I'll give it to you for the rest of my life.

I thought the spring breeze was not as good as you. as a result, I waited until the snow fell and faded, and the lonely shadow became silent, and when I had the courage to walk alone, I realized that the spring breeze, Xia Yue, autumn frost and winter snow were indeed not better than you. Come with me, love letters to you, sleepless nights to you, arms to you, keys to you, home to you, solitary courage and the rest of my life for 60 years, all to you.
Romantic and affectionate love letter: you are my life-long happiness
Through that door of memory, one reads, but the feeling is long, heavy dust wind, playing a song of lovesickness rain without your company. Watching the spring breeze outside Xiao's window to soak up the rain and stir up the worries of that lake, Tao qi was filled with longing for love, and one string buckled one string into a song.
Time flies like an arrow. I don't know where I came from when I thought about it. through time and space, any song of acacia ripples on the sea of my heart. When I think of you, I wrote half a volume of dust in the heart city of weeds with earthly ink and wash. there was always some thick warmth in the past.
Walk all the way together and look back frequently on one more kind of distressed attachment. The story you and I love on campus is not romantic, three points of fairy tale love, seven points of insipid fireworks love. Although there is no love at first sight, there are glances back and forth again and again, and the first thoughts in that spring rain.
I remember the graceful spring breeze, the drizzle, the fate with you, is a muddy umbrella in the wind and rain all the way. Close your eyes, I can't remember the full smile when you came along, I can't remember what you and I talked about all the way, but I still remember the light sentence in the first reading: I sent you, the warm feeling that you protected all the way with the spring rain.
Now, that narrow path is long and silent in the spring breeze and rain, and I've come to look for your memories of the year when I smoked and rained. One thought, one city after another, your gentle figure falls into my heart. Gently searching, one thought in the bottom of my heart reminds me of countless dreams of yesterday. I was turned into a pot of wine and entered my throat. time stopped at my fingertips, playing the fragrance of a string of dust dreams.
Every time you are away on a business trip, I am used to standing by the window alone, looking at my eyes, waiting for the cool night to drown out the scenery in front of me, waiting for the tea light in my hand to cool again. Acacia touched the soul song and played it slowly in my heart. there was always a momentary memory loss, not only because of my memory, but also because I could not wait for you to return to see ten thousand mu of oil-colored fields, wall-to-wall tiles, smoke curled up from cookhouses, and reflected in the setting sun into a picture scroll of spring.
I've lost my heart to your lingering thoughts. after several seasons of wind and rain, I still have deep feelings and will not reduce the thickness of that year. I like climbing lonely and proud Cangshan mountain with you, enjoying picturesque water villages with you, and waiting with you for the sunset like a poem. Looking back, you belong to the unique scenery in our world and lay out in the deepest place of years.
I met you at the most beautiful time. I thought for a moment, I was dedicated to the love of my whole life. together, my youth slowly faded away. behind the bland fireworks, I kept up with the warmth of the years. From time to time, I saw a pair of old people with grizzled temples, doing morning exercises together, buying vegetables and cooking together, sitting together on the roadside lounge chair waiting for the sunset. Whenever I look at them with envious eyes, you know the softness of my heart. that sentence: I will show it to you all my life. Your love words are not beautiful, but they always knock on my heart.
Once I read it, the past seemed like smoke would never end up, and unrequited love would never end. it seemed like the first heart in the rain that year. Taste the sweet, sour, bitter and spicy taste of the world of mortals together, with one finger pointing to elegance, and with one bullet falling a minute of dust. When my soul was cut by the sword of years, listening to the voice of your pity on the other side of the phone, I felt lonely and fragile little by little. Slowly counting the dust dreams of the past, it reminded me of my lip angle and cleared my heart with a gentle smile. Find a place that is free from worries and quiet. draw your face one by one, especially when you are smiling and intoxicated.
You did not return in spring. the peach blossom was half open in front of the court. however, I could not accept a song of acacia, and I was drunk with a song of acacia clasp. Depending on the day, your love and mine is a flower in the spring rain, watching the gentle and graceful time. Little by little, I hid my thoughts in ink, resting on the faint rain of longing for love for a long night, tying them into a knot of one heart and stroking a song of longing for love leisurely.
Rain poured on, memory lingered in smiling dust through the old porch window, singing a song of lovesickness clasp with the feeling of you and me being in constant harmony with each other. Low singing yellow time, setting your tender scenery, using your love to care for my thoughts, the poem of Xiao Xiao Qian Chen is rolled into the only long song of you and me.
You and I are all moved by the kaleidoscope that will gradually grow old together from the youth to the aging day, like a rotating kaleidoscope every second. Ordinary pieced together your dreams of dust and mine, there is always one thought, depending on one's feelings, wan knot acacia buckle, a thin warm of the world of mortals, spreading the happiness of life.