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With my life of waiting, in exchange for your affectionate look-back

Waiting for your love

By Dante D ShullPublished 3 years ago 3 min read

01.

Not every encounter can be engraved in one's heart.

Not every look back can make one's heart soar.

I waited for the most important encounter of my life, a light smile, a shy gentle face, like the sunset on the most beautiful bride, a curtain in the eyes, then into the heart.

Izumi, beautiful eyes, a look back at the overflow of affection; Izumi, slender as a willow in the wind, graceful body, is the most beautiful scenery in the heart.

Standing on the horizon of the water and the sky, standing in the ripples of the rain and smoke Hometown, willing to wait with a lifetime of persistence, in exchange for your affectionate look back.

Love, is not just a simple sweet word, but also a long, long time of infatuation waiting, for the sake of the people who are emaciated, alone on the West Tower, looking at the end of the road, the pale earth, the most beautiful silhouette, when to embark on a warm journey home?

The night of the twilight of spring, the rain gradually filled up, wet the hair in front of the forehead, but also wet a pair of infatuation eyes, I do not know whether it is the rain wet, or the eyes of the rising fog, only know that once the sea is difficult for water, except for the witch mountain is not a cloud.

02.

There is no place where the clouds are so gorgeous as the clouds in this small city of Hometown.

There is no place where the road has such a winding and profound mood.

There is no place where the peach blossoms, with such a fragrant breath, and charming heart.

You, a fairy-like incarnation of the peach blossom, not just in radiant bloom in spring, no matter in which season, you can smell a strong fragrance - the strong fragrance of love, from you diffuse.

When the warm sun shines in this peach blossom forest, the birds are already singing joyfully in the branches, the trickling east wind is not too fast blowing the lapel, holding your hand, slowly walking the deep path.

The beautiful purple and red peach blossoms, dazzling, so you are fascinated, can not hold back the joy of the heart, in the sky of the peach blossom rain, keep turning around and cheering, hair flowing, like a dream.

At that moment, you are like a princess in a fairy tale, waist swaying in this spring; at that moment, my eyes only your beautiful existence, such as the peach blossoms, peach blossoms in other places in my eyes, but is a passing cloud.

The peach blossoms float when the love is set, it is the youth of a different kind of red.

The most beautiful time, warm through the fragrance of the years, our youthful years because of the peach blossoms and become more gorgeous, because of your writing peach blossoms, and more romantic and confusing.

03.

You are good at capturing a wisp of wind, beautifying a trace of rain, and writing the stone-paved path into the most beautiful road in the world.

You are a sentimental penman, writing the most beautiful chapter of love.

Every little drop in your pen splendid into flowers had looked forward to the day, we do not leave in this world together to write our love overture, every morning and sunset with your lingering eyes deep gaze, every seasonal cycle with your affectionate embrace, listen to the natural birdsong, listen to the murmur of the ferry water, listen to your tender warm words, and so until the end of time.

However, a farewell into the end of the world, a turn has been a million waters and a thousand mountains, a moment of waiting, gradually become a lifetime of waiting, ready to go to the thousands of miles of smoke, the twilight sunken Sky wide, the most beloved person, ah, where are you tonight?

When the dawn breeze came, woke me up with the smell of wine, and once again looked at the moon hanging in the sky.

The moon is full, people are not full, the moon is thinking of people, and the moon is waiting.

I'm just looking back for you, just for you to smile sweetly.

In the season of longing, when the peach blossoms filled my eyes, standing in the old place, I made a promise of a lifetime: in this life, I use a lifetime of waiting for you to look back with affection, no matter how long, you are still the most worthy of waiting for me.

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Dante D Shull

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