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Who struck the melodious strings, flower and fine dust earthly, fall with life, the Mekong water? Who wrote poetry prose writing, landscape respectively into poetry, charm flowing in the water? What a careless girl Sha, the soft words in between the mountains and rivers, write long letters? Since then, the mountain is man, man's mind is broad, tall, magnificent; and water is a woman, inside is tender, charming, clean. Pick up the pen v. a landscape of love, the fleeting time Huan sound continuously, the tenderness, the world does not change.
I is a tributary of a man named, through the years of endless string, flowing freely between heaven and earth. It is a corner, in the choice of the moment, I see you figure, tall and lonely. Then, I turn around, choose to pass by your side. Perhaps, only to read your eyes deep loneliness, I faded camouflage, read your heart with the most innocent smile.
Finally I was too rash, don't even know how to strike up a conversation, put cool water on your body, to water your flowers fertilization. You do not blame me, I was so self blame for a long time, put that pure white clouds left out in the cold, a bad tree birds. When you put the shade down on me, looking at your kind eyes, I gave a silly smile, happy to put water splashing in the clouds on the body.
You said, I should be from the spring, the body also with the smell of grass, and YuLan simple; you said, I should be out of a fairy tale, there is a land of idyllic beauty beauty, the mind is not the dye dust. You don't know, I am in order to you, just remove the thick camouflage, in the face of you by yourself. I said, regardless of spring and summer and autumn and winter, this encounter are worth treasuring, every minute should be moved, between heaven and earth is a song of music. The cumulative time into a miss, an idyllic scene, the blue sky and white clouds fill into my picture, you see, smiled, said I was a most natural, the most pure a picture.
Every morning, I will be a blessing on your door; each evening, I put the stories of the day slowly tell you. Time is quiet, I like one lock, the key in your arms, but I don't get it, keep quiet years, waiting for you. The parting words, just there said a million times, still tireless comfort words, do not belong to you and me.
Walk from your side, warm smile and be with you again, morning, evening and you again, dull day hidden surprises and laughter. The song, is still not tire of tone, annual circulation, but also go by. People say, landscape of the encounter, is the most ANEMAE CORE, an ultimate beauty, can pass through the ages. I believe, and persistent, not anxious not to step out of waltz, as you stay, you came to me in the quiet, I accompany you enduring as the universe.
When the singing from the heart, if moving, is turned. Will all discourse is woven into the long green; mind all put in the circle of ripples; the gentle words throughout each day. I am waiting, waiting for you deep eyes I will read, put my name on your lips. Then, with many years of worry, in your lips cracked, Lian general Sujing elegant.
Song of clouds, day knows best; water que, mountain. The generous arms, embraced the seasons of tenderness, the time travel. I like song poem's age, for you, slowly draws a steady, joy behind, hidden in the eyes of tenderness, wrote a poem, such as you to read.
Said the old man time, spring, I take one's ease is a fish, but not over your mountain, in the world you swim a soft spring; summer, I am a wisp of cool through the heart of the wind, but only lingers in your valleys, let cool fill your hot heart; autumn, I am a piece of red to the extreme of the maple leaf, but also how to fly without the sight of you, beside you put on makeup as you dance; winter, I am that a snowflake clean, let alone a kiss you on the mountain, with the feelings of warm keep your cold temperature. The seasons change, I can only admit that bird was flying, your eyes the most trivial, is also one of the most obscure. But hope you can pour me a tenderness.
When the flowers and trees full of your world, as in the past I was quiet, faint, is your face. I don't know, when you can look into your eyes, but I bet his life time, no longer choose another path. You are a great mountain, I am calm water, this is go their separate ways, but because the eye rub shoulders, love on your mind. From then on, be swayed by your emotions, do not be light of heart from care arrogant unruly yourself back to the.
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