Flower blossoms and falls, is the conversion of prosperity and poignancy; tide rises and falls, is the alternation of passion and exhaustion. Between night and day, it is the dawn of solemn anticipation, within reach, you solidified into an eternal gesture, but it is a strange gap, out of reach.
Every mood, a starting point, perhaps but do not know where to land, every story, there are twists and turns of suspense, perhaps but do not know the final ending, it would be better to let the sentiment of the dark growth, so that thoughts such as the rain flying it. It is not precisely with the flaws, there is unlimited space reverie, with the imperfections, there is a keen expectation and longing.
Even if, when you think of you, you are far away in the sky, but perceived that the heart accompanied by the rain-like comfort refreshing heart, even if, the meeting is far away, life can not see each other, but also silently for you to guard, for you to pray for happiness. In the long river of memory, too many emotions and personnel, and you are not destined to be a hasty passer-by of life.
Even though, the occasional short message to and fro, talking about the trivialities of ordinary life, a sentence without a sentence of small talk, pouring out emotions of joy and loss. Just like the afternoon I will sit on the balcony, lazy sunshine, inadvertently but involved in your beauty and melancholy, sadness and joy of your sadness and joy of your joy.
Meeting, it is destiny, as every hand, are beautiful heart, and parting sorrow, such as the February cold, shear invasion of bone marrow. Meet at the same time, parting but in front of the eyes, turn around, has been the end of the world, romantic in the moment by tears graffiti into sadness, then meet, as good as not see.
Time is very narrow, the finger is very wide. Forget the years, but can not forget the nostalgia, bleaching the color of the mood, but not to pass the wet emotions. If there is no wind, with a shallow sweet and light sadness, in the heart of the silk lingering, only to find that the reality and the dream of the gap, the moment after the splendor, but a long time of torment. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money, and then you'll have to pay for the money. Life will not end up boisterous and noisy, all the mind will usher in a dark night, tearing the sadness and happiness, tearing the clutch. The long station, the tide of people flow, look back, the road, is not the way to go, people, is not the old time people.
No longer, no night and day, don't expect forever how far, also don't expect a flash in the pan. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the other side of the fence, and then you'll be able to see the other side of the fence. Banquet has become happy, wine has been happy, half awake half drunk between the disorientation, let the rate of wanton, wildly dance once, that is to the magnificent and illusory say: see each other, not as good as see.