If there is an afterlife, I'd rather not have met you
In the vast sea of people, it is not easy to meet a lover, and it is difficult to meet a person who enters. Rusui is also a legend of love. Dancing is the curtain of the wise. Gladly, Ru Zhi smiled and became the most beautiful person in my life. If the feeling is clear, it is the fire of the holy love of Junqing, shining on me darkly.
I know that I spent a dark night, although lonely and cool, but there are warm words, instantly making my world beautiful. There is a next life, Ning has never met Ru, a lifetime will be divided into a world of heaven, but from then on, but across the vast world, bitterly missing each other, bitterly giving up five hundred people entangled. The shadows seem to be predetermined, this is a dream. Out of reach, hanging from the stars, beautiful but untouchable. The beauty of life, the encounter of happiness, and the warmth of Russia and the cold of the two realms, the beauty of the scenery. The subject even more wanted to take the great good hua and see himself as a one-year-old body, and he was bent on killing himself. As the Son said, if you can't say goodbye, you will hate it for life. Oh, Lang has a concubine to persuade him, and if he does not do so for the rest of his life, he will hurt him. It is the night that calls out to Ru, and the heart is good, and it is not expected that Ru has become a landscape for people, illuminating other worlds. If you want to be old, keep away from the red dust with you. Avoid the world's troubles, as far as the Jiangnan Zhou. Qing loves peach blossoms, that is, tree peaches, and when the flowers fall red for a day, it is the fragrance of peach blossoms. Love the quiet night of the universe, with the jun hidden in this quiet Jiangnan, Zhou with the book as the company, with the pen as the teacher, for a most beautiful spring in the world, and the composition belongs to the song of my love. In the poetic alley, there is a shadow of the king, Er is in the front, I am in the back, and Liang Er is also. Fishing in the river, bustling in the mountains, walking under the sunset, hand in hand with the peach forest trail...
Artemisia annua is full of reed buds short, wrapped in spring! Enjoy this rare reunion in the quiet of Jiangnan. At this time, the Son of My Heaven, my Earth, and one of the three of My Life. I can't hold the scene, I can't keep the words, once the cold screen has no information, I am destined to fall into an unprecedented loneliness. The tiredness of encounters, such lovesickness, sleeplessness in speech, crying in the lonely night. Several degrees of spring and autumn, a few degrees of sorrow, a little yang and a blood color, dyed the family red my heart of Ru, think more about this vast to go to the end of the world, and reunite with the king of the brilliant light. However, the Dream of Emptiness also. Tonight the dream has been realized, my favorite, far away from the love cry? The stars that scattered into the sky had long since lost their summer words and faintly concealed their light. Go far away, jun did not taste into the city. Dear one, if the one who follows me in this life is illusory, then if there is a future life, I would rather not encounter Ru, less concerned, more self-sufficient. Dear one, if you can't stay together in this life, then if, I'd rather never meet Ru, and my heartache is less, and a touch of acacia will not make the two sideburns white. Anyway, the obsession is still the same, I set up this small city in Jiangnan as before, waiting for the king and so on...
