I just think, if I can turn into a wisp wind.
So I can follow you lightsome pace, with you to the days of the
horn of finite, sea, or the casual, light fondle you such as the
waterfall QingSi, picking a bunch of quiet and tastefully laid out for
you the jasmine, will be taken in the palm of the flowers.
Met, just because the fate. You quiet laughter disturbance as
thin as silk yarn of my heart, I can't resist your appearance, to
deeply obsessed with, drunk. Love, we just stepped into the world of
mortals, thirst for a can read each other's heart. Perhaps, we really
too young, when one day you out of my mind like fly obliterated, in a
hurry don't leave a wisp of trace, let my heart silent fall into
muddy.
Reality unsatisfactory, and I always hard to forget and hard to
forget you turn the stubborn, like a dandelion break free from the
hands of the other half. Maybe you do not know, I inner persistent,
but not the pace of march to, just waiting for a miracle for creating
comfort; After you left me with strong the smile once, but is hide my
heart such as dust shall fall the lonely; See you later, I vision of
the dodge, is actually find an excuse to bury the soft touched and
promise. I just keep exclamation, this season's unpredictable,
yesterday or bright clear autumn, today it became a cold wind bleak
winter.
Remember? Riverside and do, hand in hand accompanies stroll,
grass color highlights the messy between the pebble, have a left two
name; Lotus wind reflecting the moon, you play a song for light, the
bamboo of slow hair like snow, you say like a melody moonlight cool
and refreshing; Deep and remote dream such as shade, the stars are
shining the dream weaving, have personal and took another fine hand.
If you remember, I was delighted, still disappointed?
Long long, we figure has two place apart. Even if again, strange
too familiar with, the petals of a shattered and how dense branches
feat again. If forget, the inclusion of mind is two wire murmur, years hide to vicissitudes of life, how do I sense pain?
If remember just ACTS add trouble, I again how to bear to you tears into the feeling hurt, I need for you to forget.
Can I, can I still do not careful the strands of dull ache heart
leakage, in a helpless letter writing a pale dispensable memory, let
feelings in gently between slow twist into a few words to cure
comfort.
Blossom, a swing is the moment.
But last night, after tossing and
turning the sideways, walk in the time comes, tell me flowers will
also learn to forget, forget the confinement of the shy, forget the
blooms of beautiful, also forget pain wither. She only deep remember,
she and the natural commitment, to the spring stood branch, once
again, looking out to the new landscape.
Then I would be deeply remember, I and the wind of the pledge, in
love once after place, to ask: flowers thanks, can you remember those
aromatic? Predestination do, do you still remember the person?
