Pouring a clear sound, melodious like gurgling water, depicting the dreams of this life, just like the tenderness in ink painting. Every encounter is like a spring breeze blowing through the flowers, awakening all kinds of tenderness;Every touch is like autumn rain hitting the fallen leaves, and what falls leisurely is warmth and thoughts.
Because of you, my life is so beautiful, like a starry night sky, bright and warm. You are like the shining star, illuminating the journey of my life, so that I will no longer be confused in the night.
I long to spend every morning and dusk with you, holding hands to ride through the wind and rain, and embracing the sunshine. May our love be like an eternal poem, still shining brightly at the end of life. May our encounter, like the sound of heaven, always reverberate in every corner of this world and become the most beautiful legend.
The passing years are silent, like a pot of old wine, sprinkled in the long river of memory. The flowers bloom on the mo, like an elegant ink painting, embellished in the picture scroll of the years. Time is silent, time is silent, leaving only that deep love, like stars dotted in the night sky, flashing with endless thoughts.
That love, like the warm sun in spring, warm and soft, sprinkled on the heart, let the heart feel the power of love. It falls into the poetry lines of the years and flows gently in the long river of years.
The years are in a hurry, the years are like water, and that love is like a fallen leaf falling in the wind, dancing. With the passage of time, it sings and whispers with the wind.
In this silent passing year, let us remember that deep love and feel the eternal emotion. Let it shine brightly in the long river of years and become an indelible mark in our hearts.
As light as the morning mist, the light gauze is ethereal, the piano is soft, and the song is low. The years are like flower petals, embellishment of them, dancing, sprinkled on the ground in the moonlight. Lovesickness, like a sword breaking through the air, breaks the shackles of the world one by one. Meet in a dream, looking forward to the joy of that moment, like spring water.
Waiting has become the solo of the season, and longing is woven into beautiful poems like a weaver girl. The delicate floral fragrance gently lingers in the heart, as if the joy wells up from the bottom of the heart, filling the air. I hold a wisp of fresh air, as if I can feel its tenderness, as if I can touch your face.
Every time I think about it, the poetry of that time is like a picture scroll, slowly unfolding, becoming the most precious treasure in my heart.
The moment of that encounter was like a bright star, lighting up the night sky of my life. I am grateful that it exists because it makes me believe that in this world, there will always be some beautiful encounters that make life colorful.
The warmth of the heart, like the warm sun in winter, silently illuminates our lives;The meeting of souls is like a starry night sky, dazzling.
In these passing years, what we yearn for is nothing more than a deep hug and a shallow companionship. Those laughter and laughter, those tears in the past, have become the most beautiful memories in our hearts.
The years are deep, the years are shallow, and we are all looking for the happiness that belongs to us. And when we meet again, the familiar aroma of the soul makes us understand that the most beautiful reunion is the reunion of the soul.
With the passing years as the pen, the time splashes ink, depicting an intoxicating picture. Xu a long flower blooming accompaniment, Xu a round of bright moon for a long time, the faint breeze blowing, filled with a faint fragrance.
The moment we met, it was as amazing as a brilliant firework, and it was the most beautiful love in this life.
Time is constantly passing, but our love is always the same, like the beauty of the flowers and the brightness of the moon. No matter how the wind and rain change, we always support each other, accompany each other, and spend every unforgettable moment together.