I can never forget that Jiangnan in my dream, the old dream is faintly sweet, the heart is moved by the tacit understanding, and the affectionate love between the two is always intoxicating and difficult to wake up. That touch of nostalgia always appears in my dreams.
How much I want to tell you how pious the love in life is! How tender those feelings are! Life and death are in harmony, and you will be happy with your son; hold your hand, and grow old together with your son. It turned out that the people I loved and the scenes I passed by were just a past of blunders and blunders.
The favor of the past has been handed over to the years, all the warmth, time will remember for us, some warmth can only be commemorated by words, a first sight, after several winds and rains, the lingering fragrance curls up, and the precipitation of a flower blooms tender and beautiful.
That beam of brilliance illuminated my whole life and warmed all my past and heart. I was trapped in that city, and I couldn't get out of it. The predestined relationship in the past life, the love in the half life, in the eternity, there are undercurrents surging.
Waiting for thousands of years, just to meet the self in the previous life. Looking for it, it is not easy for two souls to meet each other, who has never cared for it carefully, who does not want to cherish it with heart?
Sometimes it may be a helplessness, or an accident, which backfires and subverts all the endings. Who can give a good reason for love? Who will betray whose tenderness?
Seeing and not seeing, some obsessions, have already traveled through thousands of rivers and mountains, and integrated into life; thinking or not, some tenderness, even if there is no romantic romance, it will always stand in place and become eternal.
Those years of memories, gently overflowing the bottom of my heart, no matter whether you come or not, they are the most enchanting beauty in life. Never ask how much affection is, and always believe that time will precipitate a steadfast love, and years will verify a true heart.
On the stalk of memory, who doesn't have two or three Pingtings? Swaying the touch of life. That April day in the world lasted a prosperous feast; the gentle waves of Cambridge Bridge witnessed the reunion of past and present lives; how much pain did the clouds in the western sky carry?
Some pass by, come very lightly, some parting, leave very painful! Can't say goodbye, can only be silent, can't face, can only break free.
Trying hard to forget that deep love, but getting so much helplessness, trying to give up that obsession, how difficult it is!
In life, there is always that one person who is so close to you and yet so far away, who can still feel the warmth and obsession spread silently and wantonly in the bottom of my heart across the distance of the world.
At the end of time, the vicissitudes of life have turned into mulberry fields, and those endless thoughts are still lingering in the wind. Life, is it to rush to a time of falling flowers? If it is a disaster to get close, then let us watch it from a distance.
If memories can last forever, then let me be intoxicated in my own world, sit through the loneliness, taste the loneliness, even if I am alone, I will not lose the warmth and poignancy bestowed by time .
Thank you, I have never been far away, that affection, that persistence, has already penetrated into my life, and has long been integrated into the years.
I only wish that the time will be quiet, you are here, I am here, it is God's best arrangement. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com