Love is a journey across the sky to eternity. It turns out that everything is just beautiful. When I finally understand that I love you, every path is sweet in the summer when you are looking for grass fields. The forest where maple leaves are picked up in the north is happy when pine cones land. The weather is sunny. You are a blue poem. The lake is quiet, but I learn to read the ubiquitous love. The aftertaste of dark chocolate in Belgium is not as good as that in your grape manor. Champagne is not as clear as your classical piano can't play the sound when you smile. Loving you is my most important trip. The lingering aftertaste of winding paths on the mountainside is not as clear as the raindrops on your glazed tiles. You are the most beautiful scenery, the most beautiful BABY in this world trip, so the desert is lonely, just like when we don't talk, so the ice mound is warm, just like me. It's sunny when we are holding hands. You are a blue poem, and the water is light. My thoughts are always in love with you. The dark chocolate in Belgium is not as clear as the champagne in your vineyard, and the classical piano can't play the sound when you smile. Loving you is my most important trip. The winding path on the mountainside is not as clear as the raindrops on your glazed tiles. You are the world. The most beautiful scenery in the world tour (this love) The dark chocolate in Belgium is not as clear as the champagne in your grape manor, and the classical piano can't play the sound when you smile. Loving you is my most important trip. The aftertaste of the winding path on the mountainside is not as clear as the raindrops on your glazed tiles. You are the most beautiful scenery in this world tour
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