Regretless love
There is a cloud in the Buddhist scriptures: from love, there is trouble, from love, there is fear, and from love, there is no trouble and no fear. I can't be a person who leaves love, but at least I can keep myself awake and innocent in love, keep my beauty and wisdom, love people who deserve my love freely, and spurn all hypocrisy and ugliness.
How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. For this reason, I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years, asking the Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship, so the Buddha turned me into a tree and grew on the roadside where you must pass. In the sun, the flowers bloom carefully, which is my hope in my previous life. When you approach, please listen carefully to the trembling leaves, which is my passion for waiting. And when you finally walked by inadvertently, you fell behind you, my friend! That is not a petal, that is my withered heart.
Maybe you will change, maybe it's me. In this complicated day, who can guarantee that you and I will still be lovers tomorrow? But at least, we will seize this happy moment. If God has mercy on us, we will be lucky enough to continue with each other. .....
If you are a gust of wind, I am a kite floating in the wind, carrying my thoughts of you and conveying my feelings of crossing the mountains and seas.
If you are a wisp of smoke in front of me, I am a dust condensed in the mist, sending a fluttering melody and flying for nine days.
If you are a cloud, I must be a gust of wind, carrying you over mountains and mountains, no matter where you go, even if you reach heaven and earth, you will have no regrets!
Say acacia, say acacia, think acacia is white. Listen to people's words, and persuade them. When you meet yourself, you will still have bitter memories. I will know each other for your heart. I can't sleep at night, and the people who miss me day and night are gaunt. I looked forward to it yesterday, and I looked forward to it today. I cried my eyes red every day? Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. Let my thoughts accompany you to the ends of the earth, chasing after you.
Our unforgettable love together, we both have the same expectations, always want to be together, and hope that the other party only thinks about themselves.
Life is a river that changes its direction at any time, and only the sea is the final unchangeable fate. Choose to love you and choose an irresistible fate. Leave all the results to time and wind to prove. Meet thousands of miles away, the seeds of missing will take root silently in the north and south, and rustle into a forest overnight. You will think of me when you see Pu Kui in the south, and I will think of you when I see Bai Hua in the north. The fate of the two places will not be broken-it is impossible to break. Distance makes us beautiful! But if we get too close, I will melt into your desire and you will be extinguished in my cold heart.
Love is the heaviest possession in life, but love is not the whole of life. Inside the door, outside the door, so far. Fate made you and me wrong. This is a miracle, and you and I will wait for the next miracle all our lives. Why sentimental, why infatuation; If the flowers are sentimental, they will wither early; If people are infatuated, they will be haggard. ...
People are in the end of the world, why not get drunk; It is better to watch others in pairs than to play with love tears in the dark. Although the ending doesn't satisfy you and me, what matters is the process, which contains too much tenderness, so we put it in the love story.
Many years later, when we met again, we all wore tired smiles. Ask my friend when you will play for me again, whether it is still the same or not. ....
To this end, we sit quietly in front of the net every night and fiddle with the strings of youth. Hugging you is like returning to your first love; That kiss often condenses in dreams; This is the beginning of love in late autumn, perhaps the beginning of youth. My farming began here, plowing this fertile soil. The sun shines on vilen, and the spring rain also urges the clear spring; Perhaps this distant dream of harvest will come true in the green countryside; Cherish it, the feeling of being inseparable; Bless us and let us be together forever. ...