Flowers on the Stranger
"Flowers on the Stranger are in bloom, you can return slowly."
Meaning: 1. The flowers on the field path are blooming, you can enjoy the flowers while returning slowly.
2. The flowers on the path are blooming, and you, I can wait for you to come back slowly!
3. This quote shows the deep and introspective love of a husband for his wife from the standpoint of the author (King Ch'ien Ch'ien of Wu Yue).
Life is like a summer flower
"Life is like a summer flower" is from the 82nd song of Indian poet Rabindranath Tagore's "The Collection of Birds". The original English text is: "Let life be beautiful like summer flowers And Death like autumn leaves." Zheng Zhenduo translates it as "Let life be as splendid as summer flowers, and death as beautiful as autumn leaves".
Spring Breeze and Rain
Pronunciation chūn fēng huà yǔ
Interpretation 化：化生和养育。 It refers to the wind and rain suitable for the growth of grass and trees. It is a metaphor for good cultivation and education.
Source 《孟子-尽心上》："There are those who are transformed by the wind and rain as in the spring of time."
Example I wanted to be taught more in this environment of spring wind and rain, but I didn't know that I would have to leave this intoxicating land within one minute after joining the party. (Li Yingru "wildfire spring wind fighting ancient city" chapter 12
Junior high school very beautiful compositionLet the flower of introspection bloom full of heart gently open a window, quietly sip a mouthful of tea, so that the window gardenia scent and tea fragrance together with the accompaniment of my meditation, accompanied by me to savor the flavor of introspection.
--Title let the flower of introspection bloom all over the room, so that the tree of life will always thrive.
Sigh - the flowers fall without words "full of ridiculous words, a handful of bitter tears.
"A song of the Red Mansion interpretation of the sadness of the human world," "Jade belt hanging in the forest," Lin Daiyu, tenderness reveals a hint of stubbornness, wisdom in the lack of a hint of condescension.
Destined for your tragedy, tearful burial is your poignant ending.
Daiyu, why don't you reflect on it, if you are more open-minded, less melancholy; if you are more forgiving, less narrow-minded, perhaps you can continue to write the comedy of life.
Appreciation - the true feelings of speechless "moon send lonely boat, only shadow with the current, the family and the country broken, a remnant of wine, wine light how to beat the evening wind cool, wutong rain a little sad.
"Li Qingzhao you talented, brilliant, once with her husband to the wine, song, joyful, however, you are also unfortunate, after middle age, alone sad autumn, with your companion only sorrow.
Qingzhao, why don't you reflect on the impermanence of life, loneliness is often, if you let go of your heart, laugh at life, and how will fall intestines break no one to tell, people than the yellow flowers thin.
Pinnacle - the voice of ambition "The road is long, I will go up and down and seek.
"Qu Yuan, alone on the banks of the Miluo River, look at the gushing river, tell their own patriotic affection, tell their own ambition to serve the country, you jumped, constituting the most beautiful arc.
Qu Yuan, why don't you reflect on the fact that since the emperor is dim and the monarch is incompetent, why do you need to stay and worry?
At least you have great aspirations, perhaps this is the pursuit of your life.
Let the flowers of introspection bloom all over the heart room, sighing Daiyu flowers fall, enjoy Qingzhao true feelings, taste Qu Yuan strong will,,, the flowers of introspection as the shadow of the shadow of the shadow of the shadow of the shadow of the shadow of the shadow of the shadow of the shadow of the shadow of the shadow.
The road is green, I think, introspection is a delicate and beautiful flower.
Reflection, let me learn to be open-minded, let me learn to be optimistic, so that I have a great feeling; reflection, decorate our life, the flavor is endless! Let the flowers of introspection bloom all over the heart room, the road spring color is really good, every day the sun mood, the road of youth, introspection with me.
-- Afterword
Write a moody and romantic essay 500 wordsBlue sky, do you also get lonely? Your melancholic gray-blue color is deep, yet inviting to deep thought.
Birds chirping this weave around you, but you remain silent.
Looking up at the sky, you are always the blue of melancholy, which never seems to be clear, but also never seems to be dark.
You keep your own color, and I? To follow the world and keep changing.
But I believe that the original color is the most beautiful.
Is the innocence of childhood also washed away by the world? The sky, are you also covered by dark clouds? But the clouds will always move away, you are still your melancholy and deep color.
But what about us? Maybe a change, can not go back, right? Can no longer find childish, childish, and the world into one, but want to be free, but it is futile! Is it possible that growing up means getting away from childhood? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.
