Zhang Ailing said: I want you to know that there is a person in this world who will always wait for you. No matter whenever, no matter where, there will always be such a person.

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Time is as warm as water, the years are soft, I lie in the window of memory, count the encounters in the depths of the red dust, relive the days of the encounter, the blending of hearts and hearts, the dependence of souls and souls, let the sweet whispers permeate the ears, let the thoughts and time drink, arrive outside the world, and exile my lengthy thoughts.

Occasionally, I will use light words to trace the vague, some of the details that are gradually fading away, slowly walking on the paper, the autumn in the text, become colorful, the red leaves of the low window, have long been dyed by acacia, the three thousand green silk, for you to linger gently......

In this warm afternoon, gently push open the glass window and let the October sun shine in, neither hot nor cold, not scorched, not dry, not overflowing, just right. Leaning on the guardrail in front of the window, gazing into the distance, imagining whether each other will meet again on the road of Zimo Hongchen one day, and see your affectionate eyes...... Slowly, it feels like I'm very close to you...... I miss a loved one quietly like this, and I'm very happy! It's also lonely. This kind of lovesickness does not complain to others, and enjoys the prosperity of the heart alone.

Some encounters have nothing to do with Fengyue, but they have an affair with words. I remember, on that day, that month, you and I met for the first time in the text, and you said, "Can you share an umbrella with a woman dyed with ink?" "Since then, my time has blossomed. When there is a rainy season, you know each other, the soul is always fragrant, and every rainy night, I will habitually miss you! When I miss you, sometimes I am happy, sometimes I am silent, sometimes I am excited, sometimes I am speechless.

When we meet each other, I often have the emotion from your words, that year, I suffered a medical accident, caused many physical diseases, and I was very annoyed, and I didn't want to see people. You say: "Like a person, is to like her all, not just the appearance...... How do you know, that word, warm me a whole time, when the cold comes, I am willing to rely on your affectionate words to warm.

An encounter, not to have, just to enter the heart, not to say goodbye, just to like.

If I haven't met you, how can I know that love is a power? When a person is willing to take the time, stop and stay in the words about you, listen carefully to your story, interpret the joys and sorrows in your heart, witness your sufferings together, and even pay for your health. Time is far away, and it can still be in the same place as always, showing the heaviness of life, and it can't be too light...... What affection!

If I didn't meet you, how would I know that the collision between the heart and the heart would hit a spark, and the amazement of this flower has nothing to do with the season, time and region, and the wind and snow. This kind of liking comes from the depths of the heart, and it is a heartfelt appreciation, you know, I know; You know, I know; This encounter is a continuation of the fate of the past life and the bloom of life in this life.

Close your eyes, as if you and I are meeting again in the bustling flow of people...... In the place where the tourists stepped on the oil, it was so crowded that you could not see the human body, only the head could be seen, the clamor was deafening, and the street gathered all kinds of delicious dishes such as beef and mutton, seafood barbecue, etc., you and I held hands and squeezed into the downtown where we couldn't even stand on our heels in the night. You called my name, your hand tightened tighter and tighter, at that moment, I read your love from your voice, from the temperature of your palm, in this vast sea of people, I am the treasure in your palm. It turns out that the world is beautiful because of love, and life is warm because of love.

I have always felt that love is a miracle, this miracle is not the Great Wall, nor the pyramid, nor the Mars hitting the earth, but the moment that happens between two people looking back, like lightning and flint, illuminating the heart, keeping the warmth, and the dream of time.

The clouds roll up several autumns, and the flowers bloom and fall for another year. Do you know how many dreams you have woken up from in the quiet night? The scenery of the journey can't get into my heart, you know? Maybe only you know, as long as you know. Under the same sunshine, in the same quiet afternoon, when I miss you, do you also miss me in a dream? Oh! There is a wind, teasing between the eyebrows, I know, your thoughts have just come......

I miss you, you are a happy person, and you will always pass on a smile to me, your wisdom and shrewdness, unswerving, confident, incomparable self-confidence, always give me a down-to-earth and tranquil.

Thinking of you, it is your solid arm, with mature and steady, to resist the wind and rain, can make the weak me feel comfortable, with you, I am not afraid of the end of the world.

Dreaming of you is looking forward to seeing your figure Yingying coming in my dream, so that I can see your appearance, more and more real, so that my thoughts about you will fly in the time of dreams.

Cangyang Gyatso said, "It's better not to see each other, so that you don't fall in love." It's better not to know each other, so that you don't fall in love. It's better not to cherish each other, so that you don't remember each other. It's better not to be attached to each other, so that you don't have to be close to each other. "But who knows, people are in Hongchen, and they have to be in love. Perhaps, life is destined to live up to us, so that you and I did not miss each other, among thousands of people, in the wilderness of endless time, there is no earlier step, no later step, encountered, this is lucky! Only by grasping it well can we live up to life.

In life, there is an encounter that you have always refused, ignored, and forgotten. And when you look back, he's still where he is, and he says softly, I've always been there. This kind of encounter is very cool, and the integration of heart and heart comes late, but this kind of emotion is simple and true, and it will go far, maybe for a lifetime. I hope that this time will pass slowly, so slowly that I can learn to appreciate you, like you, and fall in love with you in clarity. Feel the feeling of seeing each other late! Let such a time be deep in the memory, eternal in the palm of your and my hands, and I hope that we will never forget it in the future.

I have always believed that the mutual relationship that fell into the red dust is inextricably linked, and in this life, they are destined to be lonely in their thoughts and miss in loneliness. In those days of getting together, hold hands tightly, and when you hug each other, you should look at you more, so that you will not be lost in the days when you are far away. Time is old, and I can still remember what you look like. As you said, "When time grows, the heart of love will not be wrinkled."

Autumn is late, whether it is the murmur of autumn insects, the silence of the autumn night, or the autumn wind, the lingering autumn rain, the autumn fog, the autumn moon is clear, and the autumn leaves are dyed red...... Acacia everywhere. Thinking of a person, from early morning to dusk, from flowers to snow, from clouds to rainfall, is an obsession, sometimes stubborn for too long, even I don't remember, what is the taste of being cared for, I only feel the coolness in my heart, from the toes to the ends of the hair, from the bone marrow to the blood.

Time always seems to be able to precipitate everything, those fading away beauty, will last for a long time, that crazy time, such as the old wine aged for many years, light and sweet, mellow and deep, astringent and obsessive, bitter and unforgettable, the longer it is, the more fragrant it is. It seems that the drunken breeze and the clouds of smoke can always clearly reflect your loud laughter.

Life is short for decades, don't leave yourself any regrets, laugh when you want to laugh, cry when you want to cry, love when you should love, and suppress yourself meaninglessly. People who are destined in the world are destined to meet at some point, and fate comes to resist meaninglessly. Fate comes and goes, edge is deep and shallow, all are fixed numbers. As long as the warmth of love, the sweetness of thoughts, and the warmth of a pool are accompanied, worried, and missed, it is enough!

Reminiscing about a period of the past, such as revisiting the road of reunion, revisiting a period of love, that feeling, lonely, bitter, sweet, but also warm. I always believe that the fate of ups and downs is a reincarnation of flowers and butterflies, so I am often obsessed with an ancient legend, and I will be full of thoughts, condensed into a warm red bean, and the bright moon and breeze at the end of autumn. Ren's tireless thoughts flutter in the deep autumn dream......

At this moment, my eyes have been withdrawn from the distant green dream, embracing a meter of sunshine, is the only enjoyment in the afternoon, is the only warmth I have in a foreign land, the autumn deep emaciated trees, only the falling flowers of time, and the cold sorrow for a long time again and again.