Aesthetic prose poem about meeting: When meeting the eternal grassland, some people, for wishful dream,
Cross the mountains and rivers. Look;
Cangyang gyatso watched for him,
The lonely shadow of running horses,
Like wind, like clouds, like songs.
On the empty and clean grass,
A country girl who exudes the fragrance of vegetation,
Elegant whipping posture,
Full of Buddha nature and dignity, look;
Every cow and sheep under her whip has feelings, and the stubborn stone shows a shy smile.
Flowers and plants are full of souls,
Even the clouds on the horizon are full of tears for her.
If it weren't for your eager eyes,
If it weren't for my redemption,
Naneng
Meet in the breeze and light clouds
I tasted a cold and warm milk tea and played a sense of wandering in the rivers and lakes.
Feel each other's breath,
A heartbeat at first sight. Hot eyes rippled on the grassland.
However;
You're still you,
I'm still me,
Meet in the deepest part of the world of mortals,
For a dream that may have turned to dust.
Oh, there you are.
Aesthetic prose poem about meeting: the world is too big, meeting is a good fate, and two people are drawn;
Yes, I have two hearts.
The world is big and there are not many people you can meet;
The sea of people is vast, and there are few hearts that can know each other.
People are in their hearts, and they will be in their hearts;
Move with affection, and use it with affection.
In fact, the heart is very small, and it is enough to install a love;
Actually, there is very little time, so just stay with one person.
The truest love is that there are no distractions;
The deepest feeling is undivided attention.
The direction of the road, the foot knows;
The heart knows the direction of love.
People are traveling,
There are many people willing to accompany you.
There are very few people who can accompany you all your life.
Who is waiting silently,
People who have never traveled far,
Who can be by your side forever?
Are you kind to people who care about you?
Do you care about the existence?
The most rare thing in feelings is consistent care;
Being with you to the end is the longest confession.
Deep and silent,
Love is true, and there is nothing to say.
Don't ignore the seemingly ordinary possessions around you.
Don't wait to lose it,
I know what nostalgia is.
Silent company,
It's worth a lifetime to be kind,
To trust.
Aesthetic prose poem about meeting: Meeting is a vast sea of people.
The whole vast world.
To meet.
Destined
See you early, see you later.
Just when you came out.
Xiang Yu Xiang feng
Maybe?
This is a coincidence.
in my opinion
Hundreds of years of repair, the same boat jump
Allah Tantou
Everyone will die.
Destiny is fixed.
In the days to come.
Hand in hand * * *
Haunt the stage of life.
Live broadcast again and again
Agree without prior consultation
Take concerted action
Or stand up or dance.
Fall or sit down
deduct
Wonderful life
very promising
But then,
Usually more.
Not necessarily harmonious.
There are often some
Unexpected waves
Often unexpected
inscrutability
A disaster or a curse?
Happy or surprised?
Life has no rehearsal.
It's always live.
I would rather give up my name in name only.
You can't give up your ideals and beliefs.
I'd rather give up my illusory dreams.
You can't give up the vision you have fought for.
Would rather give up the fate that is no longer brilliant.
You can't give up your once passionate youth.
Rahi Badal Gaye
Be kind to everyone around you.
Be clear and understand
It was they who accompanied me all the way.
Let your life
Every live broadcast
Gorgeous and dazzling
Colorful splendor
They're the ones who accompanied you along the way.
Make your life full of vitality.
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