I knew you were coming, so I waited.

Under the bridge of grief, the spring wave is green, and it used to be a startled photo. There must be a kind of beauty that is thrilling only in your heart. No matter what time, place or environment, love seems to be an immutable theme. About love, there are always a lot of soft words, often on the lips, but hesitant to speak.

The spring water is born, the spring forest is in full bloom, and the spring breeze is ten miles away, which is not as good as your smile.

There is always a person, let you care about far away, can not let go, can not forget. Life is infatuated, this hate is not related to the wind and the moon, there are too many Acacia in the world, always only burning in someone's heart, no matter the years are ruthless, the falling flowers are unintentional, but they are forever unquenchable.

The originally empty world of mortals is filled with many predestinies. Flowers can be reopened when they fall, but they can't be reopened if they are missed. Perhaps it is inadvertently shoulder-to-shoulder, doomed to miss each other for life.

Looking southeast, a Phoenix asks for a Phoenix.

The song "the Phoenix for the Phoenix" is full of warm love, which moves not only Zhuo Wenjun, but also countless infatuated lovers. Beautiful and moving love story, always let people yearn for, but also look forward to all the time, one day, I will become the protagonist in this story.

Unfortunately, the most common in reality is lovesickness for no reason.

Enter the door of my lovesickness, know that my lovesickness is bitter, even the bohemian Li Bai has such a feeling, not to mention the melancholy and sad subjugation king Li Yu, how is it that life always hates water and east. As for people like us, we can't control lovesickness or abandon infatuation. But all this has nothing to do with the wind and the moon, has nothing to do with others.

The moon gains and loses, goes and comes, flowers bloom and bloom, bloom and fail, spring, summer, autumn and winter, trickle year after year, only you, after a farewell will be indefinite.

Hate the king is not like the river building moon, north and south east and west, north and south east and west, only follow without separation. Hate you but like the river building moon, temporarily full is still a loss, temporarily full is still a loss, when is the reunion?

Waiting in the moonlight, waiting for the scenery, but not waiting for the person. That's why Ouyang Xiu said: on the first night of this year, the moon and lanterns are still the same. Do not see last year, tears full of spring shirt sleeves.

I knew you would come, so I waited. It's just that the waiting time will not be a long or short life?

Author: fall in love with Zhang Wuji