You are so beautiful in my life

The warm sun shone on me, so real, so real, so illusory.

When there is silence again and again, a paragraph of text, a Chinese character, a paragraph of text. It straddles the homeland of my life, warms my pale heart with warm sunlight. I have carved the word of loyalty into your life, placed in your veins, just to meet you, to reunite with you, or to spend a full moon.

The most beautiful words in life are still in your heart. You say, be with my love, and I can't be with you, because I know that we are no longer separated from your acquaintance.

Because, I understand, a person's tears are like rain particles, dripping into the heart, like a spring, like the sunshine after the rain.

From time to time, I think of you, you in my flower-like years, with my words, talking, talking. Those hearts are like flowers, blooming brilliantly in the moonlight, secretly enchanting in the depths of the soul.

Those thoughts were gradually burned by the sun, and in the riverbed of the years, they were gradually blown clean by the wind of time, so that they trembled a little.

Well, the days when I met you were so short, so short, black and white, you didn't come or you didn't come, and I was still willing. Just because, you are so beautiful in my life.

Then, from now on, in the petals of the lotus, I will still guard the beauty and tranquility.