Originally, the blue sky is not lonely, it is bright, gorgeous.
The real loneliness is my heart! Perhaps, I am unwilling to stay away from the beautiful childhood, perhaps, it is a pity for the beauty that I have lost.
Blue sky, do you also cry, the raindrops, is not your crystal tears? Your weeping, is it to wash away the earth? My weeping is to wash away the anguish in my heart, the grief, the ghosts.
Dust, is it your sorrow, blue sky? Dust can be washed away.
But will the wounds of the heart return to their former integrity? No, it won't. The scars on the heart are not something that time can wash away.
Perhaps, Sky, you are lucky.
Your sorrows, can be washed clean with tears.
Blue sky huh! You are now so pure, beautiful and dazzling again.
Do you know how envious I am? For the sake of all I have lost, for my sorrow, I still have to blindly strive on, perhaps, in vain, but even if it is a needle in a haystack, I have to try ah! My beauty cannot go in vain, my joy cannot go away for nothing.
Blue sky, you can be lonely? I, hope and you together *** with find belong to our joy.
The melody of the breeze will be my beautiful picture abandoned, branched out of the lovely it, broken diary of deep love.
Broken hearted handwriting, difficult to eliminate the tender time; messy memories, hovering on the edge of the pain.
Day after day, drinking sadness, searching for the description of Dai, tired of the hands of a glass of wine, painting screen days, dreaming about, would like to sleep this alcohol taste, numb heart can make me add happiness.
I am your passer-by, you are my end of the world, lonely time, flow out of the happiness once.
The dusty memories are a book of happy times, I gently flipped through the dust raised full of purpose, and full of sadness, along with the flurry of the sun, as if the broken years, but you are a wandering dandelion in my years, once in the heart of the room to stay and also stopped, but ultimately drifted to the end of the world.
Think of the early morning of July, a person passing through the pond full of lotus, the dragonflies flying in the sky, leaving me at the bridge staring at the long standing.
Now I seem to be standing in a very high place, come to that picture.
The self, is standing there, pale face, but rippling with beautiful smile.
In a few months, until the winter, this small pond, and will be drained, fixed in the fading garden, like a pair of dry eyes of tears.
I ask you: remember.
Last year, after the snow, we stood in the pond, from this side of the bridge, through the bridge hole, drilling to the other side.
Naturally, you said, I remember.
We were as pleasant as two children, completing an adventure.
Take an afternoon to slowly clean out your closet.
Turn out the winter coats one by one, filling the room with the smell of camphor and wool for a while.
Spread them out on the bed and stroke them one by one.
They belong to the hand of winter, with their fuzzy warmth.
They seem like the shell of my body.
In each stitch, many winter memories are hidden.
Our life, as it turns out, is exactly this kind of shedding and collecting over and over again, and it is such a quiet and bland, yet y emotional process.
To have the mood of the articleThe water rhyme leisurely flowing water clear, swinging up the sound and color of the rhythm, floating out of the life of the splendor and splendor.
The water is soft, dyed with the mildness of emotion, sowing the spring dew of love.
The flowing water is fluffy, stirring up the symphony of force and beauty, bursting out of the soul of the tough ah! That a stream of clear and bright water from the flowers and trees covered in the ancient well, blossomed with the illusion of life and ***, leisurely with the reflection of the red flowers and green trees and down, with a flowery fragrance, set a rain, gentle, slowly.
The soft waves of the gurgling water is the mother's smile, sweetly drenched in love, can not help but remember the sound of the voice of childhood gently calling, that a sweet kiss.
Oh, the soft waves of love in the light! The long flowing water lightly splashed crystal is a child laughing out of tears, full of joy ***, less look back to childhood that wisp of the sunshine without fear, that silk lollipop sweetness.
Oh, the ripples of emotion are circling back.
The flowing water, this soft water.
Look! That river of muddy water rushes from the sky, smelling of strength and wildness, heaving against the high dyke, carrying a body of bravado, collecting a belly of stubbornness, surging and surging.
The vigor of the flowing water is the courage of the warrior's morale, and majestically shaking heaven and earth, calling to mind the Qu Yuan riverside on the wind and snow electric shout, Li Bai "long wind will sometimes break the waves, hanging straight from the cloud sails Jie Canghai," the cloud of ambition, Lu Xun that "the courage to face the dismal life "The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Ah, the melody of heroism in the uplift! Raging water splash waves is the fighter's tenacity, y shocking, so that people feel Hemingway penned Sandia song of tenacity and unyielding; Beida mountaineering team even the death of the peak of the courage and determination to launch an attack; Sanmao to give up the city, the firmness of the desert.
