Chapter 60 goddess of poetry

She was standing quietly outside the window!The curtain was blown—inside the window, outside the window, at this moment, there was suddenly boundless silence.Look, it's like this: full of tenderness, slightly sad, wanting to speak and staying.It's late at night, people are quiet, there are only flowers and me in the room, please come in! Is it just standing still like this? How can I meet you? Goddess of poetry!I also beg you to be like this, outside the window of countless people who have thought deeply. December 9, 1921. water". )