I tried to hold your hand on a windy day. However, the rain gradually became so heavy that I couldn't see you. How long will it take before I can be by your side? Maybe I will be better off until it clears up.
I thought love could overcome everything, but who knew she was powerless sometimes.
I thought love could fill up the regrets in life, but it is love that creates more regrets. The ups and downs keep repeating themselves in a love.
It's raining in the sky, there are many dark clouds, and the drizzle of rain pours down in an instant. The cold-toned gray clouds unexpectedly cover the seven-color rainbow nine days away, and the rain trembles. I sit in front of the window, Looking at the scene outside the window, the trees and the house seemed to be shrouded in light smoke. The raindrops hit the awning with a loud thud, the raindrops hit the glass window with a thud, and the raindrops fell on the ground and splashed with water. Hazy. Hazy, like being in a fairyland.
I like this kind of weather, it is gloomy and dull, it seems to cover everything, leaving no gaps in the sunshine; however, I also hate this kind of weather, every time it appears, it means the invasion of a nightmare.
"Ms. Ye, it's raining a lot today, so you'd better wear more clothes." The nurse who pushed in the door brought me breakfast, smiled sweetly at me, and covered my knees.
I laughed: "It's okay. In fact, my health is already fine."
The nurse smiled and said: "Ms. Ye, do you like watching the rain?"
I nodded and smiled erratically: "It's not that I like rain, but I like a legend about rain."
"What legend is this?" The curious voice of the nurse came towards me as I raised my head.
I looked out the window and said softly: "It is said that there is a couple of angels in heaven, and they live very happily there. The female angel is in charge of human emotions, but she loves to cry. The male angel calls her a crybaby! The male angel is The rain god is in charge of rainfall on earth, but their happiness does not last long. God does not understand true love, so he separates them and tells them that they will never meet each other. The male and female angels felt it was unfair and cursed before separation: Although we are separated We are far apart, but our hearts will always be together. Every time we meet each other in our hearts, it will rain in the world and people will be in a low mood!!"
"It's a beautiful story, where did Miss Ye hear it?" the nurse asked with interest as she served me the food.
I was about to speak, but when I hesitated, I saw a line of words. My eyes widened instantly, and it seemed as if years of depression had accumulated in my chest.
"Ms. Nurse!" I interrupted her and pointed to the newspaper under the table: "Can you let me read that newspaper?"
My heart has long been dark, and there is nothing to ignite. I only have a drop of tear in the corner of my eye, how can I light up the world. My hatred for you has gradually become less, but my love for you is still immeasurable. Wandering between forgiveness and despair, the only feeling is hurt, hurt, hurt!
I thought that these days of getting along with each other had obscured his sharp edge.
I think his warmth these days comes from the true love in his heart.
I thought he chose me between me and Ye Ruoyi. I thought the slap he gave Ye Ruoyi that day was the best love for me.
Ice represents a person's cruelty and helplessness. What is cruel is that ice is cold, but what is helpless is that it cannot warm you. Fire represents a person's enthusiasm and desire. What is passionate is that fire is strong, and what is longing is burning forever. you.