Bloody Red Beetle

Sea travelers take advantage of the wind and sail their ships on long voyages. Like a butterfly in the wind, it disappears without a trace. In the dream, I was lonely and proud, like an independent white lotus, blooming quietly in the calm water. In the dream, you emerge from the dust like an unruly dark horse, an ancient arrow, full of literary talents, and have performed countless myths. Thousands of years ago, in the south of the Yangtze River, grass grew and orioles flew. An unintentional ancient music awakened my heart like a stream of autumn water. Thousands of years ago, lotus flowers bloomed in the south of the Yangtze River. The moment they gazed into each other's eyes, they were destined to have an unparalleled love. Therefore, at the entrance of Qingshi Ancient Alley, when it is misty and rainy, there are familiar figures to us. Many days passed by us peacefully and leisurely like this. Only one day, the tears were flying like colorful raindrops. You told me that you were leaving and waiting for thousands of years in the next life to be together in the stormy south of the Yangtze River. Thousands of years ago in the past life, the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River were misty and misty, and an unparalleled love died in a disaster before it came to fruition... At the entrance of the bluestone ancient alley, you can see the ancient walls are mottled and the wind chimes are whimpering. That fateful you has never appeared again. Despair surged into my heart like a tide, and I fell to the end of my longing after drinking a jar of drunkenness. My love, according to legend, it takes five hundred years of practice to encounter an earth-shattering love. But can this overwhelming love that has lasted for thousands of years be exchanged for you and me meeting again in this life? My love, how many years can a heart be sealed for you before you are called lonely? One lifetime, or one thousand and ten thousand years? Now, do you know how many years my heart has been sealed for you? … The years are passing by in the whispers. How many years has my heart been stationed here? I only know that your face will always be the most beautiful picture in my heart. Today, at the entrance of Qingshi Ancient Alley, the mist and rain are still there. I spread my palms and threw the red maple leaf buckle and the love I had been waiting for for a thousand years into the blazing fire. I expected that our past would be reborn like a phoenix bathed in fire. In anticipation, I would reach Nirvana in the misty Jiangnan... Thousands of years in the next life, at the entrance of the ancient bluestone alley, in the mist and rain, I will still be waiting for you! Note: This work is temporarily suspended. I want to work harder to write this new work