Oh! The great wave of toughness is rolling! Flowing water, this masculine water.
The flowing water, the flowing water, is delicate and gentle, but also very strong and majestic.
Run, running water! It will live on in heaven and earth.
Sublimation, realization! Accompanied by the water rhyme shine in the history books! Oh, the watery charm!
Spring and fall, flowers fall and blossom again.
The flowers bloom like no different, the flowers fall from the sadness.
From ancient to modern people, especially the literati, every time to the "spring color will append, the sound of the warbler is getting old, the red Ying fell out of the spring plum small", will send out a variety of sighs.
From the "mountain moon does not know the heart of the matter, the water wind empty fall in front of the flowers" to "full of flowers curtains do not roll, the broken heart of the grass is far away", and then to the "flotsam and jetsam time, a climbed the stairs.
The Spring River is all tears, flow, many sadness", all a thousand sadness, tearful eyes with each other.
Sentimental sadness, traditionally, is the tradition of literary people, but also the poet's reserved repertoire.
In their eyes, the flowers fell, on behalf of a period of time, the end of a period of life course, sighing, despair, it is unavoidable, and more Lin Daiyu tears hide flowers, for which to build a mound.
So, we ordinary people, as if infected, with the people together, looking at the end of the world, spring sigh.
However, when the window flowers into the mound, few people think of them from germination to thrive, from the heyday to the process of decline.
"Year after year flowers are similar, year after year people are different", in saying that time changes everything. While material things change forever, it also speaks of the indifference to blossoms.
"Years and years of flowers are similar", really similar? Flowers bloom, is she just to let people in her fall when emotional sadness, so that we in the end of the spring represented by her sad from the time? The so-called fallen flowers, that is, she once had a spring, once colorful, graceful, once was "red apricot branches spring" protagonist, and now, she finished showing their most beautiful side, quietly fall, without any sound.
With her gone, not quite all the sadness of the passing of time, the years wash out the sadness.
Perhaps, she is with a face of achievement with the wind.
This achievement, including the success after showing their most beautiful side and through the spring satisfaction.
Perhaps, she was floating down with a dream in her heart.
That dream is to open up even more dazzlingly in the coming year.
"The mud has fallen into the dust, only the fragrance is like the old days".
The heart of the flower, no one can understand, and no need to understand.
Because only flowers fall, only flowers bloom.
It is a blessing to have been opened.
I have had all kinds of dreams.
But in my dreams, there are never falling flowers.
The flower has never bloomed.
Even if there was a dream, I never saw her whereabouts.
Essays with ContextCompetency Explanation Context is profound, mainly for literary genres such as prose, poetry, and fiction.
The far-reaching meaning is a good integration of "meaning" and "situation", or a combination of scenery and lyricism, a blend of scenes; or symbols and metaphors, meaning far away; or poetic feelings, words are endless.
Strategic interpretation of the "mood" is the image of the work is shaped by the implication or embodiment of the meaning of the realm of timelessness, it is the image of the higher requirements.
Portraying a character, describing a situation, if only the surface of the similarity, only to seek its vivid and realistic, but can not reveal the philosophy of life, can not show the author of the lofty spiritual realm, can not cause the reader's associations and thoughts, then it is difficult to say that such an image is a truly vivid image.
The landscape can be written through symbols, hints and other subtle techniques, or through the landscape, the feelings expressed in the technique to express the feelings; writing narrative can be false and real, leaving the reader space for imagination.
The far-reaching context is the point of focus for those talented candidates to show their skills.
How can we achieve "far-reaching" in the essay? First of all, to understand the relationship between "imagery" and "mood".
"Elephant" and "situation" are dialectically unified together.
"Elephant" refers to the specific artistic image in the work, and "realm" refers to something other than the specific image, such as conveying the author's emotions, views, attitudes, etc.
Therefore, the "realm" is the relationship between the "image" and the "realm", and the "realm" is the relationship between the "image" and the "realm".
Therefore, whether to achieve the beauty of the realm, the important thing does not lie in the realistic and unmistakable portrayal of the realm, but in the real in the virtual, in the imagery outside the conveyance of the realm.
This is the so-called "elephant outside the God".
