2008/10/16 + angela
The one most beautiful meets
The arrangement of destiny, let us meet unexpectedly and know each other, it is our meeting most beautiful, in my life from then on, took the blank of that page one off, people's fate, the curtain was drawn back, tie at the same time, the knot not understood.
The heart is very cold, but look forward to constantly, winter comes early, that drifting snow of fluttering all over the sky, it was once our fairy tale world most beautiful, in that world, you were my gentle snow white, oh, one heating, a gentle one seal you, small hand ice-cold, face permeated with spring peach blossom bright red, the thermal current, warm whole winter such as you.
Remember that several rows of white poplars? Your heads of left of number, my heads of right of number, perhaps all of us can not remember that figure, but the clear one remembers, are lack of one, become the integer of four -figure number in our minds. The tall and straight figure that towers of white poplar, dense branch and leaf, extend at the top of the head, the umbrella hides the windscreen rain the samely for us, how many pairs of eyes is that, the smiling one is on the trunk, gaze at us, is reading our story, have passed by a lot of spring, summer, autumn or winters.
The difficulty of surviving, physical overdraw, let us dog-tired often in front of the love. Those commitments of descending slowly and lightly with fallen leaves, you never say, I know too, that tear flows through my bottom of heart too. The fallen leaves in that ground, keeping Hou quietly, the home, dark yellow blade, ones that make great efforts are pushed out of, the last drop of tears, you do not know, I, like you, the heart all break to pieces.
There is a lot of helplessness in life, twine so that you are exhausted, you have to bear, the obligation, responsibility. Natural instinct of people kindhearted, can't let selfish side, hide man true quality, you once complained too, but it is this that paid heavy cost. Want to retrieve, late, one's own voyages are two pieces of parallel.
A lot of times, drink sorrow down, it is here that the ones that stagger walk, the old street under the neon lamp, I saw clearly demarcatedly, you are just before my eyes, pay no attention to me, like the ghost of a piece of wind, like stepping on the shade that is stepped on under the foot. I am crooked, step on a line of poesy, it is here behind that your nervous keeping close stares at, my mouth, smiling evilly wantonly, turned round, but never dragged you, let me follow you, run on the street.
In life, can't be satisfactory to both parties, want to eat tangerines, can't be afraid of being sour, is afraid of cold, must spend winter too, separation and reunion, love between man and woman is long, heart Shang, the feeling is also long, love is here daily, soul beats in harmony, accompany in all one's life, it is our meeting most beautiful.
The arrangement of destiny, let us meet unexpectedly and know each other, it is our meeting most beautiful, in my life from then on, took the blank of that page one off, people's fate, the curtain was drawn back, tie at the same time, the knot not understood.
The heart is very cold, but look forward to constantly, winter comes early, that drifting snow of fluttering all over the sky, it was once our fairy tale world most beautiful, in that world, you were my gentle snow white, oh, one heating, a gentle one seal you, small hand ice-cold, face permeated with spring peach blossom bright red, the thermal current, warm whole winter such as you.
Remember that several rows of white poplars? Your heads of left of number, my heads of right of number, perhaps all of us can not remember that figure, but the clear one remembers, are lack of one, become the integer of four -figure number in our minds. The tall and straight figure that towers of white poplar, dense branch and leaf, extend at the top of the head, the umbrella hides the windscreen rain the samely for us, how many pairs of eyes is that, the smiling one is on the trunk, gaze at us, is reading our story, have passed by a lot of spring, summer, autumn or winters.
The difficulty of surviving, physical overdraw, let us dog-tired often in front of the love. Those commitments of descending slowly and lightly with fallen leaves, you never say, I know too, that tear flows through my bottom of heart too. The fallen leaves in that ground, keeping Hou quietly, the home, dark yellow blade, ones that make great efforts are pushed out of, the last drop of tears, you do not know, I, like you, the heart all break to pieces.
There is a lot of helplessness in life, twine so that you are exhausted, you have to bear, the obligation, responsibility. Natural instinct of people kindhearted, can't let selfish side, hide man true quality, you once complained too, but it is this that paid heavy cost. Want to retrieve, late, one's own voyages are two pieces of parallel.
A lot of times, drink sorrow down, it is here that the ones that stagger walk, the old street under the neon lamp, I saw clearly demarcatedly, you are just before my eyes, pay no attention to me, like the ghost of a piece of wind, like stepping on the shade that is stepped on under the foot. I am crooked, step on a line of poesy, it is here behind that your nervous keeping close stares at, my mouth, smiling evilly wantonly, turned round, but never dragged you, let me follow you, run on the street.
In life, can't be satisfactory to both parties, want to eat tangerines, can't be afraid of being sour, is afraid of cold, must spend winter too, separation and reunion, love between man and woman is long, heart Shang, the feeling is also long, love is here daily, soul beats in harmony, accompany in all one's life, it is our meeting most beautiful.
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