C56 (2/2)

He raised his head and looked towards the north, feeling a sense of longing.

I wonder what little sister is doing, do you know brother's wish?

Every hour think of you, three meals are decreasing;

It is hard to sleep at night, and I see you in my dreams.

Only when I see you can I feel at ease;

I want to be together forever, to be by your side.

Memory makes me intoxicated, happiness makes me nostalgic;

They will stay together for the rest of your life.

My dearest little sister, this poem is a cry from the bottom of my heart, and also a true portrayal. little sister, I have a pot of chrysanthemum in my house. Every time I see a chrysanthemum, I think of you. You seem to be that chrysanthemum pot:

The chrysanthemum bloomed in September, and the rosy clouds gave birth to purple smoke.

The life seven colors twists and turns the road, once had the separation and the joyous joy.

Sis and I have a deep affection for each other.

A thousand tender feelings intoxicated the heart, thousands of thoughts lead the heart.

As long as they waited for their meeting, they would be overjoyed;

You and I are like fish and water, fish and water play is not alone.

Looking back on the past to add passion, love such as sweet heart;

I wish you and I could be a couple, like a couple and Tirian.

My dear little sister, although the poem is not good, but it shows how I miss and care for you! These days, thinking about you was like losing your mind; like losing your soul; like a wooden chicken. Every night, can not sleep all night long sleep, you can see that brother is sick with lovesickness. In this case, I answer with this poem:

Your passion warm my chest, my longing in the heart;

Emotions like colored silk, deep love as thick as glue.

Love friendship like the sea, forever accompany you to the end of your life;

They walked side by side, separated by mountains and rivers.

Grief and joy are shared by all, sharing bitter and sweet music;

I love you for being gentle and kind, and I love you for being considerate and considerate.

How many embraces how many kisses, beautiful rainbow clouds;

Inwardly, love each other and be happy.

Dear little sister, your big brother's heart is already drunk. I wrote this letter to you with the intoxication of love. Even though he was slightly drunk, this kind of drunkenness and drunkenness were two different things. It was a kind of intoxication in happiness; it was a kind of intoxication in happiness; it was a kind of intoxication sweet as honey. The love between us, with the passage of time, has come from the season of blooming flowers to the winter of snowflakes. On the day it snowed, I wrote you this poem:

Snowflakes flutter wildly, and the earth is covered with silver.

Unknowingly, winter had arrived. Time flowed like water.

Lifting his head to look towards the north, he felt a surge of memories.

The warmth of spring blossomed. The Sis and I roamed the Jade Emperor.

You and I have formed a love of fish and water, a love of grace and love for a long time;

The flowers bloomed in the summer, Sis and I complained.

Spill out love and adoration to each other, both walk on the embankment;

Autumn is golden, Sis and I are busy dating.

How many times had Long Shan met? You and I both taste love;

When winter comes to snow, I think the Sis is like a broken intestines.

How much affection and how much love, deep in my heart;

How cheerful is your character, and how fragrant is your love?

How warm is your enthusiasm, how kind is your heart?

How deep is your friendship and how generous are your manners?

To think of here heart flowers, every moment think of you;

Day you do not think of food, night I want you tears to make a journey...

My good little sister, in order to meet you, I met you twice at the train station on the 8th and 12th, but all of them were for naught. Although I didn't receive you, I have no complaints. Because we really love each other. To love, we have to pay the price. This is a small price we have to pay on the journey of love. I finally saw you on the 17th and I watched the movie with you. But you came back that afternoon in the two o'clock car, and it really made me worry about you. That day, the cotton shoes you were wearing didn't fit your feet. Furthermore, we have walked such a long distance in City. After you get out of the car, you have to walk for two hours to get home. But you did it for me! Here, I express my deep regret to little sister.

My dear little sister, on the day that you came back on the 20th, we got off our cars in Erdaojiang and the sky turned dark. I can't let you go back on your own. Thus, I will send my beloved little sister back. When we reach old age, although we are all very tired, but our passion does not diminish. After hugging, kissing, and caressing, we made another successful love. The scene of that night will forever resound in our memories … This is it.

I wish little sister eternal youth and a wide smile!

Your second brother

At 9.45 p.m. on the evening of 24 November 1989

After seeing Zipeng's letter, Lixia was so excited that hot tears rolled down her cheeks and her heart was in turmoil. She was unable to calm down. She liked the letters he wrote, and she liked the poems he wrote more. The letter he wrote was passionate, loving, and exuding the vigor of youth. To cheer her spirit; to glorify her life; to cheer up her life; to inject life...

She liked his poems more. He likened her to a chrysanthemum, respectful and affectionate; longing and longing for her; sincere and true love for her. Do you think she wouldn't be moved by it? How could she not feel honored and proud of it? Could she not feel the variety of her life? Also, on the 20th, he picked her up, accompanied her to the movies, ate dinner, and walked her all the way to the station. The long embankment appeared so short under their feet. It made her feel good just thinking about it.

She thought: When I go back to the light, it will be dark when I get off at the Youth Bridge. How can he not worry about me? What I couldn't forget was that when I came back on the evening of the 20th, it was already dark by the time I reached Erdaojiang. He was the one who accompanied me all the way back. When we reached the ridge, we embraced, kissed, and made love again. Can I forget such an exciting and touching scene?

Thus, when she finished reading his letter, she recalled her memories …

At this moment, she was immersed in happiness. Luckily, she met him, otherwise, she wouldn't know if he was still alive or dead. Even if he was still alive, he didn't know where he was. He didn't know what he would be like. The more she thought about it, the more she liked him, and the more she missed him. As she thought about it, her tears drenched the letter. She hurriedly wiped her tears away with a handkerchief to calm her heart down. However, matters of the heart were impersonal. The more you want to be calm, the more you can't be calm...