The deep context is often attached to certain specific things, that is to say, through the specific image to show the author's thoughts, views, understanding, expression of the author's feelings, so to achieve the beauty of the context, but also must be hard to portray good imagery, write a good real world.
Therefore, to "rationalize the elephant".
Secondly, we should be good at using the "far-reaching" method.
① The use of metaphors and symbols.
The metaphor is directly expressed as a kind of visualization.
An image does not necessarily have a mood, and a mood will definitely have an image.
A series of metaphors creates an image that is often far-reaching in meaning.
If we describe the content of the picture, and at the same time the use of symbols to imply the author's ideas, the "far-reaching" purpose will be achieved.
For example, Gorky's petrels: "In the vast sea, the wind rolled and gathered clouds.
Between the dark clouds and the sea, the petrels, like black lightning, were flying proudly.
"In two sentences, a picture of the sea before the storm is sketched out, a metaphor describing the petrels, symbolizing the heroic and fearless Russian proletarian revolutionary pioneers.
Isn't this a far-reaching display of meaning? ② With the help of vaporous blank art.
Void and reality go hand in hand.
The real in the virtual, the real in the virtual.
The real mainly refers to the concrete and directly sensible image of art, the virtual refers to the association caused by the object, imagination.
Generally speaking, it is often the real first and then the virtual.
Our composition can draw on the ancient poetry and painting of the blank art in the virtual reality.
Don't talk too much, give the reader a little more space to imagine.
For example, there is a composition written by a high school student who previously felt very pessimistic about life, and then a blind man's optimistic attitude towards life infected him, the article finally wrote that he woke up in the morning, there is such a paragraph: "He quickly opened the curtains, and then pushed the window open to face the rising sun, and inhaled a breath of air: 'How good. The sun rises every day from my window.
'"Such a sentence on the surface in the writing of reality, actually write the virtual, the blank space is clearly implied to the reader that he is full of confidence and hope for life.
A composition in the beginning, middle or end, there are so - (there are a few of course better) such a far-reaching description, the article will certainly get the development of the level of high scores.
③ Philosophy in the description of lyricism.
"Far-reaching" essay performance in the language often contains philosophical interest.
Obviously, this philosophy is not directly exposed, but in the description of the lyrics of a concept.
See a composition on snow: "A big snow, the earth is spotless, white, crystal pure.
The sun came out, the snow melted, and the sewage ditches showed up, which was a bummer, but the wide pavement was cleaner than it was by the snow, and the evergreens on the side of the road looked even more verdant.
"Just a few words that mean a lot.
Look at the world, although there is also darkness, dirt, but there is more light, beautiful, should be divided into two, can not only look at one side ah.
Of course, the master of writing is also good at pursuing the musicality of language through the depiction of artistic images, or the integration of artistic images with the article water *** integration of complementary musical content, to achieve the combination of poetry and music, the artistic effect of a song.
Example analysis Topic: the choice of the heart (2002 National College Entrance Exam essay questions) Walk well, do not look back "Rather pursue nothingness, do not pursue nothing.
This is what Nietzsche said, you know? Dad.
"I said to my father.
"Yes.
But you are pursuing philosophy in order not to have nothing to do with it, aren't you? You should not have chosen philosophy!" Father said.
"No, besides ......" "Just my advice, I know it's your turn to choose.
Go to sleep, think about it, think about it!" This is how my father always greeted me good night every night of my senior year.
I went to my room, drew the curtains, and turned off the lights.
Once, foggy, I saw Hamlet.
"Snap!" The spear fell to the ground, and only a beam of light shone on Hamlet in the vast square.
The prince wore a long robe, dragging the exhausted body to the sky: "Survival or destruction, this is a question worth considering ...... "Confused Hamlet ah! In the face of the sinister king, the evil queen; in the face of the father's restless dead soul, his beloved, is the struggle or retreat? To live and die, he will have carriages, castles, and women, for he is a prince, but he will also have a troubled mind, and nightly nightmares! Magnificent destruction, and all he had was a flat conscience, after all! "Choose quickly, Hamlet!" He heard the voice of heaven! ...... The night, passing.
The dream, awakened.
Confused Hamlet, O confused me! I am faced with a Hamletian choice.
I, y in love with philosophy, was born with an obsession with philosophy.
Soaked in philosophy books, in love with Nietzsche, holding Goethe, listening to Wagner, feeling Marx.
I, obsessed with growing so big.
