I see happiness because of you, because you have given me happiness. From then on, let me keep you in my heart all my life.
I see love because of you, because you gave me love. From then on, knowing smile made me remember all my life.
I see warmth because of you, because you have given me warmth. From then on, unhappiness will remind me of your dependence.
I saw the blessing because of you, because you gave me a blessing. From then on, I may not be together day and night, but also leave me a lovesickness.
when listening to the same song, there is a kind of missing that is more distant, but there is a kind of missing that is more heartbreaking.
having the same dream, there is a kind of tears flowing quietly, and there is a kind of helplessness in a good mood.
The wind wrote poems on the water for a slightly happy pain, which gave me unforgettable memories.
Clouds write poems in the sky to moisten my heart willing to wait for you like raindrops.
Embrace lotus petals with sincerity and look forward to the warmth of spring with hope.
I was intoxicated with the lingering feelings of three generations, which dyed my pillow of acacia.
I just want to put you in my heart all my life and treasure you in my heart all my life.
I will enjoy the happiness and happiness in this world with you all my life, and I will bear the sorrow and pain of each other all my life.
please believe that I will be like a flower in my heart, like a flower with fragrance all the way.
please believe that I will be at the ends of the earth, listening attentively and listening attentively to your happy heartbeat. See happiness, because of your lyric prose 2
My window is facing the sun, the window is half open, and a breeze blows, which makes my heart comfortable.
In the window, there is a listener with a faint expectation. As for what to expect, it may need to be carefully understood. He always lingers in front of the window like this, and only looks out of the window like this, in quiet hours.
His heart has long forgotten itself. In the rich season, it is sprouting warm love, chewing sweetly, and that happiness.
how many times, when the wind blows, he naturally listens to the song, just like time flies. He looks ordinary, but he likes to look in the mirror occasionally in his spare time to see how much his beard is. At a certain moment, he will sing a few words, even though his tone is very incomplete.
When all the songs are sung again in an instant, everything is remembered again in an instant. Who once started to remember again? It seems that he is me.
Yes, how many past events have gone with the wind, and how many memories remain the same. We have gone through the vicissitudes of life and picturesque rivers and mountains, but we can't go through the years like water. In this time, I have been sad and lost, and now I greet whose heart and guard the windowsill, just like the tenderness you gave me.
When I miss you, I am silent, but the sunshine is soft. Even the dust on the windowsill irradiated by the sunshine is so delicate, following the greetings of the wind. I can't tell you why. I especially like to stay like this and never get bored.
Maybe you have long been the destination of my heart, and every time I breathe, I do whatever I want; Every time I miss you, I can't help it. I count the love of the years, and it ripples around, colorful with the simplicity of dreams and the simplicity of love.
Half-open the window, and the wind makes it warm. Although I don't know how many times to look back, I can appreciate you completely, this season's flowers are blooming again, all of which are the embellishments of the soft mind on the annual rings. Through the cracks of the sun, the wind chimes are swaying, which makes every affectionate person fascinated.
I suddenly remembered Bai Luomei's words: Open a teahouse. In a place near the water, it is not ostentatious or noisy. Some are old, some are thin, business is deserted, and even forgotten. These are not important. As long as there is so, so a guest. In the lazy afternoon sunshine, drink a cup of tea until it is tasteless; Will be a song, heard without rhyme; Read a book without words; Love a person unintentionally.
the days will be so pleasant, around us, vividly displayed, and the tenderness and yearning at the fingertips will create a bright and beautiful landscape, which will touch the throbbing soul.
I know that this belongs to the fragrance of love, and the affection of time is like the sea. I also know that bumps and bumps are inevitable in life, especially in feelings. There is no smooth through train, and there is no happy road of love at first sight. More tolerance means less quarrel, more understanding means less suspicion. Just as you talk about the persistence of time, I will cut it.
I picked up my coffee, sipped it spoonfuls, sat by the quiet window, embroidered with time, and cared for your beauty. The sun is still the same, so is the breeze, and so am I.