Wind of Miss

When the flickering time steps on the lightsome steps, telling me the missing of the wind; When the flowing water of time brings sadness into my life with the sadness of parting; when the troubled love is scattered around me, the sunshine lingering in my heart will bloom the warmth of love, burning my heart. No matter how dense the years are scattered in my world, no matter how the time in the streets crumbles my tenderness, although the emotion of parting is lonely, love is soft and touching, in the spring of parting, I still remember your tenderness and cannot forget it. The afterglow of the sunset cast the desolation of the long night. In my dream, I still remember your murmuring voice with my misery lovesickness. In the scenery of gathering and scattering, pick up some fragments of time, hear the long sigh of running water, accumulate in the tears overflowing from the corner of eyes, and your pleasant voice still rings in your ears. In the love with light clouds and breeze, the promise has already been written down, and the full memory has dyed the vicissitudes of the years Red. With the deserted heart, the old charm of love has been found in the silent years. In the lingering of light songs and dance, I still care about your lonely mood. I don’t want to put down this infatuated feeling easily, just like the floating red sunset glow deeply in love with the afterglow of the sunset. In the long and long dream, there is my long infatuated feeling soaring in the open sky. I irrigated the sadness of separation with my thoughts. In the shallow wind, I was still calling your name gently. In the pale memory, your back will be clear forever; In the dancing time, your shadow cannot escape my lovesickness. In a hurry, but still familiar with it. Waiting without time limit, I hesitated in the rainy season. The surging raindrops are my deep affection for you and my unforgettable miss. You are destined to be my favorite person in this life. The gentleness once made me linger in the life of love and unwilling to leave. I watched one side of the screen, tapping the keyboard to record the feelings and feelings of love. It is the cohesion of love, the sublimation of love, the surging of heart and the extension of thought. However, that struggle inspired the source of inspiration, which enabled me to express my inner world with words. In the empty night, touching the strings of missing is like flowing clouds and flowing water, pushing the heart sea to sail and rippling deep feelings. My fingers were flying on the keyboard all the time, and I wrote down pages and pages of words for the people who appeared in my life, telling my affection between the lines. A curtain of Western Wind, whether we lost our memory of each other, you stood on the other side of my memory, watching the falling flowers and flowing water, watching the flowing clouds in a hurry, leaving traces of lovesickness. A taste of lovesickness pervades the world of two people. You shake off the red sleeves lightly and shake off the red scenery all over the sky. I would rather wait in the cycle of time year after year, read the sad beauty of this season. Will your love accompany me in my life and watch the flowers bloom and fall together. Every lonely night will write your thoughts into a cold moonlight. Through the moonlight like water, you can see the bustling lights and the rolling red dust all over the street, but my heart has left a elegant corner for you, letting pure love stay, I am willing to help you until I grow old. Body said between flying wing, Heart to Heart. Only those who read my words will know that my words are written for those who move me, and my words are written for those who can understand my heart. My love for you has been deeply permeated into every word. The text depicts the wonderful rose dream. I slept in the dawn even though I didn’t want to wake up for thousands of years, but the dream was gone, which made me difficult to determine the waiting love, I can’t see the pain of that moment clearly. A trace of melancholy changes the music, a kind of tenderness, two deep-rooted hearts, flying flowers like a dream, dream in a long night, dream flowers open your smile, dream rain fell two idle sorrow, the music expresses prosperity as a wound, and the music also writes our love as a chapter.

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