I studied well, hoping to come out and become a philosopher.
Everyone knew about my dream, no one cared, until my senior year of high school.
My father, who had studied philosophy, began to discourage me.
Others, ...
Essay on beautiful mood, writing about friendshipThe heat of summer! The road outside the window seems to be twisting painfully... An old air conditioner is still expelling the heat for me, closing a collection of essays I just finished reading and putting it back on the well-arranged bookshelf.
Rinse a cup of hot tea, call the computer's music box, a soft music gently floating to, the whole person slowly intoxicated, do not know I fell asleep.
In a trance, I went back to the past, the thin white clouds slowly far away, the cunning fish in the river water jumped up, the simple old cow is still in the Yu planted to eat! The picture turned to the familiar path, the familiar passers-by, the familiar houses! A child's voice suddenly rang in my ears: "You're back! Turning her head, a dark-skinned, thin girl! Those big bright eyes flashed with joy...I wanted to answer, but I couldn't say it! She took my hand and ran on the road, her face was full of smiles, I can appreciate her happiness, I also smiled... The picture then turned, full of white, pungent smell of disinfectant, the boring drip sound on the instrument, I stood in front of her wear, silently looking at the tightly closed eyes of the miserable white face y *** *** me! The doctor in the white coat shook his head helplessly at his family, as if my soul was stripped away at that moment! The soft white color was so blinding, the throbbing instruments were so desperate, and the gentle doctor was so hateful.
I cried...The last image, the gloomy sky, the team in black and white silently advancing, bewildered me with the team to see her off.
The sky was drizzling.
The sky, too, is crying for her! The rain soaked through my clothes, my body is not as cold as my heart, my eyes are a little blurred.
The face could not tell if it was rain or tears.
She is sleeping quietly under the peaceful ground! In front of the grave! I couldn't cry anymore and didn't say anything! Just wanted to be quiet and companionable! The flowers on the tombstone left with the wind! Where I could never find them again...I woke up, my face streaked with tears! Taking out a yellowish photo! Silently looking at her smile for a long, long time...
The most meaningful essay of XimurongInitially loved her poems, but later realized that it was better to have prose.
Her prose mostly starts from the daily small things, and leads to a very feeling sentiment.
Read her poems, we get more is a beautiful sentence sad sentiment, read her prose we get more is how to love themselves how to love people, she taught us how to have a soft heart.
Prose recommended "write to happiness" "birds" "lights" "poolside" "flower of the very short" "in the fog" "the story of the old days" Poetry recommended "to my water pen" (favorite) "invitation" "Museum of History"
The mood of the article, the best is to write the scene, do not sad, love, etc., the word count of 150 ~ 200 left ...The colors of the Four SeasonsSpring is a green world.
The grass is tender green and the trees are new green.
In the spring breeze, in the sunlight, all the green is trembling, all contain crystal green light.
Everything is so fresh, secluded and poetic.
Summer is the world of red.
The flowers are red, the sun is red, and the butterfly on the little girl's head is red.
All the red color is like a burning fire.
Everything in the world is full of fiery and spirited emotions.
Autumn is a golden world where golden leaves flutter in the air like a fluttering golden butterfly.
In the fields, the crops are ripe, the harvester rumbles this, composing a golden symphony.
Everything is so brilliant and dazzling.
Winter is a silver world, the sky is blue, the ground is silver, snowflakes are white, crystal clear.
Silver is a beautiful and peaceful world.
The four seasons of the year ah, like a boundless ribbon, the spring of the quiet, scared of the fire, the autumn of the brilliant, the winter of the peaceful are on this ribbon.
Hope to adopt!!!
1 Youth in front of the window Youth is sometimes extremely short, sometimes extremely long.
I know very well because, I have been as young as you.
In front of the window of the classroom, I have also been like you, staring at the campus of the four seasons have not changed much, the heart guessed their future destiny, and I have also been like you, thought, no matter what kind of, will be more beautiful than the fate of the classroom to sit.
At that time, I wondered why the teacher never came to interfere, just let me a class, a class of dreaming.
Today, I realized that, originally, he is also the same as today's me, smiling, from our young and full of face, in a time and again reread the youth we have experienced it.
2, white camellia Camellia has opened, so white and beautiful flowers, open the tree.
Every time, I can not ignore to walk through a blossoming tree, so white and warm flowers, from the beginning of the green buds, to more and more full, to the slow bloom; from the semi-circle, to the circle to the full circle.
