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Xuan out of the room, came to the West courtyard corridor, a few cherry blossoms sticking out from the wall, is the blooming powder in the branches.

As soon as the wind blows, several petals dance in the air. In the moonlight, the color of petals is almost transparent

They fell on his dark hair and fell on his kimono. The snow skirt was dyed pink and tender immediately

Under an eight fold cherry tree, there is smoke winding, looking from afar, just like mist.

The petals are not shaped by fumigation, as if, on a piece of rice paper, the flowers are blackened by clouds.

Unreal ethereal.

Dazzle the wood creak, walk forward.

Zuo en just turned to look at him.

Scarlet cigarette butts, under the cover of night, twinkled with starlight.

Cherry blossoms are falling all over the steps.

And Zuo en sat on it in silence.

I don't know why, the more brilliant the cherry blossom, the more lonely.

Maybe it is because the flower group is too busy, but it makes the lonely people more embarrassed.

Dazzle Xuan eyebrow gently wrinkled: "so late, how not to sleep."

Zuo en lowered himself and snuffed out his cigarette. Moss was growing in the wet land.

There is a trace of indigo in the distant mountains and solemn in the near pavilions.

Corridor back to the balcony, blue tile liumu.

This is not my own home, but I live with my favorite people.

However, the one who loves most is the one who can't be close to.

Zuo en lowered his eyes and slowly vomited: "I want to sit here for a while."

Dazzle turned around, the moonlight at night added a desolation to his back: "go back to sleep. If you can If you can Please go back. "

The corner of the mouth of dazzle Cang snow color is pursed tightly.

His black hair was covered with several cherry blossom petals, shaking violently in the cold wind, just like a small boat walking in the sea without oars. He couldn't find a harbor to dock in.

Dazzle the heart of a burst of tide, his heart as cruel as a knife.

Please go back, if you can, really don't force me.

Please, don't, don't force me cruelly again!

Zoe, can you understand how I feel?

No, you'll never understand! Because you're not me!

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PS:

thank you for accompanying me slowly. Listen to my story quietly. I can really write it very carefully, very carefully, so carefully that even the lines of petals are shown to you one by one.

Please let me slowly embroidery, with my life to slow, quiet, exquisite embroidery.

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