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I loved you once. I loved you.
I loved you; Maybe I still love you,
I once loved you; Love, perhaps,
The flame, perhaps, did not go out; however
It didn't completely disappear in my mind;
It burns quietly in my soul,
I hope I won't bother you again;
You should stop worrying about it.
I don't want to upset you any more.
I love you silently and desperately,
I once loved you in silence and despair,
Sometimes too jealous, sometimes too shy;
I endure shyness and jealousy;
God bless you to find another person who loves you.
I once loved you so sincerely and tenderly.
Gentle and sincere like me.
God bless you, another person will love you like me.
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She walked beautifully.
Yiren Qian Ying
Author: george gordon byron
Rod Byron
She walks in beauty like the night.
The beautiful image of Iraqis moves quietly,
Wan Li is cloudless and starry;
That night, the clouds disappeared and the stars came out.
All the beauty of darkness and light
I always feel beautiful day and night,
Meet in her appearance and eyes:
All returned to Iraq's forehead.
Such soft light
I got drunk with a sip of Nong Guanghua.
Heaven rejects a gorgeous day.
Don't let the blazing sun compete for glory.
One more shadow, one less light,
If you add too much silk, the color will fade.
Half the damage to the nameless elegance.
The Iraqi people's great wealth and complete loss of face.
Rippling on every black tree,
A lock of moss falls like a waterfall,
Or gently illuminate her face;
Soft red ytterbium is as brittle as magic.
Where thoughts are expressed quietly and sweetly.
Weak as honey,
How pure and lovely their homes are.
I want to tell you how innocent this place is.
On the cheek, on the forehead,
Pleasant breathing, smooth eyebrows,
So gentle, so calm, but eloquent,
It is difficult for soft languages to do what they like.
The winning * * * file. Glowing colors,
Laughing and falling in love with this country,
But to tell you the good times,
Every day, the book is full of virtues.
A heart at peace with everyone,
Beauty does not hide its leisure,
A love is a pure heart!
Love the innocent boudoir.
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From Cohen to a.p. Cohen.
Remember a wonderful moment.
I remember that wonderful moment:
You appeared in front of my eyes,
You showed up right in front of my eyes,
Like a phantom, fleeting,
Like a flash in the pan,
Like the purest and most beautiful elf.
Like the embodiment of pure beauty.
In the torment of despair and melancholy,
Desperate sadness tormented me,
In the noisy time of the world,
I'm very upset because I'm so busy.
That voice sounded so softly,
A gentle voice always rings in my ear,
I dreamed of your lovely face.
Charming figures always haunt my dreams.
Time flies. The impact of the storm
The years passed. Waves of vague impulses
Dispelling the dreams of the past,
Like a storm blowing away the illusions of the past,
I forgot your gentle voice,
I forgot your gentle voice,
And the characteristics of your heavenly face.
I forgot your fairy face, too.
In distant places, in gloomy isolation,
In the desolate countryside, in the darkness of imprisonment,
My life is quiet, nothing is new,
My time is quietly extending,
No face like a god, no inspiration,
There is no god to worship, no inspiration,
No tears, no life, no love, no you.
No tears, no life, no love.
Then my soul woke up,
My heart finally woke up again,
Your face appears again,
You appeared in front of my eyes again,
Like a phantom, fleeting,
Like a flash in the pan,
Like the purest and most beautiful elf.
Like the embodiment of pure beauty.
My heart is pounding,
The heart sprouts in ecstasy,
Appeared again for its sake
Everything is born for it:
A face like a god, an inspiration,
With a respected god and inspiration,
Life, tears, love, and you
There are tears, life and love.
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Amauri ti Lxx
Qingxin spring, the messenger of the powerful king of love,
Spring Festival is the drinker of the king of love,
Whose armor is so gorgeous?
His coat of arms is embroidered with flowers,
All kinds of flowers, spring is on the earth,
At this time, the earth is only Su Sheng,
Dressed in gorgeous clothes-
Let a hundred flowers blossom and compete for beauty.
Go find my love, she lies there carefree,
Go, go, I love my family,
However, her bow is not awake in winter;
She is still lounging in bed,
Tell her that the happy time will not stop,
Tell her that happy hours will never stop,
Unless she grabs his forehead;
Grab Guang Chen, move fast,
Therefore, please ask her to get ready as soon as possible.
Tell her to comb her hair and wash her face at once,
Looking for love among his lovely crew;
Standing in the girls' team to welcome love,
Everyone, who missed her,
Whoever misses what she loves,
Will be tortured by his confession.
We must bear the punishment we deserve.
So, sweet love, act quickly while it is still young;
So hurry up, honey, spring is just right,
Because no one can call back the past time.
Disappear and you'll never find it again.