Read with dust and float to your city.
Do you feel the falling flowers on the windowsill
It is a dream left over from previous lives, which blooms or withers only with your season.
Deep in time
I stood silently, just waiting for you, and I was sent by the wind.
The argot of running water and the infatuation of deep meaning in eyes
The wind passed and blew away a heart sound.
Just say, the warmth of blooming, the persistence of flowing
This is the way I love you. From the day we first met, my heart only flew for you, and my pen only rose and fell for you.
The moral of a poem is only you and me.
Only in this way can we understand the fireworks that cross the other side of the soul and light a tree.
How gorgeous, how to turn bones into hearts.
Watch quietly in the world of mortals, waiting for the window of the heart.
Just for you, open your hands and draw a lush picture.
Memories of the past are full of memories, and feelings are as long as smoke in the twilight.
The smallest entanglement in time has formed a silent and affectionate miss for you.
Drunk elegance
Hope, wandering in the season, waiting, and settling in the mood.
(2)
The breeze outside the window is too small, the flower shadow is Buddhist soil, and the rain curtain is a woman.
How much care, abrupt and deep into the bottom of my heart with the wind.
Around the green vine, printed into the eye bones, but also entangled in the city deep in the world of mortals.
Cooking with heart and fragrant fireworks.
I miss you across the mountains and rivers.
When a wisp of cloudy wind passes through the mountains, from the distant sky, gently Xu Lai.
Will you come to me with a previous life agreement?
Waiting in the world of mortals, waiting for a curtain of misty rain to moisten the painter in the ink.
A thousand words flow in the text.
Exposed the hope in my heart.
And grow up quietly with a compassionate attitude.
The drizzle is lingering, like a heart that cannot be covered.
Spin gracefully in the misty water
Will the swirling ripples be rounded to perfection?
Let's wait in our eyes and draw an affectionate full stop.
(3)
Find your footprint and get close.
The heart ring mapped by moonlight flows quietly.
I put pen to paper and quietly wrote down my attachment.
For you, Xin has married Pingze.
Time, gently, picked up the beauty of a piece of paper for the first time.
Put it on your chest, melt into your heartbeat, and let it fall with my morning curtain like life.
Cut a curtain of dreams and leave a window tender.
Water Mae lifts a flood and raises a pulse of emotion.
I look at your city through the moonlight.
There is a dream direction, emotional transformation and inner waiting.
I would like to use the eternal fragrance of lotus to incense your heart.
Bloom for you and give you fragrance.
I always thought I would invite you for a walk in the misty rain.
Listening to the rain falling on my heart, I cooked a deep feeling, and there were graceful and restrained words between the lines.
My heart, still in the same room, keeps three inches of sunshine for you, depicting a gentle life.
Waiting for you as promised.