You are my most beautiful encounter.

I believe that you are a fallen leaf passing by me, and you are quietly treasured by me in the golden autumn. Although the book has turned yellow, the joy hidden in the fallen leaves is still so clear. You are the most beautiful dream in my memory, and I relive it when I wake up. Looking at the rising sun outside the window, that kind of intoxication pervades my heart.

Fate must be predestined. Why will it happen in this city in a few years? Could it be destiny takes a hand's love?

If you suddenly meet in the vast sea of people, please don't forget to kiss me, pure and warm, sincere and long. How many last romances, how many seasons of reincarnation, I don't know whether the rain is carried by the wind or dragged by the wind, and my mood is also erratic. My memory seems unwilling to wake up, and sometimes I refuse to remember clearly our first acquaintance, whether it is the romantic Peach Blossom Creek, the smoky Yang Liuan, the faint Lanting, or the beautiful and fragrant Meiyuan. Between clarity and ambiguity, everything seems irrelevant, like a winding vine.

The wind is always so loose and informal. When it passes by me deeply and shallowly, it will be filled with deep thoughts and thoughts, just like a shadow. It turned out that it was not romantic, but involuntary. Irresistible thoughts, from past lives to this life, from early spring to deep winter, are not vigorous, not for the end of time, but for the pursuit of tacit understanding and mutual understanding.

A beautiful meeting is like a beautiful flower. Even though bloom has fallen, my thoughts have never stopped. You've been here in your life, and it's sunny in your heart. Although you have a lot of feelings and helplessness, you still walk by with a smile. Unforgettable, and sooner or later.

Time is like a beautiful girl, gently, slowly, with a low eyebrow and a little smile blooming with some past events. Witnessed the past of all our experiences, standing at the end of the years, grazing the soul, looking back at the fleeting time, those smiles in the purples, and the vivid memories of the eyebrows, I only sigh that not all encounters can be preserved as legends.

Walking in the rain lane and planting a bouquet of fragrant flowers in the wind, just because you are the most beautiful encounter in my life, it will be precious to give me an appreciation heart, read and greet softly, and accompany me day and night; Whispering care nourishes every affectionate cell. There is a person in my heart, so warm and beautiful.

I like being touched in your arms, watching silently with your warm eyes, and decorating the beauty of life with this warmth. Sighing at the God-given meeting will accompany you with the softest feelings in your heart all your life. My words will also fall into warm colors because of you. Meeting you is the most beautiful fate in my life. What kind of fate is this!

In this city, I met the most beautiful you, and you are also the most beautiful person I have ever met.