Dust in the outer, heart, this love, such as a flower in the heart of the wild flowers, although short, but that beautiful moment, enough to warm my past life. The clasped tenderness, but also become the most beautiful in my afterlife expectation. Thank you, thank you, my love.

Holding your hand, through happy and sad, day and night, we all have, life is not the law of a rhythm, as the heart to feel, do not care too much, just spend them with you, even the iceberg, and I am willing to. - Preface

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Early winter sunshine is full of light and warm flavor, walking in the world of mortals regard with equanimity, you like the breeze, gently blowing over my eyes, leaves a lingering fragrance. You from the bustling smile, I swept the horizon the sun, only to see your face, blowing shells can be broken skin smooth, dignified and gentle, long hair fluttering in the wind triumphantly. I was as light as a cloud, light like water, cold as ice, near me, are not covered all over with cuts and bruises, and you are not to regard it as right.

Looking at your smiling face, imagine, if meet you earlier, this time is it right? You will be more beautiful? I don't have one mind of the immortal, for the world of love and hate no participation, nor rich experience wise, for confusion cross fork a decisive choice, I am just an ordinary people, miss the past, love the world of mortals, that's it.

Quiet time, time across the fingertips, I have no complaint acceptance of all of life, no regrets to enjoy human gift, perhaps because of this, the habit of single shape themselves lost only a temperature. Until I met you, I feel in my heart and love is mutual, the heart to love animals, love.

If not you, how can I know what is love, what is the truth? If not you, is it right? Now I live without a tie in the world? If not you, how can I believe that there is always? If not for you, the mountain, the rain, the other side Cang sea, the wading mang Tian, that all the imprint is engraved on my heart., also entangled so far?

Looking back, the spring, you meet my beautiful bright flowers in that season, Du Zhang water off the endless craze, with road authorities still escape your intimate care. In summer, the temperature is just a cup of coffee, will be sufficient to lead a person to endless aftertastes, ray of the wind, the meaning of affection, light long. The cold autumn wind harp, bent down to pick up a leaf to carry into the armpit, who told me, Luo Hong is not a heartless things, into a more Huhua enriching the soil? The night sky that flower briefly as the broad-leaved epiphyllum beautiful, unforgettable. Winter is mild, who is dancing eyes do get sunlight, blurred puzzled as I send, and who say, hold the heart, cherish forever!

Qing Feng Qing, fine water flows east, through the end of life legend, I smile to allow you, love of life, to the hair become white hair, a road never abandon. You still calm water surface, but the hearts of these this deeply moved, do not want to make promises to be a trap, do not want to become end forever, that they do and cherish.

The sun is still, age still, you understand me, is my lucky, I hurt you, I am the inverse.

Two.

Everlasting love really exist? Maybe, maybe not.

During conversion, the appearance is old, counting the time constant of the infatuation, every day, watching the sunset, and then to meet the ebb and flow of dawn, listen, and then to the sea dry, enjoy flower, to dream Feifei, feeling guilty. Love you, is the best thing I ever did, however, love me, but you have a piercing pain.

Outline into tears of regret, decorated with sad memories, know, love tiring, still can not learn to let go. Have little, etc, all want to change your smile smile, just, for all the efforts to bring you in addition to injury, or a wound. Perhaps, unfortunately, is also very lucky, you taught me how to love, but unfortunately, I do not know how to love others. Because I always believe, no love is time to forget the people, just like me.

Happiness is like fireworks short, mind as fragile as glass, when ten figures buckle, hold the little warmth when there is not much left., close your eyes and helpless, if Yu Wen had been scattered, reheat temperature also does not touch the eyes moist. Breeze away is cannot bear to think of the past of yesterday, not take years but it is long-term attachment, and those who love the day, as if sculpted living long in my heart, in your mind, even if the amnesia, still have faint traces.

The wind cold into a palm of the warmth, the past swirling, hoping the vicissitudes of life, let the time they wither, but I read code in the fall in the dust memories, over and over again repeat. Winter season, as expected, although a person quietly gazing at the blue sky, forever two personal vicissitudes, still thank you for the warm and moving, thank you had loved me, thank those filled with memories, oath chapter, let this love and life.

Time change, passing by, if one day we are old, who will be the one you love? Lost and owned, moment moved, cut off the circulation in this trap, who will travel in the memory of empty, your life persist? Based on the room, heard the familiar melody: hold your hand, through happy and sad, day and night, we all have, life is not the law of a rhythm, as the heart to feel, do not care too much, just spend them with you ... ...

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