Hiding you in my heart

The vast sea of people, the volume of Shaoguang end, we do not know how many times we will meet, or miss countless shoulder. Tap the fingertips, perhaps a faint wind shadow floating with the wind, become a deep memory of a trace of ripples. Whether passing by or stopping by, it is an important part of life to be remembered in the corner of your eye. The bittersweet companionship or sweetness is an invitation to life. The actual fact is that I often sit alone in the field, looking at the path in front of your house, hoping that you will come as scheduled. If it is true, I am willing to wait for you here all the time. If you can come, I will wait for you in this "green" May. If you do not come, I will wait for you in the next season. I'll wait for you for the rest of my life and hide you in my heart.

　　Remember, every year at this time, we will meet to the roadside gift store, you order a small delicate gift for me, I choose a bouquet of flowers for you. Then, arm in arm to a restaurant, sitting by the window, set up a few plates of light and refreshing dishes, open a bottle of red wine, in the sound of the gently colliding cups, you wish me a happy birthday, I wish you happiness and sweetness.

　　That day, I still stood in front of that gift store, waiting for you but waited a long time. From sunrise to nightfall, I actually searched for all the traces, but you did not come. When I left alone in silence, bewildered in a road I do not know how long walked how far. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the road, and I was in the middle of the road.

　　The actual fact is, I would like to hide you in my heart for the rest of my life.

　　The actual 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 most beautiful and real memories are preserved in the fragrant flakes, in the heart of a person with never-ending fondness. If you can turn out the heart of the collection again, I will continue to work hard, trying to do the best story of the main character. I will also write you as the only mistress of the show, write into my days, write you on that faraway train, write you in that vast emptiness, let you fly.

　　But how can I write you out of my heart's treasures?

　　If spring comes just like that, will she look forward to the bloom that is born like a summer flower? I buried the seeds of spring into the land of deep love, and then, sitting by the sea waiting for all your stories to germinate. Waiting for May, the flowers on the stranger, waiting for May, the fragrance of flowers filled the city. And I, however, in a branch alone in the darkness of God. All memories are stems on time, in the heart branches and vines, each grow a little will sting once, but I still keep that treasure, in the heart.

　　The actual fact is, I've been looking forward to going to such a great invitation in the season of May. The actual fact is that you will be able to get a lot more than just a few of the most popular and popular items in the marketplace. The shimmering crystals in front of my eyes. The actual fact is, no matter where you are, you have been in the bottom of my heart.

　　I was once so eager to hold the hand of my son, in the polish of the years, the rest of my life. I was so eager to talk to you about the feast, and remember the old grace. The first time I sat in that restaurant, looking back at the original stone tables and benches, the story of the rock. The company on the boulevard, listening to the sound of rain sliding down the top of the umbrella, watching the curtain of beads splashing flowers. I look back at the long blossoming of the Nymphaea in a blue pond, and I listen to the fragrance and the sea of my heart. Are such thoughts still in your heart? But I will always hide it in my heart.

　　I don't know if it's enough to spend a lifetime treasuring you. When I "write" such a true love with frankness, devotion, truthfulness, and even, revealing my heart, I know that your love or hate has been implanted in my marrow and engraved on my heart. When the true heart meets the benevolent heart, I believe there will be a heart to heart. And in the face of a person's gorgeous turn, the so-called true heart and benevolent heart meet again, splashing out that intense sparks, will it rekindle a promise of love? And I always want to use the length and width of time to verify the length of time to hide a person in the heart in the end can hide?