Often standing quietly in the shade of the water, look at the bustling flow of people walking past, the heart will always be inexplicably touched, touched by God gave me this love affair. Recall and you embrace the little by little, the heart will surge up full of warmth, happiness comes so people heart, heart can not help themselves.
Bai Lu Mei said: the fate of the people, regardless of the distance between the millions of people, will eventually get together, hand in hand with the red dust. Yes, the people who love each other to keep together, even every inch of light is beautiful, the sweetness of having and being owned, as if the mountains, rivers, grasses and trees have feelings, as if every cell is in the desire and call.
Vaguely, it is your smiling eyes, through the reed reed pale water, will be swaying all sorts of thoughts, stranger flowers, I wait for you to come, starlight charming place, with each other drunken years; vaguely, it is your warm lips, tenderness two heart stage, from now on, high mountains and flowing water, the qin and se and, the stars and moon shine, do not complain about the sadness of separation.
I know that you are the most beautiful encounter in my life. Since you, my world will have a colorful taste, life is no longer due to the same and the ripples. The spring sun for the clothes, play summer rain for the string, painting autumn leaves for the idea, dancing snowflakes for warmth, the ancient Acacia ferry, you are my love station; Acacia tree, you are my thousand years of unchanging watch.
Because of you, this way through the time, become happy and cozy, happiness all the time, all the time. Your voice rings in the ear every day, gentle my shyness and heartbeat, ethereal thoughts, because of your moisturizing and inspiration iterative, a flat and oblique, euphonious mountains and rivers, red paper small words, inexhaustible lovesickness long, love.
Since you have, the soul of that lonely will have expectations, looking forward to a qin and seasons together with the soulmate, looking forward to a spring flowers, autumn and moon lingering. The heart, no longer because of the sadness and haze, your a smile, a gaze, have become the morning dew bright color, appendant twilight of the infatuation. Love, along the waiting vine trembling into a bud, low-brow tender call.
Some people say that people will encounter countless times in their lives, some people, you have seen and forgotten the scenery, some people, in your heart roots and buds. I know that if there is a person who remembers the promise of the past life, even if he or she has traveled a long way in this life, he or she will be waiting at the intersection, waiting for the meeting, and this person is you and me, isn't it?
One person is a poem, two people are paintings, with a wisp of love, paper word long, since then, the farthest you have become my recent watch. The heart is gentle, dream shadow into a double, poetry and painting gently kneaded, smile and cherish each other, wave after wave of spring tide, like peach blossom flowing agreement, pour a cup of silent companion, drunk in two love long time.
Snow Xiaochan said, each woman is her own Du Liniang, there is a love in the heart of a person, a person's fragrance. I think, this earthly world, the most beautiful feelings, nothing more than in the moment of the eyes, rubbing out the joy of heart thumping, and then, sighing, hate each other. Drunken know wine thick, love know heavy, with the gentle words, waiting for a mutual knowledge and companionship; with a deep love, watch over the faraway thoughts, so that thoughts such as flowers, fragrant you and I look. Listen to a song, read a person, only to say that the infatuation deep deep a few, do not ask who tender years, who is stunning the time?
In this life, there will always be a person you can't solve the knot, there will always be a person you can't see enough of the blue moon, there will always be a person you can't finish the dream of love, there will always be a person you can't finish the tears of love, there will always be a person you can't read enough of the misty poems, there will always be a person you can't finish the words of euphony. You will step into the wind in this knot in your heart, you will turn into a butterfly under the blue moon, you will turn over the river in the tears of infatuation, you will become a Buddha in the dream of lovesickness, you will look through the waters of the autumn in the hazy poem, and you will be entangled in the words of this euphemism. There is a kind of love in the world, there is no extravagance, there is no one who is right and who is wrong, and there is no blame for the depth of love. The first thing you need to do is to look at the two, turn around, no complaints, silent, treasure the gathering of the clutch, only to get, a season of flowers, warm to tears.
Would like to, with thoughts as a boat, promise you a long time, fly across the sea, through the mulberry outlet, just for, and you accompany each other; would like to, with you in the deepest part of the soul of the pink peach orchard, will be the pink dream placed in your sea like the blue; would like to, with your fingers together, to see the starlight brightly we have been together with each other by the lakeshore, let the warm winds, smoked with the intoxication of the murmur of the two love. The first thing you need to do is to get into the bone with the heart of the love, pouring the city of the past life of this life of love and affection.
Life at least once to defy, that is, defy love. Twisting a petal heart incense, haunting an inch of tenderness, a thousand knots of a thousand thoughts, poetry and singing, point of painting lingering, dear, your deep love, always in my reach, planting a bunch of heart incense, in the wind, just because, you are the most beautiful encounter in my life, looking back to the euphemism for drunkenness of the three thousand, the red dust is in love with the life of a person. Red dust a smile