Winter's footsteps, drifting deep Medicox, even the last leaf on the tree, the wind also fell, the rotating to the swan song of life, then, willingly, anything sweet to protect flower mud. Season, don't seem to understand the world and how much, also don't understand human amorous feelings, she only along the track with fixed mode, round run alone, otherwise perform their duty and mission. I stood for a ferry, the season of the wind, gently turning page alternating spring, summer, autumn and winter, the endless the charming scenery along the way, in the years deep, shallow sing low hum, became a poetry of graceful and restrained, after engraved in the leisurely life in the long river.

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Time hand, ruthlessly dragged sunrise and sunset, bypass blossom flowers bustling and lonely, put a paper qing ning, comfortably in the palm, faintly filled with fragrance of flowers, beautiful water of hua year, warm the brow of years. Earthly fireworks madadayo buildings how much deep, winding in the life journey, if my heart of dust Medicox, slowly to wander nine zhangs world of mortals.

Leaning on the edge of fencing the friends are scattered, see duckweed african-americans, erratic to deduce the site of some of the olden days. Time of the wind, in the legendary iii reincarnation, how many scenery, blew away the ethereal much endless waiting for? Who is your scenery, who stand on the bank of mae, trapping yourself, for you to live up to the inlaid harp mood? Of who you are the sun, who is in a shade water, tianya weave a dream for you, add red sweet?

One thousand years ago, I was just before the Buddha monastery, a holy little violet, with spring flowers contend in beauty and no moon and ZhengHui, aloof to the wind ear, fragrant dark, wheatgrass alone. In order to meet with you, I offered a torrent, dye all earthly fireworks, reverently ask the one thousand in the Vatican sound of buddhist scriptures. Hear the morning bell and evening drum reminders, mu wind sweet dew. Longer with QingDeng, mind. Changing, on alternate days, your time, quiet time flies Medicox.

Saved one thousand, one thousand years of waiting, bearing the infatuation, this life practice to perfection, reincarnation, in fragrance fills the air, looking forward to it hard. Waiting for you a big tsing yi, leisurely to the extension and come. A QuXi meet, several loud sound hatred, amaze me lonely years, enchanting my lonely time. From then on, the wind and rain, such as song, clasped hands with you, walking hand in hand to the world of mortals.

In the spring scenery, flowers fragrance all the way up, listening to a few times YanYu warbler song; In midsummer of fragrant lotus, hold cup in hand outstretched secrets, pave paper ink painting a roll of painters; In the joy of harvest, the rip sweet fruits, took a bit autumn warmth in my arms; In the bleak winter, flying dream wings, along with the dancing man snowflakes spin, together with you, surround furnace fire, cook for snow tea, quietly drink. Silently waiting for the next year to sprout from the ear, and the green branches, when the spring flowers open again. Pave a roll of paper, half a inkstone ink, following the latest chapter of write our love story.

Deep in the world of mortals, meet with you about, the extension, xinxin pity with you. Don't ask how many curved, the road ahead how far is it don't ask, don't come home? Just want to in the cheng landscape, xu years static good, you calm. Gossip QingHuan LiuMeng lake, flowers, accompany you, when the wine song. You are my life, the most beautiful meet. Pen, ink, with tender feelings gift pen, just want to in the text for you fondly, book the scene of a spearmint wheatgrass, draw the picture scroll teary ending for love. Buddha says: all meet in the life is causal, god has destined to culminate in early has arrangement.

There is no early step, no later step, when you come, I also just in: oh, so are you in here. Silence between each other, heart of the tacit understanding, is no longer need too much words, when looking back a smile, only beautiful incarnations every inch of the time. Our meeting, is a good stone on an agreement. Would have said yes, you don't come, how dare I leave?

Curved arch eyebrows, wrapped around thousand wisp of sorrow and resentment, brow of cinnabar birthmark, is little acacia red beans, after several strong pull through several cycles, at tianya road far, stubbornly stood outside the three worlds, see how much loneliness, busy just a few degrees. I know that you would come. So has been waiting for you. Waiting for you through the earthly fireworks, scour passage, coming up to me from the world of the transparent clear, warm a heart, hold a debt of gratitude, for a reason, a dream.

Boundless and indistinct, light love with you, deeply love, beginner's mind meet the good, the joy of eye contact, each other wordless tacit understanding, flipping became each other's heart, dazzle bright every twilight, gorgeous the scenery infinite. With time, and line and song, walk with you holding hands every day, spring-like four seasons scenery along the way, the grass sprout out of the earth. This is to belong to our world, isolation, away from the hubbub of xanadu, here mountain, was full of flowers, butterfly dance bees fly, even the air dense filled with the fragrance of sweet sweet. Like the dew of love, in my heart. Let the free to suck me, this love of ambrosia.

Forgive my greedy, I want to be in at the moment, the earth all the best of everything, I stay in the heart. Let me in your arms I am drunk, drunk in the castle, you do the most beautiful princess in your heart. Accompany you to observe one city, fine till the rain reading, to repair the fence kind of chrysanthemum. And you invite a meniscus, aficionado, poetry painting. His day dusk timesong, figure both dependent match, the morning sun, night to watch the sunset.

Because of you, my in the mind of every corner, all spread full sunshine, bright; Because of you, I'm down if the water flow of dribs and drabs, put the little fragments of ordinary life, are deduced brilliant; Because of you, my life, like the rainbow after each process of landscape, through every step of the way, are all shining memories, carved into beautiful stamp.

If a long dream, float world QingHuan. Good days, as always, tenderness, due to have been silently accompany you. Without words, the heart is warm, no need half paper covenant, sentiment has actually. Thank you in my most beautiful HuaNianLi, heard that heavy call me across the distant mountains, stepping my heart rhythm, and walked all the way to find me. Searching eyes, meet in my dream of flowering season, the surprise that love at first sight, fall in my tender picturesque tenderness.