#生活有温度 #
Countless times of expectations, the future days we are inseparable from each other, but the reality is merciless, dreams are fragile, I can only open the door of the heart of the thought again and again, back and forth between the white clouds and white sand.
In the breezy morning, jogging on the mountain road of my hometown, I seem to see your lonely but strong figure, desperately fighting on the road of life. You use kindness and virtuousness to manage life with tenderness like water.
I thought that an unexpected accident was only a misunderstanding after all, but the truth continued without changing its original intention in the stormy years. Because of the same encounter, all strangers disappeared in the encounter.
Although your gentle tone is shy and subtle; although your amorous eyes are full of hope, sincere emotions can be verified by time, I take life as an alliance, love you without complaint or regret, always!
Occasionally, I think that if you miss the season of youth, you will definitely wait for the late years of the big instrument, so that one morning, you will meet the affectionate you, and you will rely on each other without asking about the four seasons.
Yes, every love longs for a good return to the full moon; every effort looks forward to a spring blossoming ending. Even if the world is uncertain, I am willing to turn into a lingering rain of hearts for you.
There has been the pride of those who have the ambition to accomplish things, there have been the sadness of the bitter heart and the heavens, and the fate has covered all the past that cannot be looked back, and since then, I have used piety to depict the hand of the son and the end of the old age with the son.