1. A flowering tree-Xi Murong. Anyway, let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. For this reason, I begged for 500 years in front of the Buddha, asking it to let us have a dusty relationship. The Buddha turned my grandson without me into a tree, growing along the path you must take. In the sun, stupid people are full of flowers carefully, which is the hope of my previous life! Please listen carefully when you approach. Trembling leaves are my passion for waiting! When you finally walk past and fall behind you ... friends! That's not a petal, it's my withered heart.
No one knows how much I love you. No one knows how much I love you, yes, no one knows, except the flowing time and air, and myself. My love is silent, you don't know, no one knows, but I still love, really love. I carefully measured the distance of this love, one step, two steps and three steps. ......
Honey, forgive me for not counting. My love seems to fall into the middle of the night. A year, ten years, maybe longer. All this, honey, you don't know. I'm still very quiet when I play alone. I am not lonely or wronged. I use love to light up the four seasons of my life and enjoy the beauty of loving someone silently. Of course, I also want to be infected with running water, red and fine dust falling in the air. I want them to know that I love you in this world of mortals.