Everlasting scenery, unchangeable landscape

Some people, no matter how nostalgic, eventually become passers-by, some things, no matter how forgotten, will be meaningful in the heart, one day, learned in the text, chisel your shadow for years, describe your warmth on a piece of rice paper, such as dream smoke feelings linger in the flowering period, intoxicated and ethereal, the text echoes a warm whisper.

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The footsteps of summer, light and light, the soft breeze caters to the pace of summer, blowing through mountains and streams, spreading a section of bright and beautiful grass, warblers flying, blooming flowers, that is the taste of summer; warm rain, breeze blowing, will be lingering into a soft finger, who fell in love with the apricot blossom light rain, the glory of a period of time into different fireworks.

The bank of the river in a hurry, vaguely see the appearance of the old year, those lost in the years of some people, some things, gradually lost the original color in the Liusha River, dark, little beautiful also flying over the years, with what kind of paint, smear the scenery of this season? At the end of the season, a person stands, quietly guarding the expectations of one side, hoping to see the lights that have been shining for you, the city in bloom.

The past, such as smoke and fog, refused to leave, refused to disperse, also like flowers, also like a picture; once upon a time, missing falling in the middle of the night, running in the lost wasteland, a person carrying a heavy love, through a lonely journey, tears wet clothes; that sentence is bleak, wasting time, several times want to push the window to fly, and feelings linger back, always can not let go.

A strong feeling, entangled in Xuan paper, disorganized, but stubbornly before the case, sipping the paper tie of fleeting years, pursuing the long-term love in the mirror, enriching in the mirror again and again, but lost again and again; is it just the flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, the distant expectation? The years bloom again and again, thank you and bloom again and again, over and over again, but I am lost in a circle and I don't know where to go.

Heart sea speechless, miss silent, cold limpid into the bottom of my heart; once thought that a lifetime of watch, will be exchanged for a low smile, the most moving tenderness, no regrets in full bloom; but once thought, but can not withstand the wind and rain, fleeting in a hurry, such as a paper kite, crumbling Miss but no regrets, sunk season after season, always firmly believe that the reunion, will be reunited, there is always a certain, Taoyuan that a touch of purples, one day, scattered here.

The longing and longing for spring still never stops, still giving birth to vitality in the garden of life, waiting for a stop in time, looking forward to meeting on the day of flying flowers, achieving an agreement as scheduled, so that this thin time, in the journey of mountains and rivers, keep some beautiful memories; let that corner scenery dye a body of lotus fragrance, written here into flowers, separated by three generations of fireworks, can also love love!

If you can worry like dust, can also be like flowers, thick and light appropriate; will be a word of flowers, a gentle petal, quietly into the heart, fold some small waves of mind, pay to smoke; around the moonlight weave a piece of paper, warm encounter of the gorgeous, twist words into flowers, around the finger into fragrance, a pulse of Bibo affectionate heart, whisper into poetry; let the warmth of this year, warm and moist the way you come, bloom and warm At the moment, as long as you understand, I understand, it is sunny.

A flower blossoms, stunning the purples of that season, ripples a pool of blue waves, drunken the morning bell in the twilight; the smile of bright time, knitting the romance of romance; you will always be an unforgettable scenery, unchanged landscape; this life, would like to pour a lifetime of gentle poetry, deep kind of Yingying nostalgia, beautiful love poems, for you to do Qinghuan!

Author: Luomei Snow Dance