Once, he thought that as long as he looked at it from a distance, it would be good, just watch the people he loved, keep having, keep growing, it doesn't matter where he is, as long as he still has a place in her heart, it's good, there is nothing to ask for. In fact, he did it, he was at the closest distance, quietly looking at the person he loved, for twenty-nine years, but now he finds that he is wrong, because the person he loves also loves him, so the sense of distance he deliberately created has become an insurmountable gap between them, and it is precisely because of his mistake that he delayed each other's time for twenty-nine years, after this year, they have known each other for thirty years, but they have to know each other for thirty years before they can really have their common life, he was wrong, can only hope that it is not too late to make amends at this time, he will work hard to live and do his best to live every day in the future.

He's been delaying each other for twenty-nine years, so even if he's seriously ill, he'll have to grit his teeth and accept treatments that make him unable to survive. The blossoming and falling of flowers is the reincarnation of time, and it seems to be related to the seasons and does not seem to be related. When a person thinks that he can grow old forever, he has come to an end. I don't know if it's love or life? The years have taken people farther and farther away, and he has also gone farther and farther with his memories. Just listen to the sound of flowers blooming and falling, think of your smile like a flower in the picturesque color, clear eyes, and instantly charming the scenery of this spring. Leaning over and picking up a piece of broken flowers around him, there is a trace of fragrance permeating the tip of his nose, just like the love between each other.

The simplest love is two words, but it can't be explained in simple language, the truest performance of love should be responsibility, is paying, is laughing without speaking, is waiting with tears, the most affectionate love words in the world is not "I love you", but "together", if she is there, it is his world. He loves her, but his thoughts are always accompanied by tears, he came to Hongchen and returned to Hongchen, but at that moment, even if he is a lotus heart soaked in tears and bitterness, he can't resist the simple word "love". In life, some people come and go, some go and return, some are close at hand, some are far away, some pass by, and some go all the way. Maybe they met at the end of one of the two roads, walked together for a distance, and said goodbye at the next fork in the road. In any case, it is inevitable that the sadness will be scattered at the end of the song. Lu Jing has become a thing of the past, and at this moment, Lu Jing's existence has been completely erased from the bottom of Zhen Hua's heart, and even the only trace of guilt left has been "forgotten", because from this moment on, there is no room for a second person in his heart.

Life is one encounter and parting after another, it is forgotten and begun again and again, but there are always some things, once they happen, they leave a mark, there is always someone, once they come, they can't forget. And companionship is the most affectionate confession, waiting is the warmest harbor, do not seek to accompany her to old age, I just want to be able to accompany her and treat her well. So no matter how bitter it is, he will endure until one day, their fate is over, maybe they no longer love each other, maybe their life has come to an end, but now love is precious.

If you fall in love with someone, you can't escape a love word. How to write love words, left heart and right green. Green means favored. Therefore, to have affection for you is to favor you and appreciate you in my heart. So you'll find out. When someone falls in love with you, everything is good for you. And when he doesn't love you anymore, everything you do is wrong. In fact, you haven't changed, what has really changed is that the love in his heart is gone. And time, let the deep things get deeper and deeper, and let the shallow things get shallower and shallower. If you look at it lightly, you will hurt less, and when time passes, love will fade and disperse. Don't wait for people who shouldn't wait, don't break hearts that shouldn't be broken. Maybe it will really take a long, long time before I can understand what kind of people and what kind of things I really miss. It's a pity to say goodbye to the prosperity of Mo, and there is no plan to stay in spring. When the Yiren want to travel far away, the light ink follows each other, and the words leave the suffering. But at the end of Changting Road? The wine is heartfelt. Mo Dao returned late, and the wild goose passed the note, and his eyes were foggy. The geese passed the slanting sun, the river sky, the drunken dancing yellow leaves paved the road, and I wanted to ask where I went last year, and I was afraid that there would be no return. The chaotic mountains are empty and thousands of trees are broken, and the twilight clouds are crossed. has no intention of provoking the autumn wind, complaining about the soft intestines, and fighting for Naito Xiaxu.

If the heart is young, the years are not old, no matter how time passes, keep the spring flowers in the heart, in fact, the happiness they want has always been there. If the sunset is infinitely good, why be melancholy near dusk, miss the wind, they will harvest the rain, miss the gorgeous summer flowers, and will surely walk into the quiet beauty of autumn leaves. And the desolate person in his heart, even if he walks in the prosperous season, surrounded by green shade of green branches and dew, in front of him is a gorgeous and dazzling thousand charms, in his heart, time is a pool of stagnant water, can not stir up a trace of waves. There will be no smart thoughts, no budding hopes, all vitality cannot hide the depression in the heart, and all dreams cannot replace the desolation of the world. But someone brought him the so-called "light", which is ridiculous, but he was able to give everything for it.

