A warm wind, blowing open a season of Salix blooming,persimmonit is a year spring is waning., in the springtime of the year, we have the most beautiful encounter, from then on, day it dependencies, together for the only thing in life.
The wind gently swaying willow branches touching, such as my thoughts thousands, think you, in every morning and sunset; think you, in every word word word word; think you,released Slumdog is that every one of you I go! I am waiting for you! Whether it is in the sky, or the Cape, generation after generation, do not forget the years promise mountains!
Quietly asked the chirp whisper bird, fall in front of your window, gently tell you, really good sad good distressed! You wouldn't say and my pain, just to let me don't be sad;It is stipulated you being tortured patient pain, only to let me see you cry; you forced helplessness and anxiety, but over and over again to tell me your good, love you every time the phone comfort, fond of you holding me the affection! Also love you, in my heart every slide down the tears, you know, Wan Jian heart is what?!
Let missing be rain, knocking at your window, the depiction of thinking about your speech: I miss you, miss you in bed boring looking out of the window,hawthorn if the feeling of spring in the sunshine? Really miss you, think you see flowers open when I smile, warms your heart? Really miss you, want to accompany at your side, you build the living Caudle, tea clothes; to you, from your couch before doing the Kafir lily, to read the fragrance Langhammer, and that failure to landscape garden!
Please filled the petals to send my attachment, dotted with romantic chapter, you know, I think in your chest, close your eyes, let your body with my sleep, languidly linger! Think before you Lennon Lennon silently, I will listen to you but with grievance release," okay okay" consolation discourse; also think, in front of you, my heart's tears can be arbitrary in cheek whirling; more you want to see, with pieces of pile end parties, calm and strong!
In spring I wait for you, not painful, not sad, not,cucumber love of suffering! In spring I wait for you, the same flowers blossom falls, use the same sentiments, see that the end of life! In spring I wait for you, regardless of how the time flows, if you looked up and saw the clouds, it is my watch, with pious attitude, with an almost touching dedication, at the season deep place, waiting for you, waiting for you, waiting for you to stand up, to put the love in the spring, charming into the most beautiful flowers, blooming in your heart and mine! |