If it is near again in April, the wind will warm up and the clouds will fade. The most beautiful part of spring began to reveal her brilliance. The scenery outside the window is so intoxicating, like the most crystal clear one before the youth, dreams.
Even the peach blossoms are opened all over the place, what else can't be forgotten?
Who would you think of in such an enchanting afternoon? Is it the man, his smile always reminds me of some melancholy and melancholy. You still remember many of his expressions, how he sang, how he danced, how he smoked, how he was crying... yes, his eyes, and his enchanting and rich eyes. Sometimes you think that such a man should not have existed in the world. This way, those people have really existed in those things, and they are still gone. Maybe from beginning to end, no one thing is true. Can't touch, can't open, and once you close your eyes, you will disappear. If the clouds are gone, you won't come back.
When the heart is coldest, you turn the sound very loud. The man’s voice is smashed in a small 12-square-foot small room. It’s falling and spreading... "We can warm up when we hug, we can survive, even if we snuggle, even Lost identity in the snow and ice. We can warm up when we hug, we can survive by cuddling, even in the vast sea of people." Yes, that winter, that December, you bring some despair The mood is indulged in such music and indulges. If anyone asks in the future, why can you remember to be brave and brave, and be able to pull back and forth at any time and anywhere, then you can say that it is because of his warm love song. The lyrics are fascinating, and I always feel that hope is still there.
I can't think about it carefully. It was the amazing look of the year when he stood on the stage. "The Khan soldiers have been slightly, singing on all sides. The king is full of enthusiasm, why not talk about life." At the end of the song, the drama ended, Yu Ji still can only fall in the arms of the overlord. The infatuated woman who looked down on her eyes, the old story about Fengyue. Or, you remember that at noon in the summer of July, you had a cup of colorless and odorless ice water and watched a movie called "Rouge". "Three eight one, I am waiting for you in the old place, like flowers." There are twelve less than one sentiment, and the twelve that stealing a living, at first, have the beauty and elegance of being respectful. It’s really not like a flower to go back and forth with a rouge button. Feeling this hurt, sitting on the red face.
Yes, he is Leslie. He is a brother. He is twelve less. He is He Baorong. He is Cheng Dieyi... In fact, maybe he is just the most outstanding man, Leslie Cheung. He is as kind as an angel but degraded from an angel. He is as beautiful fireworks but lonely the fireworks.
You know, he must have been to this world.
Later. He ended himself on April 1 of that year. Fly like this, so that if you don’t fall, you can’t fall. Red, like the endless will of Rose, like a glamorous look that can never fade. No one knows that in the spring of 2003, in the sorrowful wind of April Fool's Day, he stood alone on the 24th floor of the hotel. What exactly did he think of, what was disillusioned? The man who is so clean, has the cleanliness of his feelings, but chooses to bid farewell to the world in a way that is rather jade. I would rather believe that he must have loved the world. He must have seen the world deeply, although he was tired at the end. He loved some women and he loved some men. He once said that if Mei Yanfang is still married for forty, then marry her. In fact, there is nothing to be astonished, but there are different things. But I think, on the night of April Fool's Day, did he drink a glass of wine called a drunken dream? Forgetting before, seeing the afterlife. If the memory does not have to be so good, there may be a lot less trouble.
In this way, he personally cut the time of April with a stern gesture. He is not wrong, no one is wrong. If you must blame, you can only blame him for being too beautiful. Will the next stop be the kingdom of heaven? You often look up at the clear sky and often wonder if you are living in an illusion. When you are young and frivolous, you always have to do some pure dreams and think about eating a big sky. It was only later that there were only some fragments of light and shadow left. Unintentionally, the fragmented beliefs collapsed. So you thought that nothing was true. But at that moment, your face has crystal tears falling, tears are real.