Beautiful dream

In the early morning, the annual Spring Festival is coming, and firecrackers are faintly ringing outside the window. “Hey, I haven’t seen you for a long time. How are you recently? I’m really happy to see you. If there is no accident, we won’t meet again in the future, will we, after you left, I changed several dressing styles and learned to compare my heart…….” I said. The only gentle answer: “Well, are you better now?” “Well, I always dream about you and repeat the scene on the day when I broke up. I am very sad, but I can restrain myself. It’s okay. I will get better slowly,” I said with a smile. The only one: “It will pass. I still have something to do. I’ll be busy first”. I repeated a sentence in my heart: “Wait a minute, let me see you again.” But in the end, I couldn’t say it. I watched the only back silently and went away a little bit. I cried suddenly. Like a little child, I almost forgot the way you miss me. At this moment, I felt a voice beside me shouting, “Xiao Jian, why is the light still on, Don’t rest so late, don’t stay up late, go to bed soon, and go to New Year’s greetings later.” I replied, “OK, I’m going to bed.” I thought: the last meeting was actually in a dream. Sit up and rub the confused eyes, wipe the tears away, turn off the light, curl up and slowly fall asleep.

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