Ask for a piece of composition beautiful eyes

The footsteps of winter are gradually gone, and the cold mood of spring is still condensed on the edge of dreams. Looking back at the past, your eyes are the pearls in your memory, so heartbreaking, so heartbreaking, so surging.

When I opened the album again, the familiar figure came into view, and the moment my eyes met, the river of words in my heart was murmuring, as silent as nature, as if there was only you and me in the whole world. Time stood still, the sun and the moon stopped at this moment, and the air was filled with the ......fragrance of longing

Do you remember? Every time I hit the cold keyboard, my fingers seemed to slide through the keys, and a string of intoxicating notes flowed out of my heart, happiness, intoxication, happiness, happiness, all the heaven and earth were ethereal, and all the emotions were intertwined, weaving a big net of the city where you and I lived, this end is me, and that end is your ......At this moment, there is no romantic **, and there is no candle dinner to decorate the surrounding air, but every time I raise my eyes and meet your eyes, I will murmur: "You from afar, do you know that I am waiting for you?"

Did you know that the Wind Feather is wandering in the clouds? Did you know that cloud on the edge of the sky was made of my tears? Do you know?

Do you know how many times, how many times you have called your name in your heart, dreaming dreams that will never come true?! "I am obsessed with the wind and rain will inexplicably want to know the weather forecast of another city, I love to weave dreams, I always pray to God, hoping that he can quietly fall that edelweiss to your ears, tell you that it is the crystallization of my heart, looking forward to your affectionate and sincere eyes when you turn around.

The ruined dead branches tell the vicissitudes of the years, and the rushing train is full of the sorrows of the past, whistling past the eyes, and the sound resounded in the sky, waking up the sleeping passers-by. Come and go in a hurry, only the beautiful eyes are engraved on the wall of memory, and the colorful colors are better than the Dunhuang murals, which cannot be depicted with Danqing.

We don't have a declaration of love, no promise of mountain alliances and sea vows, and no heartbeat palpitations when holding hands, only a touch of lovesickness, and the mist dissipates in the rising sun. I can't see, I can't touch, I can't guess, there is no blur, there is no clarity, only deep concern slowly rises in my heart, only the eyes that dance with the snowflakes, accompanied by the pure slippage of the poetic tears. Silent and breathless, so soft, so delicate, like a clear spring bubbling out of the rock crevices, gathering into a lake that misses you, the blue waves, rippling, refracting the colorful glow, every beam of light is your beautiful and clear eyes, every wave is the light imprint of your heart.

At the end of this winter, the snow is still fluttering and the wind is still whining. Your beautiful eyes will always remain by the window lattice of my heart, always reincarnated at every sunrise and sunset. Far away you, don't forget to condense your sincere emotions on the brightest star in the night, don't forget to infiltrate your warm words into your beautiful eyes, and the starlight to shine on my lonely figure, let the years precipitate warm memories, freeze beautiful eyes.

In the past, there was a ** that seemed to be called "Desire" or "Hope", and it was filmed by a girl from a hope elementary school, which could be written from here.