In this life, we met, and you turned into a lifelong love, warming your heart. So, in the cycle of fate, you wait for the years.
I don't know how many days and nights have passed, how many seasons have changed, and how many equatorial ends have passed, but I have never met you.
So, I think you have forgotten the love of past lives and the agreement of this life; So, I put away that beautiful waiting and was silent; So, in the last years, I gave up my pursuit in a hurry and gradually became dull, thinking that in this way, I could complete my best expectations. ...
Is it fate or the necessity of life? It seems like a set time in reincarnation, or I met you like this: neither too early nor too late, strange you, stepping on my birthday;
Is it a coincidence or a mystery in life? It seems that I can't escape the inevitable fate. I cherish you so safely: I didn't earn a penny, and I didn't seize a second. You remained silent in my heart;
Is it unforgettable or profound after all? So persistent in giving up your family, you still become an irresistible life ...
Whether or not, you are my tears in the world of mortals, the song of acacia, and the attachment of previous lives;
Are you under the bodhi tree, fate, the debt of reincarnation, the Covenant of life and death;
Tonight, I will send the softest feelings into your dreams, hoping to comb them into a gift and settle my heart forever;
Tonight, I will drop the tears of the wind in the dust of my heart, and I will turn the window tree and stare at you passing by;
Tonight, I will put VII's conversion into your arms. May it take root in my heart and never forget it.
Tonight, I embed the four seasons of the years in your clock, hoping that the arrival of stillness will stop time.
In this way, we can be together in this life, live and die together;
In this way, the afterlife can be together and never leave;
The world is indifferent, life is troubled, and what evening is leisurely in my heart;
Go on an earthly date for you, just for the most beautiful meeting,
Because, you are my destiny, destined to wait forever,
Ultimate love ...
There is a tacit understanding about classic love prose 2, which is called coincidence;
There is a kind of happiness, called dependence;
One day, it was called missing into a river;
There is a love called sticking to time.
Happiness is an extension of love and a true feeling in the soul. People will cry when they are distressed, laugh when they are happy, be silent when they are cold, be surprised when they are moved, and be impulsive when they are hot. Love or not, in my heart; Fortunately and unfortunately, in my heart.
On the road of life, each has its own misfortune and each has its own happiness. Happiness is diverse, such as: being loved is happiness, loving someone is happiness, meeting every day is happiness, and thinking often is happiness. How happy you are in the end, and how much you miss only two people after separation, will let you know that happiness is also deep and is the brand of life.
Who do you miss this winter? Just like me, looking up at the sun is your bright smile; Looking up at the night is your dream; In the dream, it was you. Want to drown my thoughts with boring voice, but you are the temperature of my palm. It's cold and my hands are numb, but this can't stop me from sending "I love you" across the screen. Love is like a warm current, melting the cold.
Love is a desire to fight, a desire to suffer, a desire to think, a desire to be thought. I don't know who is giving and who is getting. If we must balance love, we will lose love and happiness will encounter disaster. When two people create happiness, they don't come first, they just create it together, and everything is just right. When you loved me, I fell in love with you. You work hard, I work harder.
If you miss someone for too long, you will feel sad and cry. Because "thinking" is a heavy feeling in the mind and needs to be released. I hate it when everyone expects time to pass slowly. I need time to fly faster and faster to the happiest moment in the future. But there is nothing I can do. I can only cherish all the minutes together, let you lie on my chest, influence time with your body temperature, and let the four seasons bloom in spring.
Missing someone is the fastest way to shorten the distance. When two unrelated people met, their eyes suddenly lit up, then they approached and had the first conversation. Later, they separated, and it was missing that brought them together again. If two people are a set of parallel lines of time and space, then missing is the linear distance of this set of parallel lines. The linear distance of each group of parallel lines can be drawn countless times, so two people are doomed to miss countless times.
I miss you and miss you happily. Say what you want, say what you want, and everything is free. Love you if you want, and love me if you love. Everything is invisibly binding two people together. Kiss if you want, kiss deeply, and there is nowhere to escape. If you want to hug you, I will hug you. If I hold you, I won't let go. Everything is the same.
If love is doomed to miss, I choose to miss every day; If missing is happiness, I choose happiness; If happiness is giving, I choose to give bravely. All causal cycles are your own choice, there is no need to hide them, and you will be at the end of your rope.
Thank you for spending the winter with me and waiting for spring.
I really want to think about it, so I will spend the rest of my life.
You bow your head and look up.
Do you close your eyes or do you open your eyes?
If you miss someone, it is a kind of mental torture.
Please don't miss me, let me miss you twice.
Thinking of someone is the happiness of life.
Please don't miss you, let you miss me twice.
But, at the moment, I miss you so much.
Torture is me, happiness is me.
In this life, since I love you, how can I find a reason not to think about you?