again
Appearing in front of me, I had just finished the wine at the bottom of the glass. I had already consumed a pack of Hiltons and was drinking my sixth glass of Budweiser without ice. I walked up to her again and asked as calmly as possible, "You
When do you get off work? She said, 11 o'clock, or maybe later.
I said to her, it doesn't matter. I'll wait for you. She pushed her hair back with one hand and glanced at me. There was some hesitation. However, she quickly drank the vodka and orange juice in the glass.
Mixed drinks. Thank you for the wine, she said sweetly.
Then she said, you know what? You have a special taste.
Did I say special? The singer said slowly, yes. It’s the feeling that people will fall in love with.
I don’t know why I’m talking to this beautiful girl I just met. I think as long as I encounter a little bit of emotion related to those old things, I can’t help myself. We are like two similar animals, meeting in the wilderness
.Perhaps when you are alone, you always feel a lot of loneliness and desolation. However, people are like dust, and exceptions are always good. There will be some discomfort at first. But we have moved on from the past, and will leave the future to the passing years. In the end
We made our own arrangements. So, I waited for this girl hesitantly, because she didn't say not to let me wait. Although, she didn't say she would come back either.
Due to drinking too much alcohol, I vaguely felt that my stomach was beginning to burn. Three hours later, just when I was falling asleep, gentle hands suddenly placed on my shoulders, and I felt the warmth of my skin. Suddenly
Looking back, I saw her. She said, you didn't leave. I said, I said I would wait for you.
After the show ended, I immediately folded her program advertisement into 1/5 size.
Put it in your backpack and put it in Gaston's "The Psychoanalysis of Fire";
Suddenly I felt as if I had known her for a long time, quietly listening to the sound of the wind and walking along the path beside the inland river.
I also thought that when I talk to a singer on the phone, she is often the one who hangs up first because she has a bit of a mysophobia;
If she hadn't said the last words, she would have felt compelled to do so.
That day she said again, actually, I really want you to decline with me.
15 minutes later, Kurosawa Hikaru and his girlfriend also came. We had dinner together and then left.
After Qilixiang came out, the singer said, your back is always so unforgettable.
Me? I laughed at myself, I am not a bird. I have never flown.
That's not the case! You are just more awake than us. She slowly lowered her head and stopped looking at me.
I remember the singer once said that she did not understand what purpose it would serve; therefore, she could not accept the world as it was. She believed that she would live a slow and compromised life from now on; the feeling she felt at the time was clear.
Beyond its own chaos, it will never change. The chaos within it becomes a kind of dissatisfaction. I also think that in fact, what we can do is: either disappear from others, or leave ourselves.
This girl is wearing black clothes today, the texture and style are very beautiful.
She took out the cigarette calmly. When she lowered her head to the cigarette, her eyelashes were so beautiful. I thought that such a girl must have been owned by someone for a long time.
I suddenly felt ashamed. In fact, it was just because of this. So I asked her again, what is your favorite thing to do? She turned the red wine in her hand and looked at the dark color flowing on the side of the glass. She said, she would rather spend the evening in the evening.
, think of a flashing figure. She said. Sooner or later we have to meet a person, a substance, which gives you exceptions and can break many rules. Everyone who comes here has his or her own darkness. The important thing is
We can find beauty here.
However, this emotion is different for me. I asked myself, maybe this is just due to some kind of lack.
At that time, she asked me again: Can I lean on your shoulder? I said, yes. Then, I felt her fragrance across my face. I thought, her beauty lies in the elegance in it. I saw her
Her sleeves slipped, revealing clearly visible fine old scars. She also smiled and said that she had never complained about her indescribable lack:
Never hear a similar voice, never suffer the same pain and will.
The chaos inherent in all changes is symmetrical to the shadow and length of life.
The rest are like introverted habits. Just like I said to the singer, I'm looking for you.