Chapter 13 melancholy

When lights on shore, stars on water, Silently photographing each other from afar.In the boundless, leaning on the high fence, Only the waves crashing slightly against the ship's side can be heard.my heart How melancholy it is - Asanga!Come to comfort me when I am sick, and whisper warm words of love——after waking up a few times, The medicine cup is not in my hand.The sea breeze weighs on the quilt, the light is still bright, my heart How melancholy it is - Asanga! To and fro along the balustrade,--the laughter of the crowd, Can't hide the sadness in Jingli! "I am in the arms of the sea,

Where is mother? "The sky is extremely high, the sea is extremely deep, the moon is extremely clear, and people are extremely quiet. In the empty universe, my heart How melancholy it is - Asanga!August 25, 1923 A collection of essays "leisure". )