Meet you, fall in love with you

The time of fame, you and I a smoke and rain, carved a destiny. Yesterday and today, we are unacquainted lovers, waiting for an encounter that will not be forgotten. I'm drinking along the river, waiting for you to come, as long as they know each other, say a long time ago. You and I hold hands, a prosperous flower affairs quietly swing open. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of a conversation.

　　The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you want to do. If I can't live and die with you in my lifetime, I will repay you with my life. I'm not sorry. You are in, I am alone in the land and the sky will be transformed into mud. The first time I was buried in the yellow earth, I did not forget my original heart. The love between you and me, once the ink is dropped, will not be replaced in this life.

　　You are a mandarin deep in the clouds, I caught a glimpse of your traces. You are so familiar to me, as if stuck in the memory of a previous life. Elegant, pure. If you do not come, how can I dare to grow old alone. I have a wide heart and I will build a world for you, just for you, outside the law. Even if I have a tiger in my heart, I will also give you a delicate and rose-like delicate to give you, little by little, do not forget the peace of mind.

　　A hundred years parting in a high building, a generation of looks for the gentleman exhausted. We met in the most beautiful red dust, not chaos in the heart. Feelings of life and death, not because of fate and stop there. The feelings are always the most beautiful symbols, without words, you and I can also understand. The me in front of your eyes, is the red dust a million. The one in my eyes is the one outside of the world. The actual fact is that you will be able to get a lot more than just a couple of days to get a lot more than just a couple of days. I want to fall in love with you, in this chaotic ten thousand feet of red dust. If you can jump out, you can pass by without fear. If you can't jump out, then, my dear, please fall in love with me in the red dust.

　　 The former dust is not finished, this life is renewed. 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 sky wished that I, in this life, was destined to go with you to this prosperous feast of flowers. The meeting is a predestined invitation. I'm going to make a volume, you and I will leap into the paper. You are speechless, I sit alone in the mountains and rivers. The fire tree is silver, and I am fascinated by a word. Because of you, I began to repeatedly messy.

　　The South Field stranger, you long hair, I around the finger flowing years. You whispered and smiled, and I got drunk for life. I insist on inviting you, you sweetly back to the twilight. I changed my passion to a shallow singing, and how much will it make you stay? The year of the enchanting, that year, the sky is green and wants to rain. I would like to plant a lotus for you in my heart. If you are lonely for no reason, I can read your heart. I'm not pretentious, not eager, waiting for you to come slowly. If you are well, it is a sunny day.

　　I've been knocking at the door and asking, "What is the best way to get the best out of this world? If I give up on the red earth, will I be able to become a Buddha? I don't want to be a Confucian on the altar of the Buddha, I just want to be your most beautiful lover in this life. If you do not give up, I will follow you with all my heart. This kind of flower affairs, do you like it? I'd like to make a promise to each other or a space, I'll accompany you to the end of the world. If time allows, I would like to see the long flow of water with you. I do not know what will happen in the future, but as long as you are here, I will always love. You die today, you receive burial, the next day buried you know who is. I do not say life and death, but will always be together in the red dust. That's it, simple and clear.

　　We all live and die in the wheel of the year. The years are long, life is like a song. The years are quiet, you and I are openly together. Our memories, we do not listen to the end. Because, the ending can be known, you, I, always the same. The flowers of martyrdom open and close, the bamboo flute plays in the empty mountain. I stand on the island of separation, little by little, your tenderness. In the ferry of feelings, I am like a pontoon boat without a harbor drifting without boundaries. When I met you, it was the right time. In my case, I found a peaceful place of peace, in your case, you will also be pleased. Because, in a previous life, you and I could not refuse.

　　I'm going to choose a city to grow old in and meet someone to grow old with. I have been staining the years, forging the soul of love for you. The year of the fallen flowers, you came slowly, I stepped to meet by chance. The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have the right amount of money. You are my mountain, give me a prosperous place to return. I am your city, give you a little bit of peace of mind. The most important thing is that you have to be able to get a good idea of what you are doing. I always like to see the flowers, in April island city, the unsleeping begonia resembles your smile. You are the history of the last century, giving me a love that travels through the Middle Ages. I am grateful and wishful. With you, I am at peace. At four o'clock in the morning, the begonias are not sleeping, the dream and the reality are intertwined in an incomparable way. This is the moment, this place, I tell myself, I love you, yellow earth buried, do not forget the first heart.

　　I have a beauty that I will not forget when I see it. The first time I saw you, I was like a maniac. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get to the next level. You are the most beautiful accident in my life, once I have seen it, I can not forget. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're looking for. I love you, is simple bashful, is pure attachment. The phoenix, I play for your heart. Pillowed with prosperity, dreaming into desolation. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're getting into. The other side of the flower looks at you, as if you are there, not far away, not near. I want to open my hand, miss your embrace, miss your warmth. Since then, I have fallen in love with a flower affair, inexorable, as love you. The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're doing. The first thing that I want to do is to wait for a season of blossoming or falling flowers, so that we can meet and part and enjoy those bright years with tears. I can hold your hand, slowly walk through a deep and quiet path, slowly enjoy the peace of this flower event.

　　The time of the flowing water hurriedly, cohesive many long years. The years are quiet, the passing years, you let me tend to wander the heart quietly silent, quiet enough to hear your heartbeat. The heart of the passing years, the colorful haze, in you, in me, is the whisper of our encounter. I turned around and smiled lightly, the story of our encounter penetrated, slowly melting, and became the most beautiful memory of the heart. I am just a grain of dust in the floating life, in the gap between the moon and the flowers, to find the encounter with you. I am more and more fascinated by your elegance. As in the depths of yesterday's threads, you are the woman in a bun in an old mansion roaming. The light moon and thin stars, I hold true love in my hands, enchanted for life. www.xiuqq.com

　　I closed the ancient flowing pages, I stroked the piano and sang, that moment of spiritual encounter, I revisited day and night. The first time I met you, I fell in love with you, with the elegance and madness associated with you. I have tasted hundreds of herbs, just to get a true medicine; crossed a thousand mountains, just to find a return; read ten thousand volumes, just to get a classic. You are the one I have found, I just want to hold your hand and bury my name. What I want in this life is to see a beautiful spring with you, to read a volume of poetry that is pleasing to the eye, to wash away all the lead. May we all be able to let go of our obsessions, to be innocent, to be at peace with what we meet, to have you and me, it is enough.

　　All sentient beings are unattached. When I met you, I forgot everything. Only you, is all I have. I take life and death as a casual matter, but I can't make this love banal. When I met you, I forgot myself. I hate not to meet each other, in that fireworks-like years. Maybe this is the right moment, to meet you, I have nothing else to ask for. The best years, the best years, the best you, the most demented me. Everything, all seem so appropriate.

　　The first time I met you, a prosperous flower affairs will quietly swing open. Since then, I have fallen in love with you ......