A book is not only a paradise, but also a refuge, which makes people yearn for but also makes people ashamed
A person is a universe, and also a star. The universe is mysterious and yellow, and the heaven and earth are eternal. If it falls, it will be a meteor, which is short-lived
Chopin's music is slightly sad, but clear, pure like a round of moonlight, played in the dark
As soon as I got home, I didn¡¯t think about anything. I listened quietly to Chopin¡¯s music, and entered the peaceful and gentle world. Each key, each note, turned the bright red heart into a pure spring
I don't know what sadness is, and I don't want to fall in love. At this moment, Chopin occupies the whole heart
I really want to go back to my childhood, is this a satire of today?
Maybe so, life is running out
Only art saves, only music saves, that's all
I have been lingering for so long that don Quixote will laugh at me
I have been terminally ill for many years, imagining that one day I will be like Van Gogh
I am a shadow swaying in the moonlight, I admit that I once loved someone, even though that is a thing of the past, loving someone, how unforgettable it is, thinking about it now, but it is still vivid in my heart
Byron once said sadly:
If years pass, I meet you again, how will I treat you, with tears, with silence
With this heavy heart in mind, I raised my wine glass alone and clinked glasses with the night, night, drink with me, you and I will not get drunk tonight
During the day, I sat in a small boat on Walden Pond, enjoying the same mood as Mr. Tao Yuanming, which is really a luxury if I think about it
? In the evening, after being drunk, I don¡¯t know the sky is in the water. Under the starry sky, listening to Mozart¡¯s little stars, it seems that I have gone to heaven
When I woke up, I found that I had another dream, but I had this dream for a long time, and it was so real, but it was really unrealistic, so I turned around and walked into the darkness to burn myself (remember this site website: www .hlnovel.com