From sea to shining sea shore

From now to back then, is the distance, in the flower blossoms xie gallery the appreciation of the cloud volume cloud scud at will.

From now on the path he road, is the distance of the journey, in the attic of antique touch carved railings and jade inlays in the time flies.

From sea to shining sea shore, it is the mental distance, in the poetic life bloom fallen flowers are numerous. Good.

Distance, which has always so dominated, but resistance continuously continuous yearning. Miss, like a gentle rain, with micro cool breeze, filar silk TouGu, printed on the eternal legend, unfailing eternal. Miss, just like lonely lichen. Step by step outspread, a little bit near. Eventually becomes meaningful words, written in the flowers beautiful line, become the most beautiful remember.

Sentiments of the distance

For the father loves the, however, smooth simple; A mother's love as water, clear bright and clean. Mountain hold water, water around the mountain, mountains and rivers, just write out the best swing.

When I was a child, mouth blow school song son, all the way staggered run to school, did you ever see knapsack has run out of the leakage marble, is each strike mainly free voice of happiness. Grew up, body dance beautiful broken beautiful ocean skirt, hand in hand in projecting the ball under the changeful color in the dance skirt on a lost the flowery profusion. Then ah, in the eyes of parents concern in driving the boat in the sea of books engage in fierce battle, and li shangyin gossip bashan, and nalanxingde talk about holding a candle, and li qingzhao totally phoenix tree leaf. And now, since since the university is the garden of Eden, see leisurely clouds lazily floating in the blue sky, open hazy eyes at half the world. Everyone, from their own crying sound began, in other people's tears ending. The parents in this period of time always plays the role of guardian. Whether babble children, or grey white-haired old man, all the way with our are always full of love.

Friendship distance

No ancient folding willow trumpets of graceful and restrained, no yore advised jun into wine of the lonely, only one song melody, all the way along, a smile, a bunch of sweet.

I admire "smile the ao river's lake" in along with the gender and Ann's teach old man QuYang and corrupted in the orthodox church lofty and unyielding character LiuZhengFeng that a see light earth, chang ran YuQingFeng bamboo forest, rolled out a harp flute synaeresis without a fight. What is positive, what is evil, there is that a sincere heart is the final destination. I also value QinCao, su shi's confidante, a had lived in flower red wine in the green life, and ultimately be attributed to calm. She and su shi is brief encounter friend, they talk about dreams, width and life, friendship is life indispensable a wisp of breeze, washes away the dust, and wash away dirt. Her mounds edge, and those who are not well-known weed still vigorously growing, but her spirit but can clean the world. Friendship, is the ease of bamboo to listen to sound, view fish play their clever, product glutinous rice green wine chang however, ask the beauty of osmanthus fragrance.

The distance of love

White clouds may wrinkle the surging river, the end and the end, tight system with two hearts yearning heart of each other. Guanshan do heavy, resistance continuously continuous love meaning; Water miles, lie between continuous gentle feelings.

I have sent you away day into a book of poems, only looking forward to your title. Hand and hand can't phase to pull, dream and dream is connected to every day, Eye and eye not to hope, the heart and heart was always phase rate. Pick up you leave red maple leaf, clip it on thick books, that a extended tree vein, also is the continuous missing you. That one curved waning moon will I be full of tenderness over do you in your lonely autumn? The pear attack will I call of the full full relay in your hands the bell? That a petals will I filled with thoughts spread full full in your journey necessary? Love, is peerless in the deep and long rain lane, look at the shore with the oiled paper umbrella with thin figure. Love, is also prefer waiting for in the lotus open fall ups and downs, day in day out to the printed on heart clop, complaint or regret.

There are so much we can't bear the heavy, between life and death, vicissitudes of life, those are our only fjords, do not care about retreats, as long as ever experience. The pond of flowers and trees, the butterfly in March sun dance, pollen in dreams and gather the elves born under swaying posture. Distance although far away, but the heart of close will let each other more long, pure.