A kind of longing, engraved in the bones; a kind of waiting, looking through the end of the world. In life, there is always a person, entangled in the heart, lingering; there is always a love, charming in the eyebrow, read and read. All the joy, are a direction; all the lonesome, are a position. In order to miss, can be low to the dust; in order to expect, can forget themselves. Longing for the warmth of the company, waiting for the true love of the embrace. The thought is silent, the heart in the morning and evening; waiting for speechless, love in the morning and evening.
Some people, see and do not see, are in the heart; some love, read and do not read, are warm. Love, not in possession of, cherish, in order to long; love, not in the mouth, hanging in the heart, can rely on each other. Fate, no matter how early or late, pour heart, can know each other; hold thoughts, no matter how near or far, pour love, can only be the only one. Love, no sound, can only use the heart to listen silently; love, no words, can only use the heart quietly hold thoughts. A kind of love, is the heart of the tacit understanding, a kind of love, is the heart of the watch. Outside the end of the world, is a distant hope; within reach, is a warm. There is no wind sadness, only wish the rain clean companion; no sea vow, only wish the water's tenderness to report. The silent waiting, y cherished, a word of understanding, better than a thousand words, a sentence I am, is the warmth of the spring flowers.
The most beautiful thing about the plainness is that it is the companionship of the wind and rain that is the warmest. A relationship, no need to swear, as long as the silent cherish; a companion, no need to the end of the world, as long as each other understand. In the long flow of water, quietly waiting for an ordinary feelings; in the wind and rain, quietly accompanied through the vicissitudes of time. Love, in the plain, warm; love, in the abiding, abundant. Encounter is very beautiful, beautiful to the heart; fate is very warm, warm to tears. In life, there is always an encounter, so that the landscape snuggling; there is always a heartbeat, so that the end of the world into a stone's throw. A love, in the wind murmuring, softly talking; a thought, in the rain of tenderness, gently dance. Hold each other's hands, into each other's hearts; read each other's warmth, know each other's intention. Love, at the end of the world, warmth and dependence; love, in the landscape, charming **** dance. A kind of understanding, no matter the end of the world, can also know each other; a kind of warmth, no matter the corner of the sea, can also hold each other. Heart and heart close to each other, soul and soul each other. No need for romantic vows, each other have love, regardless of this shore and the other shore, your heart is always like my heart; no need for lingering heartbeat, each other have love, regardless of the end of the world, the warmth of eternal dependence. Love in the heart, abide by is warm; love in the heart, know is the most beautiful. Cherish every love with your heart, pay every love with your heart. Love, in the cherish, warm; love, in the wait, long. The most long-lasting and warm care for each other is plain, and the most heartfelt. Like water days, no need for long vow, as long as the silent waiting; plain years, no need for romantic *** waiting, as long as the quiet heart to rely on. Treat each other with sincerity, in order to never leave each other; care with heart, in order to warm each other. Walked through the wind, walked through the rain, waiting for the beginning; flow through the mountain, through the river, warm still. The most beautiful scenery in life is that you are in, I am in, the warmth is always there. If you care, it is happiness; if you cherish it, it is warmth. Plain days, no need to vow, as long as the silent waiting; such as water years, no need to romantic heart ***, as long as the warmth of interdependence. The wind, together with the wind; rain fall, together with the rain. Silently put each other in the heart, gently feel the warmth of each other. Love, in the heart of the slow flow, no words is warm; love in the eyebrow soft stretch, no sound is also happiness. The warmth of the care, deep affection, is the most beautiful waiting in life. I don't want to explain, I just want to understand; I don't want to ask for return, I just want to love. Love is very light, do not disturb each other's world, only in the depths of the soul counterparts; love is very quiet, do not hinder each other's lives, only in the spiritual field **** song. The eyes that can look at each other are the most beautiful scenery; the heart that can know each other is the warmest sensation. You and I have no chance to meet, but there is a kind of sincere love and beautiful attachment, such as perched in a dream of pink peach blossoms, light blooming, silent stretching of the petals; such as flying in the sky and the rain, soft, fine to the heart nourishment; such as drifting in the books of a falling leaf, talking about the vicissitudes of life; such as a cocoon chrysalis, through the hellish sea of bitterness, only to win the rebirth of the beautiful; I always believe that there is a destiny! I always believe that there is a destiny, not necessarily meet, the distance between the end of the world is also warm, as long as the life well cared for, the edge of the life as the same flowering, as precious.