For you, thinking of each other in a disaster

01.

The graceful figure, never left my world, although, in that corner, your shadow wavered out of sight, but has remained in my heart.

The sunset, falling in little by little, as if with reluctance and reluctance, is trying hard to spill the last sweet red.

As my unwilling gaze, has been looking at the empty alley, the corner, the familiar footsteps have disappeared in the deep dusk, the street lamp slowly lit up, faintly shining on the stone-paved path.

It looks so haggard and incomparable, just like my heart, which would love to light up all of you and hold up a wonderful sky for you, but was once weak and incomparable.

I can't cross the wall of the mundane world, nor can I hold your slender hand, but I can only silently watch you slowly disappear from the earthly world before my eyes.

After that, the lovesickness became a disaster.

02.

The fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to get a good deal on this.

A meeting, a love affair for the ages; a meeting, a lifetime of engraved hearts.

The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're looking for.

The beauty of the first meeting, so innocent and warm, warming my cracked heart, a smile, a look back a turn, has become the classic picture of my heart forever.

You, born to be a sentimental and gentle writer, the pen flowing forever is loving and lingering love words, like a dream, like a breeze slowly blowing through my heart.

Immersed in the atmosphere of love created by you, I always want to be the man who always wears a green shirt with the temperament of a scholar, with a smile in his eyes, holding an oil paper umbrella, coming out of the deep places of Hometown

Perhaps, this is the type you like.

The first thing you need to do is to get into your heart and let it melt with yours as if half of your soul was scattered in a previous life, and now it has finally been reunited and reunited into a Cupid's heart of love.

The tacit understanding is the bridge between our hearts, each subtle action, knowing each other's hearts, and each warm word can make each other pleasant and warm smile.

We met in this beautiful season; we met during this great time in Hometown

03.

And the lane, the most beautiful.

When the sun shines, birds sing in the sky, rosebuds bloom all over the corner, and sometimes insects are flying out of the corner, racing toward the stone-paved path.

You, walking slowly, like enjoying the natural beauty of the pink walls, are the most beautiful silhouette, slowly shuttling in this deep alley.

The most important thing is that you have to be able to hold your hand, loving and lingering all the way, whispering love, snuggling back to accomplish the most beautiful beauty of the earth.

When the rain drips, it becomes the poet's rain lane, sentimental and romantic, like the lilac girl, from the deep, a red shirt, an oil paper umbrella, stepping lightly, so into my eyes.

I felt the spring of love when my eyes were full of care, and I embraced you until the street lights slowly came on.

And the rain, still lingering on the ground.

The past is like the wind, lonely my heart, in vain to increase the feelings of love, tonight for you to read, for you to think of disaster, only because of the beautiful encounter, only because of the most beautiful love.

The past years, rendered the most beautiful once, the beautiful years can no longer return, leaving only empty alleys, empty Jiangnan city, a man for you into a disaster of love.