Introduction: 2022 is coming soon, I hope that in the new year we can have good luck, a set of pictures about the future of peace and joy can be expected and warm and very happy aesthetic signature ah share with everyone, I hope everyone can be happy ah.
The most romantic thing in my heart is to grow old with you.
In the plum blossom village under Luofu Mountain, jade snow is the soul of bone ice
The shadow is shallow and shallow, and the dark incense floats at dusk.
Record my youth, because I'm afraid I'll, I don't remember certain people and certain things.
He said: Don't think about the future, let me think about the future. She said: I don't want the future, I just want to be now.
Compose our story into a song and sing it softly with affection.
Try to let go, go or not go, stay or not, I don't want to understand?
Your world will not be only black and white, bright colors are waiting for you, go forward!
You and I have been fantasizing about the future
You exist in the fantasy so far away, but you are the only one who can make me feel the warmth of the world
Flowers bloom for whom, flowers fall for whom falls
Happiness is to meet the right person in the corner.
May you, winter to warm snow, summer to appreciate the lotus, spring to boil tea, autumn cloth, the four seasons are the way forward, life is the rivers and lakes.
I love the flowers of spring, the trees of summer, the dusk of autumn, the sunshine of winter, and you every day.
There will be snow in the spring, heavy rain in the summer, windy in the autumn, sunny in the winter, and there will be many accidents throughout the year, but the most charming thing is to meet you.
The encounter was a spring breeze ten miles, and it turned out to be you. Falling in love is a long mountain, and finally you are.
The spring sun is brilliant, the summer mountains are like blue, the autumn sun is simple, and the winter is fierce, all of them are willing to accompany the king.
Let's drift a snow quietly. In this way, when I wake up, the whole world becomes beautiful.
My favorite person will surely appear like a sensitive reindeer with my favorite starry sky when he is asleep in the night sky.
The sea is to the stream, the sun is to the earth, the blue sky is to the white clouds, the marshmallow is to the children, the dream is to you, you are to me.
If you want to become a firefly on a midsummer night, just grab your attention and you're satisfied.
People who like the beauty of their eyes, the stars in their eyes, the warmth and the peace.
The soft water of the warm mountain is not enough to reach the peach blossoms that you have kissed on the lips.
The cherry blossoms in Tokyo are in full bloom, and the Russians have already been involved
A bustling city, a lively street, hope, there, will always be our presence.
The rain that leaked light poured down all night, and the dusty haze was once again obliterated.
I'm going to bring everything with a smile to convince tomorrow
I became independent and started not loving anyone, including myself.
Treat secrets as stars, and people you really like as the moon, all hidden in your heart, and your heart becomes a glowing night sky.
When I saw you smiling, all the stars in the sky were clanging and shaking.
The spring wind, the sweet cherries, the mulberries, the grunting springs, the evening sunset, these are all like your presence.
On a summer night, it was probably the corner of the girl's flying skirt, and the scent of the shower gel that came from the wind, everything was so soft, like a kiss.
If you meet someone you like in the winter, he can turn your winter into spring.
Hey, I want to invite you to a meal, the place you choose, the early morning fog of the forest road, the ocean, the no-man's alley, the starry sky at the end of the world, as long as you don't make an appointment in your dreams.
Years later, I accidentally hummed out your face, like a sleeping white plum dreaming of spring.
It is said that the peach blossoms in your eyes bloom, but how the peach blossoms rain down overnight.
I have a secret garden that contains memories of those years, me and you.
Raise the corners of your mouth and smile shallowly; the sun may be slightly warmer, but at least it won't be dazzling.
You are an evergreen tree in my heart
Even the smallest hut has plenty of room for every couple.
The beauty of the child's heart, even if the color fades, still warms us.
Love, warm as a song, warm as a song.
I flew to the city with longing and hope
Meet you such a beautiful thing, like the forest hearing the sound of the wind, like the night winding the stars, like the summer matching watermelon, like the ocean containing blue.
May you be 100 years old without illness and worry
Today, in the setting sun, quietly sip a cup of afternoon tea, reminisce about our past, and greedily suck the taste of the sun
Love missed too much / Too many heartaches at the end
The afternoon shimmer shines through the gaps in the curtains onto the yellowed stationery, like a piece of orange amber.
The sun was falling on your slender lashes, and the corners of my eyes were blossoming
A man stands helplessly on the seashore, watching the tide rise, listening to the churning of the sea, and recalling the happiness of the past.