Thinking of you, loving you, thinking of you

01.

There is a beautiful sadness that lingers in the heart and haunts every moment of the day, that is thinking of you, loving your sadness, tugging at every nerve of mine.

The heart is thinking of you, a slender body, such as the willow in the wind, swaying in the mind; a pure smile, like the bright sunshine of spring, gently sprinkled in my heart, a stream of warmth slowly rising in the heart.

In that delicate and delicate beauty, I felt the magic and great power of love.

It makes people restless, and tasteless, and at the same time makes people's hearts surging, sweet as a mussel, happy in the contradiction, but also the contradiction of pain.

The whole body and mind, the whole life, because of you and become a worry because you and become sensitive and suspicious.

The thoughts of the tug of war, like a vine, spread all the time, in those days, I tasted the mixed feelings of love, but also the endless power of love.

02.

I can't find any words to describe that encounter of life, nor can I find any words to describe the infinite beauty of you in my heart.

I only know that an encounter, that let me fall into the whirlpool of love in this life, the love of a million years, finally fell on my head, from then on, the love of the heavens and the earth obsession, the sea withered stone for you lovingly entwined.

Always accustomed to the trail, looking for the traces of flowers, the fragrance floating beautiful days, you are the only beautiful scenery beside me, because of you, the flowers bloom more beautifully, because you have the spring of Jiangnan, only to spread the poetry of the flourishing.

Holding hands, or embracing, lingering or sorrowful, in those times with you, with all the strength of my life, will you into my arms, whether in that peach blossom dazzling peach forest or in that rippling ferry, that string of footprints, that snuggle figure, the epitome of a kiss of love, always the most beautiful green heart swirling.

In the greenery of love, the spring sun of March in the south of the Yangtze River is edited down and rubbed into the most beautiful poetry, love has a warm temperature, flowing with the fragrance of the breath.

In the thought, I earnestly hope that the beautiful shadow can appear in front of my eyes, and as before, smilingly towards me.

The fact is that the actual person who is looking through the water has not yet returned, the thoughts are like a tide, and the love remains the same, I am still the one who is thinking about you.

03.

I often think of the romantic Kangqiao, if I can walk in this Kangqiao with you, you must also be the most beautiful in my heart of the bride.

If the curl of smoke in Jiangnan can retain your poetic heart again, then I will use my poet-like talent to write you into my life for a lifetime and become a bright light that will not go out in my life.

If the pale distance is no longer pale, your swaying body will certainly not become a scenery line in the eyes of others.

The fact is that you'll be able to get a lot more than just a few of these.

The person in the heart, how can you say forget?

The story of you and me, enough to write a very long book, lingering words of love such as a torrent of water continuous.

You and I will not be scattered because of the distance, thinking of you, and loving you, is my life silently to do things.

The heartfelt attachment, and heartfelt remembering, become the most beautiful happiness of my life because that love has been like a flower, radiantly blooming in my heart sea.