When the flower blooms, if you are willing to scrutinize it carefully, you can understand every word it says.
Just because each flower can only bloom once.
So, it is extremely careful never to take a step, full of flowers, there is not a wrong one, they are so careful and serious to meet the only spring.
So, every time I walk past a blossoming tree, I have to be surprised and breathless at the beauty of life.
3. Mirror If you know that you are not wrong to do so, then you continue to do so.
Don't worry about how people will mock you.
On the contrary, if you feel that something is not right, then, no matter how much the people around you indulge, how tempted, you have to reject them.
Because, in your heart, there is always a very crisp mirror.
It is watching you all the time.
It knows and loves your innocence and integrity.
4. Years Friends who haven't seen each other for years feel a little different when they see each other again.
Someone has a pair of sad eyes, someone has a cold corner of the mouth, someone is a side of joy, someone is a side of frost: as if more than ten years did not have and my friends **** cross the vicissitudes of the world, are vaguely written on their faces.
It turns out that the years are not really gone, he just disappeared from our eyes, but turned to hide in our hearts, and then slowly come to change our appearance.
So young you, no matter what the future will encounter setbacks, please be sure to maintain a heart of forgiveness and joy.
That way, when we meet again in a decade or so, I will be able to recognize you easily from the crowd.
5. Complaint-free youth In your youth, if you fall in love with someone, please, please be gentle with him.
No matter how long or how short the time you love each other, if you can always treat each other gently, then all the moments will be a flawless beauty.
If you have to separate, you should also say goodbye properly, but also store in your heart to thank him for giving you a memory.
When you grow up, you will know that in the moment of looking back, there is no resentment of youth will have no regrets, such as the full moon on the hill.
6, the first encounter beautiful dreams and beautiful poems, are encountered but can not be sought, often in the most unexpected moment.
I like that kind of dream, in the dream, everything can start again, everything can be slowly explained, the heart can even feel.
All the wasted time can be back when the ecstasy and gratitude.
My heart is full of happiness, just because you are in front of my eyes, smiling at me, as in that year.
I really like that kind of dream, know that you have been for me to pull thousands of miles, but also feel the grass is beautiful, colorful, as if you and I just met for the first time.
7, young night There are answers, I can tell you first, but I love, some answers I'm afraid to wait a long time, until the question has been forgotten.
By that time, back to not answer, or to answer something will no longer be so important, if yes, if you must know.
If you still must know, then, please go back slowly to trace, carefully rummage, in that young night, some what, some what, had attacked our weak and sensitive heart.
In that young night, how clear the moon had been, as clear and clean as water.
8, looking back in the moment In our world, time is the warp, space is the weft, fine and dense weaving a series of sadness and happiness, weaving a very regular error.
And in every corner, every knot in fact, there is a secret mark, at that time, we did not know, but in the time of looking back, suddenly found all the veins in sight, only to smile and realize the pain and sorrow of the origin.
In that moment of looking back, time stays, never passes away.
In the shade of the sheep's teeth and wild peonies, the stream is still young, the sky is full of clouds, and my heart is full of your love and care.
9, former destiny If people can be reincarnated, if there is really reincarnation in the world, then, I love, what we used to be in our previous life? If you have been a woman picking lotus in Jiangnan, I must be the one you miss under your wrist.
If you had been the urchin who skipped school, I would have been the brand new marble that fell from your bag, in the grass by the side of the road, watching you go away without knowing it.
If the year had been a monk facing the wall, I must be the incense burning in front of the temple, burning, accompanied by a period of your quiet time.
Therefore, meeting in this life, always feel that some of the previous destiny has not been completed, but also very trance, can not be carefully to distinguish, can not be one by one to you to say.
10, and you walk I always wanted, and you together, on that beautiful path.
There is a soft wind, there are white clouds, there are you beside me, listening to my happy and grateful heart.
My request is actually very small, as long as there has been a summer day like that, as long as the walk, like that once.
And towards me ushered in, day after day and night, but are some unsuspected arrangements, and so many trivial mistakes, will slowly slowly separate us, so that tonight I finally understand.
All the sadness and joy have become ashes, any world that a road I can not, with you to walk.
11, the last sentence again beautiful and long encounter, will also be the same end, is the time to say goodbye, in this ancient ferry head, the day has been sunset.
It is time to say goodbye, you gently hold my hand, and I silently bowed my head and waited, waiting for fate to separate us.
12, a dream of a river has been pampered and preserved ...
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