With a dream there is a blue sky, believe it and you will see it. Love is fate, to be several generations to repair, fate is Zen, we do not need to penetrate, love is a dream, you and I have. I'm here, writing the romance of the wind and flowers, you come, do a rest of the soul, we together and dream hand in hand.
There are you in the red dust, two birds from the south and north of the sky built a nest of love, a brick, a tile, a piece of grass, everything is dissolved with our love footprints, in order for us to *** with the same home, we are in the sweat of the hand in hand **** shoulders. But today, the home is no longer the light source of our love, eyes in the mutual gaze indifference. The heart of the loveless is so another person's fear.
There are you in the red dust, in the loneliness and helplessness I feel the greatness of your figure, in front of you I am a bird that longs for your warmth, in front of you longing for you to be a mountain that I can rely on.
Many years later, why everything has changed taste, can not find once let us crazy drops, is the change of the years or our destiny, the mountain alliance and the sea like filled with the myth of the sea market, seem fuzzy and far away. The years will turn our love slowly eaten. Perhaps there has been too much confusion in the red dust and chase, all the bitter you no longer feel the same with me.
There are you in the red dust, there are you and I in the rich **** fate, there are you in the red dust, there are you and I in the suffering **** breathing. But why our hearts are farther and farther away, as if after these many years to a person with a newer and deeper more incomprehensible understanding, but this understanding is my life encountered fatal sadness. Let me on their own, on their own understanding, and even the concept has been shaken, that had let me heart in the red dust you.
With you in the red dust, what is there to seek in this life, because the dream of having you is the warm rainy season that another person longs for.
With you in the red dust, this life is as beautiful as the flashy, because I have long been intoxicated in your love.
With you in the dust, why did the dusk come so early, we flew away like a broken kite just off the ground. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on the way to the next level, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on the way to the next level.
The red dust has you, began to curse had been my loud praise of the unrepentant youth, that emotional wedding ring I do not know whether I can run through the whole life of the resentment, that once not to any rendering modification of the love, why will be in the indifference of the lookout in the denigration, why will be in the relentless in the collapse of the injury, the back of the years drowned out the longing for the splendor of the grief in exchange for the admiration of the exhaustion of the band of the heart.
Just because there are you in the red dust, the years only have a singable glory, perhaps I have not been able to reach the height of your watch, only with my original silent planning the arc of my life.
Perhaps love originally no rhythm can be found. Just let me once magnificent love in the red dust to circle, let time fly, no longer dwell on the past, let my love in the fragile emotion before warping head high.
With you in life, the sun shines brightly; with you in life, spring warmth and fall; with you in life, laugh at the ups and downs; with you in life, look forward to permanently.
Smoke is rising, I'm waiting for you at the door. The sun is setting, I'm waiting for you on the mountain side. The leaves are yellow, I'm waiting for you under the tree. The moon is bending, I'm waiting for you on the fifteenth day. When the rain comes, I wait for you under the umbrella. The stream is frozen, I'm waiting for you by the river. Life is tired, I'll wait for you in heaven. We are old, I'm waiting for you in the afterlife ......
Tonight, the breeze is gentle, the dark fragrance floating, steep a pot of tea, an indescribable sentiment Xu seeped into my mind, guarding the loneliness because of you and have a distant look at the clouds moving flowers without shadow of the beauty of the illusion, feel the loneliness and attachment you give, would like to think of murmuring in your ear because The red dust has you, loneliness is so beautiful, can meet a person to let their own attachment, is also regarded as the red dust in the fate of the encounter of the joy, will not forget, because you, every minute and every second really want to think about you very much.
The stars have changed since you, feeling unintentionally become entangled in the flavor of your heart and mine, my world has been unable to stop thinking about, lonely, has become a romantic mood. Rolling in the red dust also has a pair of gentle eyes, engraved with an impulse, quietly gazing at you, thinking of you. I worry whether I will think of you blurred.
Since meeting you, you have been surviving in my heart, never leaving my thoughts, and never able to forget your handsome face. In the countless nights when you are far away from me, without your breath, let the messy thoughts entangled, I can only be accompanied by your words to fill the empty soul. I can only go between the lines of your words to find the warmth you left me, looking for the state of mind that I want to get, in the moment to pounce on the thick thoughts, with infinite imagination to get the warmth needed, with the cells to touch your gentle and affectionate lingering language, for their own ethereal release of a wisp of fragrance, to meet the ego that parched warmth.
Do you know? Miss often can not help but a moment surged to the heart, told me to always wait for you. I don't know why I am so crazy about you, perhaps because you are different, quietly changed my life, perhaps because of your old age and childishness, so that my lonely heart has a hold on. Countless nights, the window only light dance of the breeze kissed my angry thoughts, so that points floating down the word, in the loneliness of the gentle rippling open, overflowing soul deep desire.
Because of you, will not forget, the past scene by scene in front of the eyes swept away, let the fate of the fate of the fall, in the red dust at the light dance gorgeous, blowing down a season and a season of that crystalline teardrops, everything can not be erased soul deep longing. About the definition of love and love, are not you and I can dominate, but your appearance, as well as your suave, that spontaneous drift, that gas language to ask the sky of the wonderful, always in my solitude, fluttering, along with the air together with the flow, corrosion of my peace of mind, everywhere there are traces of what you left behind, are strung together with the warmth of your companionship.
I know that loneliness because of you, heartache also because of you. The days with you hand in hand, although it is very short, but still infiltrated my bone marrow, dominated my emotional sinking and floating. Your eyes in my mind extraordinarily clear, can always give me a quiet lingering drunken dream, shaking a deep love, climbed all over my infinite sour heart.
On this night, remembering the fragments of your past and mine, and the night stage to splash ink and write on your infinite miss. Perhaps in this life in the world without you and I put the corner of the emotion, but I still and the breeze for you to write all the words and rhyme, waving spread the nothingness of the mirror, venting their own thousands of sorrows, so that gusts of acidity in the music of the ripples, bloomed out of the moment of splendor. Then, with the night sky gradually dispersed to a faraway place. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
Looking out the window at this time, the moonlight lingers with a thin wisp of light color, gathering and dispersing thin clouds, condensing a distant and untouchable mystery, misty with the inexhaustible coolness, at this moment you have entered the dreamland, the face of the breeze whisking the ear of the silk of the heart, you have felt it? In this sea of people I can meet you, really is a kind of happiness! In this life only because of you, let me experience the warmth of love, experience is surrounded by love embracing the feeling, so I am willing to accompany you to walk in the memory of thoughts, with true love and words to deduce a romance. Because of you, my words have a dependence and soul, carving out a picturesque emotion. Because of you, my dream is also the heaven on earth.
When I smile, if you understand, just hold my hand tightly and smile at me is enough.
When I cry, if you understand, just lend me a shoulder, quietly accompany me is enough.
When I am aggrieved, if you understand, just give me your embrace and let me be vulnerable only in front of you is enough.
When I am capricious, if you understand, you will tolerate, because it is you, so I am capricious to you.
The whole world can not understand me, if you also do not understand me, what I have to say?
In Christianity, Judaism, etc., there is no such thing as an afterlife; they believe that the world is a straight line, not a circle, and that people go to hell or ascend to heaven or something like that when they die. But what is hell? It's "the pain you suffer because you can no longer love." When God gives you life, you are endowed with the ability to love, to leave this life on earth, to love the world, to love all people, all creatures, all things, and although this love may be without merit or contribution, I have finally used this God-given ability, and the earthly world has become heaven.
Because of you, together, the world will not be lonely. To be in the same land is a blessing.