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Always said life barren bestie said she suddenly felt a good time! I asked her if she met her first love? She asked me in surprise, how do I know? I smile: you with a shy smile, such as the love of a girl, is a boring years admission met or that love, so I feel good times!
Some people say that time is beautiful, beautiful people always want to keep. In fact, time is not beautiful, but met a person who loves, but also the achievements of the best time. For a long time, we will meet a lot of people. Can you remember, in the life of the landing, who had to pass with you, who is your smile and can't get the guaqian! You and the thousands of people who have a fate? What a person's voice, which a person back over your soft heart! Once, I had a cordial meeting, only one eye, the dark eyes, a loving smile, he touched my heart. From now on, I miss the disaster, you love writing. I feel the time is so good, you said that because we love to meet, time will be so beautiful! I slowly back, you staring at, I have a heart like Diewu lotuses covering. Since the heart met, it should be Hu Shi's words: do not want to bring back Acacia, afraid to go out to see the moon; but the month into the window to harm my Acacia night.
The book said: if the love, time will take us to the right person. Yes, thinking about the new beautiful, from a lazy afternoon to check the dusk time, this is a messy chapter, after some trivial and busy in writing about the year of happiness, everything is so quiet and beautiful! The story began to knock on your fingertips, bullish lips, and your deep eyes, looking at each other deeply, we link up the long short life. A million years throbbing in the first appearance, has been the best ending. We are often happy to face the first encounter, but can not get along with each other in the treatment, and finally gradually far away from the book. Sima Guang in his "xijiangyue" word said: if not fight each other, love what it mercilessly. We value each other so much, but we have to say that hurt each other's words, increase the pain, and finally, should be Hu Shi's "dream and poetry" - you can not do my poem, as I can not do your dream!
Looking up at the sky, the corners of the mouth is still a faint smile, now, but more than a trace of pure blue. Stay in that thirty thousand feet in the sky is leaving traces, miss, is met joy, is the first shocking, parting is calm. Who in your life to meet you first look? Who do you remember the white snow mood in the old days? Yanqing charming at one glance of the dust laden who thousand years of waiting and waiting? It turns out that all the stories have been written at the beginning. Separation is not necessarily separate, together is not necessarily happiness. But, most of that person should cherish, is that from early to late in life, with the us.
The vast sea of humanity, for whom you transfer to wait for thousands of years, the world of mortals, who are you looking down pretty face. Which star of the night, to light for you, which is a cloud in the sky, can heal your wounds. Who's your hand and hand in hand, together to listen to the wind rain long short, watching the moon, together at Asahi sunset together now? Always thought to enjoy loneliness, is also a kind of beauty, a realm. But, after all, is a person, need to know how to share their happiness and sorrow, and the people can love each other, but there will always be a feeling of separation.
Can not always only if the first appearance of a good early encounter, but can continue to the bottom of my heart that a true. Every happy encounter, are the most beautiful edge. Xi Murong wrote in a flowering tree: how can I let you meet me in my most beautiful moment. For this, I beseeched the Buddha for five hundred years, we asked him to build a very good friendship. So, you and I met, is not the Buddha had asked for five hundred years before the fruit?
If the ups and downs, need an open-minded attitude, so don't leave, also cannot do without the open-minded, not put himself into the feelings of bondage cage, as well as Zheng Chouyu "Fu" don't in a poem: I leave you, is the wind, is the rain, is the night; you laugh I smiled and waved his hand, a lonely road would show up to two.
No matter how the world is noisy, no matter how complicated the dust covered with dust, increasingly believe that chaos is something other than peace of mind. More and more believe that the people who meet no matter how much time and space, will eventually return to the origin. Fate is obtained, it is letting go, fate is bitter and astringent, also has a sweet, edge, happy to learn to do, learn to stay on the back of the pack, to continue their walk on the road.
We just quiet in the soft time too long, that he wrote the title but don't know how to leave or light or deep as the first touch of imprinting in this long notepaper.
When a person all the scenery see you smile, I waved his hand and movements were sad. Although the parting is painful, even so, but also have a beautiful turn. At least in the most beautiful time, met the heart of the people, each other has left a beautiful and moving!
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