1:53 AM this morning
At the fireworks party that day
A huge firework exploded in the sky. It was orange with a hint of white. It bloomed in the middle of the night, illuminating the dark night. In the distance, another firework exploded in the sky, but it seemed much smaller.
The light of the fireworks illuminated your whole body in orange mottled fireworks. You looked back at me, and there was a light blue flower bud blooming on the hairpin. Your lips are dark red, not bright but there is a touch of light. The eyes you look at me with are bright. Who wouldn't love those delicate and moving eyes? The tip of your nose is glowing red from the sparks, and the faint blush on your cheeks is like when you're shy, but you're not shy at all. If it weren't for the fact that the fireworks are too dazzling, I would definitely use elegant to describe your faint blush cheeks. The white flowers and yellow flowers on your floral dress were faintly discernible in the orange background. Your slightly bulging chest and unhurried hands were gently hanging down, looking docile.
The fireworks exploded above your head, and the background behind you was a hazy night.
I took a closer look. There was a small light blue flower hidden under the light blue flower. Because of the large flower, I couldn't see it clearly. Half of it was hidden in the shadows. The corners of your lips curled up slightly, as if you were dealing with me. However, the innocence in your eyes and the thick bangs that covered your eyebrows deeply touched the sparks in my heart. They burst into fireworks and I knew I had to clean up the ashes again.
The red sparks reflected on your hair and dyed them bright. Your bangs didn't completely cover your black eyebrows, so I could still see half of them.
You swayed as if you wanted to hide in the fireworks and blur my vision, just like with the fireworks. I can't tell if it's you or the fireworks.
You looked at me again. The blurry background was a thick orange. The words on your hairpin were reflected and changed their color, turning green. The flowers were darker and greener. When you look at me with such affection, everything is not important anymore. It's as if this world is gorgeous and quiet, and only you and I are left. It was as if you had just come out of the bath, looking a little haggard and tired. You looked at me like this and wanted to take my life. And you are tightly wrapped in floral clothing, dark green, light green flowers, red leaves, like a candle flame that has burned out its life, still emitting its last heat, the last red.
This woman who wanted to take my life took the pink flower that I gave her and slowly stuck out her tongue at me. Her tongue was dark red and there was a little pink around it. She looked sick. He seemed a little frightened and afraid, but he didn't know if he was worried about something.
Finally, the fireworks cooled down, and the tears on her cheeks fell. They were crystal clear, and her hair emitted a cold light. The flowers turned blue again. The flowers on the flower dress had also turned cold and white. Finally, there was only the night sky left. She finally could not help but cry. Tears rolled down from her eyes, and the moon in the distance shone with a faint yellow light.
The fireworks bloomed again, and the light of the fireworks shone on her body again. " The fireworks are starting again. Are you feeling better? The fireworks!"
Accompanied by the gentlest and slowest restlessness, it was like a somewhat empty and regretful curtain. She cries for no reason, just like my concern for no reason
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