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I still want to see you, I miss you, thousands of rivers and mountains, you are all my irresistible lovesickness

author:Purple Mo Idle Cloud

Will we ever meet again? Will we still be together? Life is a long road, without your company, my heart is lonely.

Think more, cross this worldly barrier, enter your world again, listen to your heartbeat, listen to your breathing, listen to your voice, listen to your words.

It's a pity that the person who accompanies you to the end of your life is not you, and in the long years of human life, I can only rely on the memories you left behind and miss you over and over again in my heart.

Gently write your name, silently describe your appearance, my love is still there, but it will not disturb you.

A lifetime of tenderness has promised you, thousands of rivers and mountains are thoughts, even if you are not around, I will continue this love for you to the end, life is not old, long love is not moving!

I still want to see you, I miss you, thousands of rivers and mountains, you are all my irresistible lovesickness

All the affection was given to you, and for the rest of your life, there will be no more encounters

There is always a fate, it is a fateful parting, have come, loved, partial flowers fall into death, people are in the end of the world.

In the doomed karmic encounter, I can't keep your steps after all, that parting, what you leave me is a lifetime of love, a lifetime of regrets, a lifetime of helplessness, a lifetime of expectations.

I thought that the mountains and rivers are far away, even if the love is deep, I will eventually forget each other, but after a trip of landscapes and flowers, you and I have been separated for a long time, and I have not come out of my pity for you after all.

I have given you all my affection, all my sincerity, and everything you have already occupied my heart, and from the day you came to my world, my world has never met again.

Together or not, you are the only one I love; whether you can meet or not, you are all I miss.

I still want to see you, I miss you, thousands of rivers and mountains, you are all my irresistible lovesickness

I still want to see you, there is a kind of expectation, I can't stop

In the sea of people, I look for it, just to meet you.

A thousand mountains away, I look up, just expecting you to pass through my world.

I am in the blossom season, standing among the flowers and looking forward to it, hoping that you will return from the spring breeze and watch a blossom with me.

When the snow falls, I stand in the snow and stare at it, hoping that you can come back from the snow and look for plums in the snow with me.

I still want to see you, a heart, waiting for your return date in the wind and rain of the years.

I still want to see you, a person, with memories in my heart, waiting for your arrival in my heart.

I still want to see you, there is a kind of expectation, I can't stop, there is a kind of miss, it is difficult to give up, I don't know the next corner of life, will we have the opportunity to meet again?

Waiting for your return, looking forward to your return, even if this wait is three lives and three lifetimes, I think, you are also my original intention without regrets.

I still want to see you, I miss you, thousands of rivers and mountains, you are all my irresistible lovesickness

Write a love letter to you: Acacia continues in regret, I miss you in helplessness

They all say that the past is like smoke and will eventually disperse with the wind, but I still miss you very much, but I still love you very much.

If one is allowed to be favored, may he be generous for the rest of his life.

In this life, having met, he can't bear to forget each other, and he is willing to treasure you silently in his heart, and spend his whole life thinking about you and thinking about you.

Walking through the smooth path of landscapes and rivers, seeing the boundless wind and moon, whether it is landscapes or winds and moons, meeting thousands of people, rubbing shoulders with thousands of thousands, since you have come to my world, no one in this world can become my heartlong attachment.

I will melt my love words and worries about those who can no longer be said to you, melt my feelings into ink, send my feelings to the pen, write a love letter to you, and gently tell you:

Honey, I love you! Thinking of you, thinking of you, a lifetime of love continues in regret, and a heart of heart looks forward to your return in helplessness.

If I am not old, I love you unchanged; if I do not die, I will not change my love!