Articles about missing have been around for a long time

Poetry is enough, and there are more such as Li Qingzhao.

For example: I only wish that your heart is like my heart, and I will live up to my love.

Another example: one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

Always waiting for no one to walk in his own space, always quietly collecting that time, there is such a place in the corner of the soul, quiet and dust-free. How many hearts are imprinted in the snow in early winter, how many melancholy are left in the imagination, sweet thoughts, that are my infatuated and speechless red lips, how many secrets can only be sealed in the bottom of my heart, quietly guarding the holy land, letting the thoughts spread, quietly collecting you in my heart, and carefully caring for you.

Approaching a person's heart is much more difficult than approaching spring. No matter how reluctant the snowy winter is, spring still opens its awake eyes on the branches. After all, the cycle of seasons cannot be stopped.

There is no reincarnation in a person's heart. I took a light step and approached cautiously, and I could faintly hear Xiaocao's deep sigh and low whirlwind, and I was listening to the blue, melancholy song, and seemed to hear Xiaocao's footsteps and heartbeat as it walked into spring.

It is erratic, it seems to be felt, but it is always difficult to grasp, but it is always impossible to see the deepest and truest place. The night is the best way to hide everything in sight. When all the people fall asleep and the whole world is silent, my thoughts, this is the way to secretly stretch out the tentacles, just like the flowers open, quietly thinking of you, thinking of you.

When he meditates indifferently, he always doesn't want to be disturbed, and he always looks at Xiaocao from afar, thinking about his faint smile, depressed expression, and distracted thoughts. My distant friend, the feeling I once buried deep in my heart and I was defenseless, spilled wantonly in front of you, but you still said lightly: Aren't we best friends?

The spring sun is particularly dazzling, and a glass can be separated from the world. My distant friend, I have kept you deep in my life. A single snow can freeze a heart, and a greeting can melt an entire winter.

The farthest distance in the world is the distance between the heart and the heart, in today's world, and the wine and life together drunk, drunk eyes, that distant road is not far, a star can also illuminate the end of the world.

Tonight, I will quietly miss my friends who are far away. The little grass that makes my heart move, you can see the true love in the spring sky, gathering into clouds, warming the grass and flowers in the sun.

Thoughts are everywhere and follow you everywhere. You say that every day when you open your eyes and think of you, when you close your eyes and dream of you, a cloud floats by, and you will think of your laughter; A crescent moon rises and will remember your face. When I walk, I miss you; When I stop, I miss you; When I'm with friends, I miss you; When a person is in a daze, he still thinks about you; It's you, it's you, it's you, it's you, it's all you!

You are my most beautiful song, you are my brightest sky, you are my truest heartbeat, you are my most brilliant dawn. You have taken up all my space, invaded my life, and controlled me every moment! I use your name to keep warm in the cold, and I sleep with your name in the long night.

It's good to be able to say what you miss.