Under the sun, it is full of flowers, and the flowers are the expectations of the previous life. The poetic language gives people a lingering soul, flowing with the clarity of the pen and ink. You are the expectation left over from my previous life, and in this life, we meet and flow again in poetic words. You say, you hear the petals of a rose falling in the middle of the night, and you know how many bonds there are in the withering sound.

When I meet you, how can I describe the perfection in words, then, please allow me to accompany you to enjoy the romance of spring blossoms, the change of each season. Every day, get used to having you by your side. Dear drop, do you understand? If you weren't there, my liver and sausage would have been broken by three points. I put you in the place where I am most excited, and then, condensed, into a living force. Just wait for one day, break through the thick barrier, explode, and be enthusiastic.

Scold! I don't know what kind of tacit understanding is that makes us so united. There is no agreement, but there will always be a meeting in the same scenery, once, twice, countless times. At this moment, I enjoy it in your garden, and it is endlessly colorful. It just so happens that you are no longer, oh, it turns out that my garden, just seeing your lotus steps move lightly, and your figure is graceful. Needless to say, it's already agreed.

At this moment, what kind of brush and ink do I want to use to draw our encounter and tacit understanding once again. If I could, I'd really like to lock you in my bones. With me and you, we are indistinguishable from each other. My world is only willing to spin for you, and my heart is only willing to sink for you. Do you know that since you meet you, you are crazy and boundless. Dear drops, you are the strings of my fingertips, always playing the melody that intoxicates my soul, touching the ups and downs of my soul, or lingering, no matter what the future holds, I am willing to stop in your city, and your piano rings in unison. Dear drop, I said that I smiled when I saw you, and you said that you care about each other, and you will be happy.

Don't say that we will be separated in Hongchen in the future, I'm afraid that it will really be scattered, and my heart will be killed by you. I only hope that in the future of our time, you are here, I am here, and our love is as beautiful as the first sight. You don't leave, I don't give up, don't say how far away forever, you're here, a thousand mountains are not far away, you're here, and the cape is also close at hand.

You say you are a tree, then please let me be another tree next to you, bathed in the wind and rain with you, deeply rooted. If you are a flower, I am willing to be your thousands of green leaves, take care of you, and turn you into fragrant mud. If you are a boat, I am willing to be your oar, accompanying you to the end of the world. If you are a piano, I would like to be a piano beside you, harmonious with your piano, singing and dancing together.

Between your lips and teeth, my thoughts remain, and it is a silent language. You are like beautiful petals, fluttering in my heart one by one. I want to keep your goodness in my dreams, and print the beautiful bonds into colors. We all like the song "Beloved Flowers" so much, you ask me, "Do you know what flowers I like?" I want to say that you like Bodhi flowers, but I am afraid of saying the wrong thing, but in my heart, you are a Bodhi flower, the flower of kindness, blooming on the way we meet, waiting for me to approach, waiting for me to fall in love with you. If you are Margaret, then you are the princess of my heart, simple and elegant.

Finally, I vaguely understood that you should like roses, because you said you used to listen at midnight

Hear the petals of roses, the sound of falling. The petals forbear and leave, that is reluctance to you. I really want me to be the rose petal that withered in front of your window, and I will be so attached to it, and I am deeply in love. How many times have I looked back in my past life in exchange for the encounter in this life, and how many times I missed my previous life in exchange for the tacit understanding in this life. In the vast sea of people, thank you for meeting in the same sky, knowing each other, and cherishing each other. I don't know how to say beautiful sweet words to you, I just wish you were a round of bright moonlight in my life, illuminating the road ahead of us all my life. I am willing to be a brilliant star by your side, not to let you be lonely, and to accompany you to be happy in the sky of friendship.

Although we don't have too many words, we silently care and care for each other. Your intimacy has already made my heart full of holes, sewn perfectly, I want to say to you, it's good to meet you.

My smile, my troubles, all touch your heart, we are not born from the same root, but we are the same vein. It's you who let me know that there is no distance and no space for care. Thank you for meeting me, thank you for giving me silent comfort and encouragement, those gloomy and depressed days, just because of your warmth, let my frozen soul begin to recover.

None of us are conversational people, but we have a hot heart that warms this strange world. It is this endless care that makes this cold heart have the warmth of spring. Thank you for being far away, thank you for meeting me, and thank you for being there in my life. In this huge space, a caring heart, narrowing the distance between the ends of the world, and the affection of the end of the world, I will collect it for the rest of my life. You know that I am a sentimental person, so let me stay away from those negative energies that make me sad and sad, you know that I am afraid of loneliness, and you always accompany me silently to pass on happiness. You are afraid that I will have nightmares at night, very late, but you don't forget to tell me, remember to think more about happy things before going to bed, so that with happiness like a dream, there will be no nightmares.

