Happiness is far away

 Suddenly look back, had had the joys yan, JueChenErQu the previous agreement, it suddenly clear!
In this cold winter night, the vast expanse of the sky, I miss you, gently remind of you, the happy heart quietly bloomed, I feel life never had the pleasure.
The world of mortals have you dress up, particularly beautiful, troubled secular suddenly, into a hazy.
Suddenly, between this mortal world all wrong, EnEnYuanYuan come with you, into the dust. In accordance with the emotion, think as before, this is your first meet of my life.
How many poems describe your gentle appearance, how many years of vicissitudes of verse cover.
I often wonder, is the agreement of the past you I, in the ancient Dao, who is looking for me all the way?
Mountain without edges, with heaven and earth. Refers to the day as shi see dimly, heaven and earth are still a relative, ten thousand never change.
Why? You I can't rehab? Leave a loud complaint empty.
Looking around, the press of cinema empty deserted.
And you, I past lover, this life waiting for, whether in and I also like sorrow?
Remember you said, previous generation in alternative bridge, a return to mou instantaneous, you can find all the way to me, maybe in the evening, maybe is early morning, or afternoon, with the young of pride, the most beautiful PiaoRanErZhi fragrance.
Cycle time, things change, trials and the road, you still frown, only the tears of glittering and translucent you out, and on the earth acacia.
Yeah! Because past agreed, impaling in this life, you this life I can only meet in a dream.
In order to former promise, I would rather miss chunhuaqiuyue, miss deciduous profusion, only wish the beauty of the instant case forever...
Hometowns, shall the wisp of affection silk, DuZhuo lonely lamp, see your thoughts in the world of mortals in metempsychosis, into petals, into the dust, the heartache.
At the turn of the thin bright moon, recorded a time of acacia, release the night life.
Sorrow the sad as idle fall, also into melancholy affectionate verse, into the pattern in the book.
Broke off in the wind really, floating silently in one thousand, after wind and rain, will do, only for your chance to put on a heady fragrance, let my dream surplus sleeve hidden fragrance.
Trance, I want to go to that dream, look for the trace of you.
A dream, you toward me waved smiling, tell me, I am the only one.
But my dear, just, the world how much warmth, waved in between you, and all the perfume has added. Crazy thoughts, over the world of mortals, the soul was stained with clear anxious, and leave only to you and to ying ying.
I remember fondly hidden behind in memory, afraid of blown away. Those deep a line of shallow a line footprint, into PingPingZeZe verse, and the way of the gash connected.
Once remembered, some day, I walked hand in hand with you, just in hand be with the journey was so short, so far...
This life the encounter, not short style.
The lovesickness the mood, still nowhere to convert to, nowhere to hide.
Have heard people say, and each time the meeting is the next cycle, and so, in the time of the lonely, make again the doctrine of rebirth oath.
In anticipation that you meet again. Not for other, only for a local guide you through lonely be quiet at the four seasons, through all the world of mortals.
I tried to break free from the bondage, cut from chun xia qiu dong's QingSi to long plait, in the world of mortals crossing, wait for you, in PingPingZeZe's poem, look for you...
But hold with palm, performing.
So, gently down extra suspicion, all in the gentleness of the release, in the call of the day after day after day asperses full, the memory of the heart also is full of the glory of the love.
Maybe, along the way there will be rain, feelings will go up and down. Can't get.
Maybe, it has not wait until the four seasons reincarnation, then you zero completed the rain, into tears.
Perhaps, empty of keep a drunk, motley memory, the heavy trance dream.
Maybe, left me lonely silhouette, resulting in the world of mortals Li, tossing and turning ~
But, dear;
I want!
Look back at lailu, has been canyue cover, can't find original starting point. Only on your long for hidden deep in memory, glittering and translucent.
Happiness ever far away, the dream no longer woke up with a start.
Helpless, a sigh, provoked a heart layer upon layer ripple, as with past every now and then.
Soon, years of age in an hour Qian down...
Cold wind, floating I am lonely figure, night, overrun my mind, and can't see the profound somewhere.
Do you know?
I' waiting for you... Waiting for you!