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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...
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