Clear words and write heart, light ink painting

A love can wait until the end of time, a love can be remembered for a lifetime, I miss all the days with you, that is the epitome of perfect love, if Miss has a voice, that is the musical note of Teana. ———– The life carefully decorated with love is gorgeous and perfect, warm and moved. All the years are colorful because of you, and the heart has no deadline. No matter how far away this life is, whether you are around me or not, I will accompany you to get drunk. There are countless lovesickness complaints and red notes in the flow of time. The smile is deep, the fragrance is far away, and the lovesickness songs can’t be played with a touch of keyboard. The words are like a spring. Can you ever understand the solution and beat the horse red dust, I am willing to listen to the voice of missing with a heart like water, and to warm the loneliness in prosperity with the love flower at my fingertips. Clear words write heart, light ink, no matter what kind of heart words, I always think missing is the voice of blooming, spring morning, summer Dew, autumn dusk, winter snow night, listen with listening, I will hear my thoughts about your heart, full and affectionate; Winter jasmine whispers, the dark fragrance of the Lotus, the persistence of Frost and chrysanthemum, and the precipitation of wintersweet are all moving songs, dip deep feeling into thick ink to outline a landscape and share the beautiful voice with you. I believe you will be moved. Red Dust, smoky rain, hazy affection, entering your world, missing is the knocking window of drizzle, I sing outside, you are inside, like loquacious glide, if there are bamboo leaves, it is a trace of throbbing deep in my heart and a continuous thought. The poet said that it was true to sneak into the night with the wind, and the feeling also sneaked into my dream so quietly. Coast to coast, my Xuan window has your lines of poetry, your long large table has my lingering chapter, and the red dust has no meaning, I would like to hold my son’s hand and accompany you for a lifetime. The barrier of thousands of rivers and mountains, you pass without regret, just for a short period of lingering; The indifference of the world, you pass by the wind, just to give me your warmth. Sit quietly at the lovesickness ferry and look at your direction. No matter how far the distance is, it will not be enough for us to live forever. Three thousand visitors will not be enough for your affectionate song. I like to look at the street lights with a smiling heart, and I like to look at your figure through time and space with warm eyes. Life is not flashy. If you are there, it is my peaceful home. Every night, missing is the feeling of a dream. Moonlight sprinkles the afterglow on your face through the curtain, sleeps with your name on your pillow, whispers, nostalgia and smile are written on your face. Who says that dreams have no appearance, if you say that there is no color in your dream, it is your eyes, full of tenderness, it is the colorful world that you dye with ink, and I have a life full of desire. Time is like smoke, flowers bloom and fall for several years. Although some days are short, they have a lot of happiness. Deep feelings have always been there. Love for thousands of years and keep for thousands of years, you are always the cause of my unwillingness. Holding the red dust and relying on you, gently dancing a tender feeling, playing the most real confession, the wind and rain in this life, accompanied by life is not lonely, the corners of the world, you are my home in the sea. Meet this life, meet the next life, long road of life, and the figure of supporting each other is willing to go forever. Light a pillar of incense, pray that I will still be the treasure in your heart in the afterlife, and devote my whole life to rely on you. There is a lingering taste in the crystal-clear long tone, and there is a pure love flower in the gorgeous or simple light ink. I will stand in your shadow with my whole life, dance your thoughts into your bones, you will be the body I can’t give up, spend time with my heart, and have a long life. Lovesickness is thick like wine, clear words are red and dusty, silk dots are drunk and dyed the bloom of youth, deep affection, love is strong, roll curtain, brush a flexible string, feel warm, looking for the scenery that belongs to you and me in life. You said, we still have a long way to go, waiting for us to weave together forever, waiting for us to help each other to see Xianyang, I understand that if we don’t give up in this life, we will answer. I held my thoughts in my palm and gathered them into the shape of my heart. I saw the sunshine through my warm fingers and sprinkled a happy reverie on my face. Put missing in the memory, that is the deepest and warmest corner, always drunk in the heart, always spread the most Spoony whispers. The Missing is engraved in the years, even if the wrinkles are all over the face, even if the white hair is dyed, the persistence will not fade, the smile is still, the heart is still. Putting an unspeakable move into the bookmark of life is a beautiful dynamic picture in my heart, Dancing with the wind of the four seasons, flowing with the river of time, and heading for forever with the sail of time. I am here, you are also there, the word is love, the deep love is poured into the eyebrows, and a sum of Sauvignon Blanc falls, that is, I miss your voice, the time is so long, I have never gone far when I meet, it is always spring in our hearts. This feeling can be learned from our hearts, and the rock has no transfer. There are countless chapters, only love is still, coast to coast, only missing constantly, singing slowly, the aftertaste is around the beam, no matter how long the time is, I still insist that you are the warmth of my life!

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