Fragrance of loneliness

Author: xiaohe

If you are destined to suffer from purgatory at the beginning, let me stay with you.
If we continue to live, we can only walk in one failed experience, and let me stay with you.

-- Question

It's just a dream falling in the storm.

The sky outside was covered by the rain of this season. The window was facing south. He stood in front of the window and watched the huge fallen leaves falling in the wind and rain. Listen to the lonely sound of the rain on the window.

The girl is in the southern city where he looks.

Many of the dreams have been blown away by the storm, but they have no way to hide their soul.

Just like love is not complicated, but it is in a rush when you can't say it again.

This stormy city, this lonely fragrance.

He saw her bright dark eyes on the glass window and hid them in her long hair. He raised his hand, flushed her cheek hair, and wanted to touch her eyes, the hands are solidified into a lonely posture in the rain.

You can't do anything.

We have been saying that we should not go too far, but still go farther and farther, involuntarily and involuntarily ......

When I wanted to escape, I found that there was no way back.

The season is getting colder and colder.

How many peaceful years have quietly slipped while waiting, and how many people have hurried past in their lives.

How many people know the meaning of time and how many people know how to cherish it.

The soul is still lonely, and the flame of despair lingers alone.

Because the soul is a kind of loneliness and acquaintance, because of the soul's infatuation and the more farther and farther.

While she always said with a smile, I am used to the lonely fragrance.

In the dark, the little Jasmine opened silently, revealing the fragrance of loneliness silently.

The light fragrance is flawless.

Her youth bloomed like flowers, but she always felt she could not go that far.

There is nothing around you, only loneliness. In the faint fragrance of jasmine, the fragrance is transparent.

She suddenly misses him, his voice, his clean smile.

However, she cannot tell him.

A terrible headache. She ran to the living room with bare hair and poured a large glass of water to drink. She heard the lonely voice in her throat.

Close your eyes, dark.

She often has the feeling of persistence, and often has a bad headache, but she can't sleep all night.

She said Hui. I am a girl without a future. I don't even know if I can survive for thirty years.

He said that you are such a young girl. When you are thirty years old, you must be a more beautiful woman.

She is such a young girl, but she cannot let him know what kind of past events and pain he carries.

He can only tell her "hey, I will be with you" in her failed crash again and again.

He always saw her, and she was by her side, wrapped in her big shirt in his room, walking barefoot.

He once asked her what she was wearing, hey.

She said she was wearing a big men's shirt, white. Who did he say it was? Which man's shirt do you wear?

She smiled gently. What do she say about your nervousness? I don't have a man here. Will someone tell you the call like this?

She said that I like to use my men's shirts as pajamas. I have many bad habits.

Just like who you never call?

Yes.

She is not willing to easily change her own girl.

Her thin breathing and clear music are lingering in her ears. What songs are she listening.

Want to hear? I will sing to you. She has some charming voices.

If you give up, you can get close to you. If you don't see you again, you will remember me. The time has accumulated the fruits of this midsummer and the fragrance of loneliness in memories. I will try to leave you, don't miss you any more. Although this is not my intention ......

She gently sang, and her voice was casual.

If you dream of me, please hold me tight.

She is singing softly.

He hurriedly raised his head in her quiet and tired song and tried to catch something, but he felt the warm liquid was slipping over without a sound.

All the passion and fantasies silently collapse.

He said, hey, what is pushing you in the loneliness that you don't want to come out?

Lonely? She smiled. My loneliness is fragrant. Can you smell it.

The fragrance of loneliness, that is her boundless fragrance.

Hey, come to my arms, I want you to wear my shirt, I will accompany you, in the fragrance of your loneliness keep going.

Such a time, such a time, the night is like water, his voice through the silence of the decline of the cold night, stroked her nowhere to follow the soul.

This is the voice and touch she desires, and she is overwhelmed by a little bit.

One of the softest corners of my heart is torn up in his warm voice, but it can only be pushed by despair.

Is it true that it can be done, only in the sound of mutual warmth.

What is the meaning of void and loneliness after the voice disappears?

What kind of warmth and cold is it in a city that cannot be reached by a hand?

The sour nose of the mind is sour, and the smile makes the tears scatter quickly.

The bodies with the same petals are cold and the tears are warm.

A bad headache. Self-help and self-help.

She was confused, and she was incoherent.

I don't know, I don't know anything, I don't know what I want, I don't know what I'm doing, I just know, I 've been pushed by a kind of despair and can't stay, you cannot go back ......

Do you understand? Hui, I'm just pushed by despair ......

He was so sad that he couldn't breathe and he couldn't speak in her incoherent speech.

Language is pale at such a time.

Lonely fragrance in the air, wandering all the way, struggling in the cold rolling red dust.

There is no future, no love, no touching promise, only an infatuated soul, in the fragrance of loneliness, sink, sink ...... To the city that cannot be reached.

If you have a clean smile in the lonely fragrance, let me stay with you and go on.

Let me tell you that you have nothing.

Let me accompany you, in the fragrance of loneliness, through all despair, grow into a strong child.

This desperate run, this warm flow, this lonely fragrance.

She gently closed her eyes.