Standing in front of the window, I gazed at the outside world for a long time, feeling the wind blowing, as if a wisp of fragrant fragrance had entered my heart. My thoughts drifted with the wind, flowing in the endless air, like the wish of the light moon, as brilliant as the flowers of the passing year.
In the rippling **, I poured out my deep desire in my heart, and let the wind pass my thoughts to you in the distance. The years are like flowers, blooming roses, enriching the walls of longing, so that our feelings are completed in silence and are full of love and long-lasting moonlight.
Look at the red dust and flowers a few degrees, lingering, and the petals carry my affectionate thoughts and ardent expectations for you. When the moonlight falls, it paves a way for us to connect with each other, so that we can miss each other and watch each other in the quiet night. This is as beautiful as a picture scroll, connecting our hearts closely and composing a song of love together.
Standing at the corner of time, my heart seems to shed a meter of golden sunshine, and the light and shadow warm every inch of my thoughts, like a warm touch, so that my soul is bathed in tranquility and serenity. My thoughts dance in the long river of time, like a light butterfly, flying freely among the flowers.
I listened to the poetic whispers of time, the sound of which was like the murmuring of a stream, soft and quiet. In this tranquility, I felt the purity and transparency of life, as if I was under an infinite blue sky, and my soul was cleansed and sublimated like never before.
At this moment, I am immersed in this quiet and beautiful atmosphere, allowing my heart to dialogue with time, and feeling the beauty and true meaning of life. The tranquility and beauty of this moment will become an eternal memory in my heart.
Like a dancing jade butterfly, light and pure, it spreads across the wilderness, dancing in the heart, turning the tranquility of the years into the most beautiful mark. At the end of this cape, my thoughts of you are surging like a tide, like the first light of the morning, like the afterglow of the sunset, witnessing the beauty of all this.
With a breath of fresh wind and a touch of floral fragrance, I walked on a romantic journey. I cherish the warmth that accompanies me all the way, and let the season in my heart bloom with endless beauty. I am obsessed with the road when you came, and I tell the desolation of this life with sincere emotions. In this season full of vitality and vitality, I use the blue sky to make paper, and use my heart as ink to engrave the appearance of the years in my heart.
The wind of the season, like the melodious sound of the piano, gently blows through the heart, through the barriers of thousands of mountains and rivers, your thoughts are like arrows through the long night, precise and persistent, floating to my city. This longing is like a long and affectionate poem, depicting picturesque beauty, but also as ethereal as a dream, like a blooming flower, gorgeous and warm.
I seem to be able to hear your voice calling me gently at the ferry of youth. The soft whisper, like a ray of warm sunshine, passed through the window of my heart, leaving a deep imprint, like a clear spring slowly flowing in my blood, nourishing my soul and bringing me endless warmth and tenderness.
Slowly twist the thread of time, whispering in the middle of the year, the fragrance is like a clear spring into the bones, tender like water, deep into the bone marrow. The color was like the morning light in my heart, and I was full of intoxication. The petal dew is like a budding flower, gentle as jade, full of affection. Even though we are thousands of miles apart, our hearts are still tightly intertwined, as if each other's souls are resonating, and we are no longer alone.