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Acacia Que

In life, there is always a person, gently read, is the corners of the mouth up the sweet

By Elham NazriPublished 3 years ago 6 min read
Acacia Que
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 In life, there is always a person, gently read, is the corners of the mouth up the sweet. The name of a quietly remembered, a shallow call, is the depth of love like the sea. When the years are far away, some memories, are always engraved in the heart; some emotions, are always nowhere to hide. It is rare to find a confidant in life, like water flowing, pouring heart to heart. When you meet, you should cherish it.

  

  The sunset falls, and the moon rises. The moon is quiet, the breeze is slight. The window alone, the moon wants to fill the western building. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you want to do. The first thing you need to do is to "peck" a story, wake up from a dream, and fill your lapels with morning dew. The most beautiful of all time, the most beautiful of all time, will also be this "July 7th", true love is happiness, and understanding is the flower blossom.

  

  Pour a wine of the first heart, "I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I think of you every day, but I don't see you, so I drink the water of the Yangtze together. How long will this water last? When will this hatred be over? I hope your heart is like mine, and I will not fail to love you." Deep words are said shallowly, and the long road is walked slowly. The people are nowhere to be seen, the thoughts are still there, the heart is murmuring, the pulse is soft, who is the loneliness who is longing for? Who is the trust of the soul?

  

  In the sky, I would like to be a bird with wings, in the earth, I would like to be a couple of branches. I forgot the despondency of waiting for a thousand years, gently looking back and gazing deeply. I do not know, tears under the eyes. Perhaps, a true heart, no need to coquettish words, long will always know; a true love, no need to be able to talk, time will let you see clearly. The fact is that the actual people that you've met in this life, the things that you've met, the thoughts that you can't close, whether or not it's already predestined in the millions of people, just this one glance, is that the eyes and eyes of life of lingering reunion, is that the heart and heart of a lifetime of fervent attachment.

  

  I was surprised to find out that my love for each other was not revealed, but only because it was in my bones. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're looking for. The pain in the heart, the love that cannot be forgotten, the dream that cannot be awakened, and who finally guarded the thoughts into a song of long love, a queue of magpie bridge fairy. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you want to do.

  

  The first thing you need to do is to look back and smile. The time is simple, the years are dark and fragrant. The fact is that you will not be able to think about each other in your life. The fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to get a good deal on a lot of things. The fact is that you can find a lot of people who have been in the business for a long time. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are looking for. The world's waiting for the sea to wither and the stone to rot, looking down on the wind and flowers, had promised a little drop, and finally by whose "cold", in the years of the fingertips gently turn, let the flow of the years at will, or is still waiting for you in the deepest part of the time, holding a queue of love, twist and turn between the Zen enlightenment, thumping heart moment, dark fragrance floating, the fingertips of the emotions. The heart's thoughts, a lifetime of fondness, unconsciously this love has entered the bones, dissolved intestines, and we have never forgotten each other?

  

  Time is the petals that have fallen on the ground. The memory of this year leaning against the wind, slipping down the fingertips of the fragmented words, overflowing in the warmth of the heart, the depths of the nightmare, and who will be this thick and shallow, shallow and thick love gently placed, lightly chanted, several times waiting, several times wandering, or this Bodhi tree, waiting for a thousand years, just to see you. It turns out that there is always that one person in this world, so "easily" gentle you're like water years, pouring your fingertips years, reading your mind, unlocking your heart, but why the corners of the eyes are still slow to flow with yesterday's tear marks? The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're thinking about, or is it a broken heart?

  

  The fact is that you will be able to find out more about the actual actuality. It is not easy for people to meet; if they know each other, they need to be treasured. The hero's death. The most important thing is that you can be sure that you will be able to get the most out of your life. The world is like a chess game, the sea of people is vast, the years are like a river, meet and know each other, and then love each other. The first encounter of this beautiful, looking back at the lonely years of the warm miss, after all, is wetting the memory of who, intoxicating the flow of whose years? The most important thing is that you can be sure that you'll be able to get the most out of your life.

  

  The dice are so delicate that the red beans are not known. Perhaps, the scenery is beautiful, but also to have the heart to enjoy the scenery; love is true, but also to cherish the heart to experience. The most important thing is that you have to be able to see the truth. Perhaps the most beautiful encounter in this world is not for you to fall in love with me if you don't love me, or for us to not be together if we love each other, but for this encounter to become a long, long, long love, warmth, and family love. And who is this? The most important thing is that you can't stop thinking about the person you love, and you can't stop dancing about the romance that you love, and you can't stop thinking about the person you love, and you can't stop thinking about the person you love, and you can't stop thinking about the person you love, and you can't stop thinking about the person you love, and you can't stop thinking about the person you love, and you can't stop thinking about the person you love. The time is quiet, and the gentleman speaks; fine water flows long, with the gentleman; prosperous fall, but seek and the gentleman old.

  

  Tonight the moon is bright and people are looking at it, I don't know who will fall in love with me. The most beautiful encounter in this life is to let a cut of love wet the long-lost brow of the moon in the depths of the soul, from then on, the thoughts are told in the wind, the feelings are spread in the heart, or shallow language, deep hidden, July 7, may the sky have love, people are interested, give you and I this life of infatuation, we think about each other long, long together.... ...

  

  "You live at the end of the Yangtze River, I live at the head of the Yangtze River. I think of you every day, I don't see you, I drink the water of the Yangtze River together. When will this water ever end? When will this hatred ever end? I hope your heart is like mine, and I will not fail to love you."

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Elham Nazri

May the angels protect at my side. The devil can never come to the world.

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