Chapter 517 Kansas night.(1/2)
Back at Leng Jiayue's house, I cooked dumplings. I didn't cook too many dumplings, because the three ladies all said they wanted to eat a few for the sake of ceremony, but for the sake of health, they didn't eat too many. I cooked twenty dumplings, but three people ate them.
I ordered six, and I ate fourteen.
"Am I too good at eating? I'm like a pig. I just ate so many vegetables and now I'm eating so many dumplings." I said.
"Young men should be able to eat, sleep and play. Auntie is the happiest this Christmas. It has not been so lively for a long time." Leng Jiayue's mother said.
When I heard the excitement, I remembered that I had bought fireworks. I set off the fireworks one after another in the open space. I watched the colorful flowers rising in the sky and then dimmed quickly. Listening to the sound of the explosion, I finally endured it.
He kept saying something.
"We really turned Christmas into the Spring Festival."
"But I'm very happy. I think this is the best Christmas I've ever had." Leng Jiayue said, laughing at her frozen hands.
After watching me set off all the fireworks, she immediately returned to the house. There were many stars in the sky, no clouds, and no moon, but it was colder than the previous few days.
It was already late after cleaning the kitchen. Leng Jiayue's mother had already gone to bed. Shang Qingyun made a cup of tea and used the computer to organize photos on the dining table. Leng Jiayue made a cup of coffee and started processing her work emails. It seemed that
Not working is a lie.
I always felt that something had not been done, and I was stunned for a long time before I remembered that the gifts had not been placed under the Christmas tree, and this matter had been ignored.
I ran to the utility room and moved all the gifts under the Christmas tree. I made a wish to the Christmas tree.
In order not to disturb the two of them, I also started to write something on my mobile phone.
‘Kansas Night
Decorated tree shines
My eyes are burned by the snow
Don't leave like this
You walked past my door
without a glance
That unmarked road
Remember the tire tears
But I forgot the dust of yesterday
bustling crowd
came your laughter
small town in kansas
A girl is walking at the intersection
fill my heart
I can no longer tolerate the distance
The past was far away
But I no longer want to leave
before my old age
want to hold your hand
before we part
I want to talk to you
small town in kansas
Miracle did not happen
i met a girl
So I stopped
want to tell you
You are better than the gods
want to tell you
Forever is my wish
Now or in the future
sell my luggage
Just don’t leave the town anymore
small town in kansas
Didn't fall in love with a wanderer
stay in this town
Even if the road ahead is smooth
No more moving forward
This is a small town in Kansas
I looked up and saw you while I was having a drink
I forgot about her in an instant
The moon hangs high in the sky
I didn't say my love
After a drink, I picked up my backpack.
move on
Across the plains are mountains
It takes courage to stop
person without courage
Passed by a small town in Kansas
That song comes from the jukebox
The next town will appear
Small town in Kansas.’
I didn’t feel very good after I finished writing it, because I don’t understand music, so I didn’t know whether the lyrics were lyrics at all. The room was very quiet at this time, and the Christmas tree was still twinkling with lights. I really wanted to light a cigarette, but found that I hadn’t smoked one in many days.
I smoked cigarettes and never even sold them.
In order to resist the thought of smoking, I started writing again.
'Tonight I sing that song
Memories hidden deep in the heart
Like old friends meeting again
Waves are rippling in my heart
The old fields are so nostalgic
Today I am extremely melancholy
everything has changed
Only your window remains unchanged
Time has carved our faces
But it won’t erase my heart
Your last smile is with me
You said that the seasons change and the appearance changes easily
Today I'm standing in a small town in Kansas
Humming the tune buried in memory
I seem to see
Purple rhyme before the sun rises
I saw you standing in front of the window upstairs
you shout to me
let me sing this love song
But I am humble
To be continued...