should be.
Or how could you respond with that smile
? How could he be at the end of the alley, turning around hesitantly, looking up
at him through the haze of smoke,
that's yours distance. From the initial encounter, to the final parting
is always a cross between you, a few steps from the ten, never farther away
also never last point
did you feel his love for you in
a corner of his numerous countless seat Xiaoqiao’s quiet follow
is still his gentle gaze from a distance again and again,
or his first inadvertent gaze
, or that hesitant passing by his expression of hesitation and cessation,
you have been waiting for him. What came of
you will be angry his cowardice Why
did you complain that he only left in front of the stars you say I love you
but did not look up eyes went up to your expectations?
He is a musician who walked the streets of thousands of cities and heard praises in thousands of languages.
How could he think that Venice would be his last stop
? But reentry from the train station
on the way back the sun gentle
little swaying gondola with wave
his face is a rare expression of light and relieved
you of breathtaking beauty that
made him involuntarily sink
just to look at you
he Willingly
stay in this small town where the plague spreads for one more day, another day,
that's the fatal attraction for him-
you still haven't said a word and never get closer
He keeps looking at you from a distance until a person has completed the last journey of
his life, even in the last few minutes, he has no strength to raise his head, but he still tries hard to lean forward and
try to respond to the
last scenery
you gave him. You take a step back to him.
Take a step towards the depths of the Adriatic Sea and finally you stop to face the sunset, bend your arms, that beautiful posture,
that is the landscape for him,
look at your back, quietly leave,
you know that for him it is already. the most happy thing
, but How about you beautiful children
you whom bloom the unfettered joy of
whom raised Empress Dowager smile
who can give you the same beautiful love the same -
it will no longer be the dark bitter struggle
It will have the most splendid and sweetest greetings under the sun, I
hope someone can understand
your beauty and tenderness
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