Spring breeze ten miles of love, meet the peach blossom garden
Author: Wang Ping Source: Time Beauty Reading
Edit: Ichimon Fangfei
Too late to wait, too late to wave goodbye, I trekked in the smoke and rain of Jiangnan, just to wait for the moment of the long goodbye reunion, and began to rush to a grand encounter.
The four seasons change in turn, the season of flowers blossoming and falling, we are accompanied by red dust, we have walked through the youth years together, the pure love that always resides in time, the years hidden deep in the heart are quiet, penetrating the shallow time, lightening the smile between the eyebrows, and waiting for the persistent love story.
In this life, the greatest happiness is to meet you, and the happiest thing is to have a heart that loves you. Warm flowers bloom in season because of emotion, and get together because of karma, different feelings are different fireworks.
Spring breeze ten miles of love, meet the peach blossom garden. Peach blossoms bloom and burn brightly. The warm breeze blows, and the petals of the flowers fall to the ground, dyed a crimson red, all of which are the red faces that love you and are shy. That splendid peach blossom rain, touching the beautiful encounter, the beautiful rhythm of the awakening.
Encounter is fate, meet in a good time, meet in the warm blossom season, is the destiny of heaven, is the love of this life and this life, there is a throbbing in each other's hearts, and there is the wish of the person who loves you the most.
Five hundred times in a past life, in exchange for a passing pass in this life. It took me a thousand looks back in exchange for a stop in front of you in this life.
The love between each other has been hidden in their hearts for so long. Only to be able to meet you when the three thousand peach blossoms are in full bloom, just to wait for you at the Red Dust Ferry, to enjoy the warm and beautiful blossom season in the world, just to meet you is so good! Hand in hand, spend a lifetime together.
The nostalgia under the peach blossom rain, the look back with a smile, the time that stained the city.
In this life, I would like to be the most beautiful Chan Juan on the lake of your heart, pour out a lifetime of fragrance, beautiful in the time and shade, the voice engraved in the heart, the gentle entanglement in a moment, the imprint engraved in the heart for a lifetime, and the attachment that loves you to remember in the heart.
Lyrical affection like water, in the long river of years, destined for this beautiful time will stay for you.
In the cycle of four seasons, it warms the heart of the whole life, the love of the whole life, the eternal peace, and the true confession will never change.
All good things are not seen in dreams, may mutual love be able to travel through the millennium, may all the beautiful and picturesque scrolls, like water tender love, is enough to flow the golden years of entanglement, that is the most precious love story, into a beautiful love in this life and this life.
Not to live up to the spring light, not to live up to Shaohua. Such a beautiful time is always precipitated in the heart, so beautiful and moving heartstrings, are the red face that will never wither in the heart.
After all the prosperity and vicissitudes of the mulberry fields, only the affection that I have loved in my life is planted in the garden of spring, and the rich money is full of smiles.
May time not grow old and we not disperse, all of which are immortal promises made in this life and this life.
Hurry that year the flowers bloom and the moon is round, deep in the heart only gentle memories, are always love you unchanged true heart picture, the feeling of happiness is how happy to live every day, holding each other's hands forever. Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son. Qinser is in the imperial palace, and it is not quiet.
Author: Wang Ping, female, Nanjing Yuhua, post-60s. Vocational college. Pseudonym: Smile. Love poetry prose, poetry is a person's soul, listening to the voice of the soul deep.