With a sweet heart, a gentle eyebrow, a smiling face and a whispering heart,
Peach blossom, soft flower, butterfly dance is light and tender,
Flowers bloom, waiting for you at the window, on the sansheng stone, 500 years of fate,
The snow has stopped, the pavilion is waiting for you, and the world of mortals is a stranger, continuing the love of previous lives.
The setting sun shines obliquely, waiting in my mind, longing for love, burning the prosperity of my life,
The full moon, waiting in the dream, gentle smile, warm meeting,
I promise you, a maple leaf, the wind will hold the dust fragrance, and the eyes will flow.
Walking on the edge, a gentle eyebrow, a gentle season, a touch of acacia,
A low call, trembling with long-lost expectations, only willing to accompany you,
A heart-to-heart, meet the fate of previous lives, meet each other's affection,
Soft flowers, sweet hearts, beautiful flowers,
Butterfly dance is light and graceful, dreaming and living together, like a peach blossom.
Keep a rainy balcony and stroll along the dependent paths.
After staying in the cloister for a long time, I twisted a lingering mutual affection.
Warmth evokes long-term feelings, the pain of missing long and short, the joy of being tempted by posts,
Drunk for a long time, true dreams come back, a kiss is fragrant.
Holding hands with fallen flowers, romantic flowers, warm sunset breeze and enjoying weeping willows at dusk,
Graceful and elegant, raindrops * * * language, smoky owl, strolling deep in the alley,
Feel the beauty and sadness of the flowing water of the small bridge and listen to the whispering of the morning dew.
* * * Go to the vast golden rape flowers to see the purples of the sunset.
Near water, distant mountains, lakes and mountains, all slightly drunk in the fog,
Trees and flowers, light and elegant, show the beauty of ancient charm and fragrance,
Looking at the misty mountains and rivers, there is boldness of vision and scenery.
Sucking the breath of Lingshan Xiushui, I am drunk, I am drunk.
A breeze, warm, blooms for you in the fragrance of flowers,
After the rain, it is fragrant and warm, chasing Hua Die in the rainbow frame.
Gradually understand that life, vicissitudes in the dust, just look back,
Always lacking experience, it becomes a cruel, bitter, sweet and sour world.
The so-called innocence is also to meet and stick to it with a smile.
The so-called maturity is just tears in the eyes.
When the world dust settles, it will never return, the season will never return, and the scenery will eventually appear.
Your choice, no regrets, youth pawn, can never be redeemed,
The past can be used to recall, and you don't necessarily know everything.
Don't indulge in your own shadow, don't expect everyone to understand you,
Some stories, except memories, no one will stay.
There are some things that no one will understand except yourself.
Let go of your mood and forget your silence. The world is really beautiful.
Close your eyes, let go of your troubles and feel with your heart.
Beauty can have no audience, no audience and no nature.
Love can have no past, no confidant and no future.
Rely on your umbrella gently in this life, walk in front of the flowers, and be gentle in your heart.
Look at each other with a gentle heart and smile with confidence, thank you.
Touched by the encounter, touched by providence, not to mention reincarnation,
My heart is tender, and I only want to lock my fingers in this life, not to say immortality.
Once we meet, we wish each other well, and we can stay together for three thousand years.
Stay together for life, caring for each other. I hope to be with you until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble.
Keep a yearning to warm your hand and understand each other.
Looking back a little warm, warm your affection, life is like a dream,
The years are silent, and in the long-cherished wish of missing each other, it is understated.
I am speechless and haunted by the feelings of Mo Yunran in those years.
A sigh can't blow away the broken sound of a lifetime dream.
A thin edge of paper bears the helpless yearning for the years.
Don't care, get together and leave the law of life, calm and calm.
Why think too much? You may not be complacent when you get it, but you should be unhappy when you lose it.
The four seasons turn, let it turn, let it wave and turn into a clear lake.
Meet the world of mortals, the stars are bright, the moonlight is long, and listening to this watery nature,
Communicate with your heart, stay with each other, and let your heart cross the track of time.
Mind your company, get to know each other, and keep your ideas in a dense,
* * * Under the moon, there is no need to pledge eternal love.
3 thousand infatuation, just for one person, love, flowers bloom and fall,
Obsession, gorgeous into the eternal soul, light smoke, soft man, recent love,
Red notes, endless lovesickness, plain, continuous love,
I like to see your sweet smile, pure happiness and happiness.
I like to listen to your whispers, touch my heartstrings, tender as water,
Affection, dedication, a yearning, irrelevant distance, the seas run dry and the rocks crumble,
Missing, invisible, silent, heartfelt,
Every morning, a feather haunts your shoulder,
In every dusk, with a gentle, * * * your language,
Acacia boiled in snow, a tender feeling, two hearts connected,
Fine and clear words, the ends of the earth, silently accompany you,
Flowers bloom for one person, and we walk through every intersection.
Love for a person is destined to be the most beautiful scenery in life.
Looking at the small bridge and flowing water, thinking of a quiet night,
Boil a pot of clouds and water, hug each other and sing a affectionate song.
Beautiful spring flowers, two hearts, our affectionate gaze,
Summer rain whispers, a kind of love, the action of our hearts,
The sky is full of maple red, and it is full of the joy of holding hands.
Winter snow is flying, echoing our persistent expectations.
Wind stops the smell of dust, eyes flow, walking on the edge of the season,
A faint smile, an eyebrow tenderness, a season of acacia tenderness.
A low call, gently shake off the shackles of acacia, meet in the most beautiful years,
A warmth. Watching the sunset hand in hand, overlooking the sunset at dusk,
Listening to the silence of the first night, the two looked at each other and thought for a long time.
Watching the sunset at dusk, I clearly love you, but my expression is not perfect.
Fate, knowing to give up, but unwilling to leave,
Feelings, knowing that they are suffering, why bother to let go?
Journey, knowing that there is no way, the direction can not be recovered,
Life, knowing that you will get hurt, everyone knows that you don't want to give up.
In the future, knowing that I have to wait, I am stupid and lonely.
Now, obviously not in touch, I always want to forget and think about it.
Life is a kind of balance, smile no matter how bitter it is.
Feelings should learn to relax, suffer and be strong,
People have different fates, different lives and different environments, so why seek common ground while reserving differences?
Different roads, different choices, different directions, the same intention,
Why should feelings be true? Be considerate of each other and give each other a step.
Life is like this, do it and cherish it. You should find your own home.
Grass and trees in autumn flow like clouds, and I taste the peace after the rain.
Life is like water, and quiet years are fine.
The mountains and rivers we have walked through are all landscapes, and the garden is full of spring when flowers bloom.
All the happiness I have tasted is happiness. With deep feelings, my heart is connected.
Worry for a long time without sleeping, love, not seeking prosperity for 3 thousand,
Bitter to the heart, tears will drop, and I just want to be single-minded.
Mo Yan, before Sansheng Stone, you never swore an oath.
Mo Yan, before Naihe Bridge, you didn't look back and smile.
Mo Yan, who missed this life, broke the string of missing.
Mo Yan, before and after the flowers, it seems that the water has passed, and the most true love,
Love, no desire, no regret, no grandeur,
Love has nothing to do with romance, nothing to do with distance, but it never leaves.
Heart to heart, deep feelings, such as peach blossoms.
Love is deep-rooted. When it is strong, I attached myself to the bud and fell in love with it.