Read the ice and snow, dance with you

Light inkstone side ink, quietly pick up Idsmay. How many Sun and Moon have you been stationed in the rain and Dawn? How many reincarnation have you stayed in because of the ice and snow. Pour the lifetime Watch into the tip of the pen, as long as the world is far away, and as long as the time changes. You, are still my constant attachment. If life never meets, maybe, I won’t pile up all the words just to depict a fairy tale that knows each other. If life never meets, maybe, I won’t hurt one keyboard, just to remember a person who knows me and knows me. You said, you love ice and snow. Therefore, I often expect that there will be such a winter day with smart snowflakes floating outside the window. In the room, I hold fragrant tea with you and sit quietly. Watching the ups and downs in the Cup, listening to the snow knocking on the window, keeping a plain acquaintance together, speaking with the soul and getting old with time. At that moment, my dream was blooming in your eyes like water; My soul was intoxicated in your burning heartbeat. Let us stay away from the secular noise, quietly, and do not interfere with others. As long as you have you, you will be very devout to support you in your heart and let your thoughts fly with the words. The dusty memories are opened one by one, and the clear picture is played back slowly in the mind with infinite attachment and beautiful pain. We are bound by words and cherish each other because there are too many similarities in each other’s fate. A kind of tacit understanding of the soul often makes us say the same sentence together; A kind of distant thoughts often make us feel a kind of mutual knowledge integrated into life. Just like two tired solitary wild goose, they found a harbor to stop in each other’s thoughts. Being honest and relative and holding each other silently is enough because true love is not a kind of satisfaction of carnal desire, nor a romance of eternal love. But a call from the heart, the life of the soul depends on each other. The body is just a carrier of the soul, and this life is just a continuation of the previous life. I firmly believe that you are the Yao Qin of my previous life. This life is only for me. Listen to me once again to touch the heartstrings. You will spoil me with your love. Use your love to keep me warm. If life is a piece of white paper, then your love is the most beautiful Danqing on this paper. However, in this life, how can I write to lock you into my poem. In the afterlife, how can I find it, so that you can not rub shoulders with me. Perhaps, meeting you is doomed to be a sad and beautiful feast; Perhaps, falling in love with you is doomed to be the fall of a lifetime. I know that I can’t walk out of the corridor of your life for the time of my life. I know that I can’t carve out the beautiful notes you gave me after reading all this ice and snow. If the warmth of life can be measured by love, then can you combine your name with my life? If you don’t come, I am not old. If you make a lifetime, I will promise a lifetime. Let me spend all my life with you; Read all the ice and snow of this life and dance with you!

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