Always believe that in this vast world, there is an encounter, not on the road, but in the heart; There is a feeling, not to get along with each other day and night, but to accompany them silently. A language doesn't have to make a sound, but every word is talking; A yearning, no matter how far away, can be changed. I know, the ripples between fish and water, the tender pen and ink, my distant view with you, all my thoughts and waiting are only for this regretless meeting in this life. It is said that people who love each other, no matter how far apart the mountains are, the ends of the earth or the ends of the earth, are always connected. My heart broke when you were hurt. You will be sad when I miss you. You can also touch the temperature of the other person's palm from a distance and feel the heartbeat of the other person.
Such as flowing time, such as flowing years, grateful for fate, grateful for all the beautiful encounters. Warm nature is long-lasting, and every day is soft and good. The happiness of love comes quietly from the moment we meet. Our story begins with happiness, and the amorous feelings before and after the flowers set off the sweetness of love. Happiness is actually very simple, in the smile of mutual understanding, in the tacit understanding, on the telephone line connecting you and me, in the thrilling encounter, in the lonely waiting, in the lingering graceful and restrained, in the dribs and drabs of memories. In fact, whether you come or not, I have been in a rhyme, silently loving, silently loving.
Write a word, splash a rhyme, love the ideal city, and be gentle with the world. Turn your thoughts into a trickle, flowing in words; Turn thousands of feelings into thousands of stars and decorate the moonlight in the night sky. Plant love in the depths of pen and ink, and plant deep affection. There is always a yearning, staying in the distance, lingering in my heart is endless acacia, warm in my blood, leaving a lot of worries in the elephant tube. The shallow encounter at that time and the deep joy today doomed a reluctant relationship. Across the clouds and water, waiting for the warmth of love, time is silent, thoughts are hidden in my heart, and I am silent and deeply inhabit the depths of my soul. Between the heart and the lake, there is a faint warmth, and the fragrance of the fleeting time is clear.
I always believe that there is an emotion in this world of mortals that will remain fresh no matter how many vicissitudes. In the silence of a bosom, gently counting the bits and pieces left by the years is not only the fragrance that fills the air, but also the warmth that is treasured. Stepping on the change of seasons, I will give you my dribs and drabs deeply, deeply engraved into green words, waiting for you with poetic rhythm, waiting for you to meet! Eyes full of deep affection, sit idly in the past and twist intoxicating tenderness, which is the most poetic. What kind of handwriting is scattered love flowers, read from the wind, and the warm sun of the season. Gently tread the fragrance of roses, weave the warmth of meeting, feel deep in the alley of dreams, let love bloom, and the world of love hold hands.
If you care, there's no need to take an oath. Always believe that I met you not on the road, but in my heart. Subtle emotions don't need to get along with each other day and night, but they will always accompany them silently. Shallow blessing, don't bluff, it's just a heart sound. Silent thoughts, no matter the ends of the earth, can be changed. The blending of heart and heart, inadvertently, will enter the heart with time and smile. Because of you, I won't forget the smile of dawn at night, and my dream will be brilliant. In speaking out of turn, one knows how happy one is. Whether it is cool or lonely, the identity between soul and soul lies in the tiny details that can only be understood but not expressed.
Year after year, year after year, love is lingering, and I am infatuated with your face chased by years. Let's spend an ordinary time with you in an old saying, write romantic daily necessities in wordless words, and hide our deepest feelings in our hearts and put them in the farthest horizon. Following the words of the heart paved a beautiful mental path, which is the way home to welcome the spring that will never be lost. Poetic life, because of ordinary fireworks, and you * * * drink this cup of romance, and poetic life, but also with your joys and sorrows, so the warmest company in the world is that you and I are always there, and we all live warmly in our hearts. I am looking forward to it. I hope that one day, you can read all my poems hidden in snowflakes and all my words embedded in pink.
I turned the beautiful moonlight into beautiful lines and wrote them into each other's lives. I weave colorful brocade with my thoughts, and let the years fill the sky. In this life, I would like to use an ordinary piece of paper to describe this unforgettable encounter. On the wall of time, those past stories sway alone in the wind at the end of winter. Thinking of you far away, my heart is not only stable, but also happy and satisfied. Love makes silence a beauty. Your waiting and my expectation are intoxicated by the overlap. Your tenderness is like a gentle hand touching my heart and plucking my heartstrings, so that my joy can grow in the four seasons. Some words fall into flowers and bloom in each other's hearts.
In this life, I don't think about the wind, flowers and snow, but only think about the ever-flowing water; This meaning is not the words of vows of eternal love, only the words of piety. The world of mortals is drunk, wishing for a heart. Fireworks couple, never leave each other. Looking through the letters of the years, only the time of love is quiet, fragrant and beautiful. Like spring water, like summer rain, like autumn red veins, like winter snow. Hold your hand and draw a life and death contract; Swim across a world with you, * * * one mountain is high. Most importantly, you and I smile like flowers, you and I are tender as water, you and I are in sweet love, and you accompany me every day, gentle and quiet. Affectionate, forever.
You are the most beautiful fate in my world of mortals, the warmest encounter in my life, the soul of my third life, and the love of my life. I am so lucky, misty rain and red dust meet you, I am so grateful, you gave me the most affectionate understanding in the fickle years. Love time, love you!