You don't know how happy and touched my heart was at that moment. I cheered and danced for this June encounter. Dear drop, this June, I met you, I met the smile of a flower, dear drop, I want to tell you, your rose has not withered, she has been blooming in your heart, fragrant and fragrant.

Under the sun, it is full of flowers, and the flowers are the expectations of the previous life. The poetic language gives people a lingering soul, flowing with the clarity of the pen and ink. You are the expectation left over from my previous life, and in this life, we meet and flow again in poetic words. You say, you hear the petals of a rose falling in the middle of the night, and you know how many bonds there are in the withering sound.

When I meet you, how can I describe the perfection in words, then, please allow me to accompany you to enjoy the romance of spring blossoms, the change of each season. Every day, get used to having you by your side. Dear drop, do you understand? If you weren't there, my liver and sausage would have been broken by three points. I put you in the place where I am most excited, and then, condensed, into a living force. Just wait for one day, break through the thick barrier, explode, and be enthusiastic.

Scold! I don't know what kind of tacit understanding is that makes us so united. There is no agreement, but there will always be a meeting in the same scenery, once, twice, countless times. At this moment, I enjoy it in your garden, and it is endlessly colorful. just right

, you are no more, oh, it turns out that my garden, just seeing you move lightly, your figure graceful. Needless to say, it's already agreed.

At this moment, what kind of brush and ink do I want to use to draw our encounter and tacit understanding once again. If I could, I'd really like to lock you in my bones. With me and you, we are indistinguishable from each other. My world is only willing to spin for you, and my heart is only willing to sink for you. Do you know that since you meet you, you are crazy and boundless. Dear drops, you are the strings of my fingertips, always playing the melody that intoxicates my soul, touching the ups and downs of my soul, or lingering, no matter what the future holds, I am willing to stop in your city, and your piano rings in unison. Dear drop, I said that I smiled when I saw you, and you said that you care about each other, and you will be happy.

Don't say that we will be separated in Hongchen in the future, I'm afraid that it will really be scattered, and my heart will be killed by you. I only hope that in the future of our time, you are here, I am here, and our love is as beautiful as the first sight. You don't leave, I don't give up, don't say how far away forever, you're here, a thousand mountains are not far away, you're here, and the cape is also close at hand.

You say you are a tree, then please let me be another tree next to you, bathed in the wind and rain with you, deeply rooted. If you are a flower, I am willing to be your thousands of green leaves, take care of you, and turn you into fragrant mud. If you are a boat, I am willing to be your oar, accompanying you to the end of the world. If you are a piano, I would like to be a piano beside you, harmonious with your piano, singing and dancing together.

Between your lips and teeth, my thoughts remain, and it is a silent language. You are like beautiful petals, fluttering in my heart one by one. I want to keep your goodness in my dreams, and print the beautiful bonds into colors. We all like the song "Beloved Flowers" so much, you ask me, "Do you know what flowers I like?" I want to say that you like Bodhi flowers, but I am afraid of saying the wrong thing, but in my heart, you are a Bodhi flower, the flower of kindness, blooming on the way we meet, waiting for me to approach, waiting for me to fall in love with you. If you are Margaret, then you are the princess of my heart, simple and elegant.

In the end, I vaguely understood that what you like should be roses, because you said that you once listened to the sound of rose petals falling at midnight. The petals forbear and leave, that is reluctance to you. I really want me to be the rose petal that withered in front of your window, and I will be so attached to it, and I am deeply in love. How many times have I looked back in my past life in exchange for the encounter in this life, and how many times I missed my previous life in exchange for the tacit understanding in this life. In the vast sea of people, thank you for meeting in the same sky, knowing each other, and cherishing each other. I don't know how to say beautiful sweet words to you, I just wish you were a round of bright moonlight in my life, illuminating the road ahead of us all my life. I am willing to be a brilliant star by your side, not to let you be lonely, and to accompany you to be happy in the sky of friendship.

Although we don't have too many words, we silently care and care for each other. Your intimacy has already made my heart full of holes, sewn perfectly, I want to say to you, it's good to meet you.

My smile, my troubles, all touch your heart, we are not born from the same root, but we are the same vein. It's you who let me know that there is no distance and no space for care. Thank you for meeting me, thank you for giving me a silent .......

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