In fact, they are happy now, embracing the person they love the most, and sleeping peacefully in each other's arms, it is happiness. Happiness is a feeling. Just like a candlelight, when you walk through the lights of thousands of homes, there is always a warm fluorescent light to illuminate your way home; It's like a touch of aftertaste lingering in my heart, and the sweets and sours are all the chases I once had; is like a longing, when the wrinkles of the years crawl all over the forehead, you can still be calm and happy without regrets. Happiness is a cup of imagination, dreaming of brewing ordinary grain into the fragrance of fine wine, and then waiting and cherishing it with life. Happiness is also a state of mind, and only when you understand it can you be happy. Although there are all kinds of unsatisfactory things in life, you can still choose between happiness and unhappiness. Sometimes you can't get what you want most, and sometimes the most unexpected things happen. I meet thousands of people every day, and none of them really touch my heart, and then I meet one person, and my life changes forever.

An encounter made the two souls have a resonance and tacit understanding, this is the most beautiful encounter, how accidental, and how precious. There will be many encounters in life, because knowing each other will be fixed forever, there are many people who like to talk about fate, even if it is really five hundred times to look back, in exchange for the encounter in this life, it is just to use the most beautiful language to treasure fate, and the most beautiful in life, how can it be expressed in words. And a silent hug is a thousand words for an unhappy heart. Zhen Hua was once confused at the crossroads of his life, not knowing where to go. The fate has passed, the love is difficult to stay, the autumn goes to the winter, the song is finally gone, I only hope that he will be safe and easy after farewell, life does not care too much, the fate is shallow and finally the clouds are scattered, is this red dust really as short as fireworks? Man, who should inhabit poetically, where to find? Is it their spiritual home?

This is it, their hearts have blended with each other, a piece of paper is full of tenderness, pen and ink are flying, and flowers are flying freely. Taking advantage of the drunkenness, he embroidered a bewitching apricot blossom and stripped off the gloomy moonlight. The love is involved, the soul is related, all the scenery is the language of love, so wonderful. Thousands of miles to find a bosom friend, destined to be the boya and the child period, the mountains and rivers rhyme. Su note, a poem as the title, the water-like years into the dream, that is a long-lasting memory. Leisurely earthly life, floating years, listening to the wind, listening to the rain, listening to the low sigh that crossed the vast sky when the red was flying, whose heart marks fell in the rain, fused the heart under the umbrella, and carved the love rhyme vividly. How many tears does a person shed? How much rain did it endure? How much back is left? Long acacia song, the strings are tied down to the heart, the style comes from thousands of miles, the flowers fall and the trees bloom, there is no need to think about it, and secretly sigh and leave. In the empty green smoke waves, the curling song is exhausted, I promise with you, in the coming year, he will be in the heart, the piano dances, the dancing posture is lovesick, Mo Dao does not forget each other, and the two are allowed from then on.

Zhen Hua has always thought that he is a very rational person in terms of feelings, can grasp the size and know how to measure the distance, but in front of Wen Zixin, he messed up and lost his soul, is this the so-called love? He didn't know, he really didn't know, he just knew that the feeling was so beautiful and sweet that he didn't want to let go of it, and it was unforgettable. Perhaps, in this life, Wen Zixin's heart is destined to be an insurmountable love barrier in his fate. He knows that in the future, every day and night, Wenzi's heart will always be entrenched in the depths of his heart, even if love will be lonely all his time, he will still keep his memories, in the green, fat, red and thin season, in the days of joy and sorrow, he will pour out his lifelong obsession. As early as twenty-nine years ago, everything was already doomed, it was the expectation of youth, but it was also the end of love, and they both engraved each other firmly in their hearts.

I once thought that she was the starting point of my happiness, I once thought that with love I would never give up, I once fantasized that I could go to the distant sky with her hand in hand, walk towards her, and live at the end of the curtain, and now the fall of the red drift is zero, how do people pick it up, a wave of the corner of the years, is a permanent parting, she gave only a starting point, and she went to a lonely journey, can not see the perfect ending, let alone find the return date of the wandering, the road ahead, is his own walk, love is not his destination, The starting point of happiness has been given, but to maintain the happiness of this relationship, you can only rely on yourself.

If the encounter is fate, this fate always comes and goes in a hurry, the fate comes and goes like duckweed on the sea, a short reunion is faced with various things, emotions may be the most fragile, can not withstand the invasion of the storm, it hurts to touch, how many bitter love in the red dust of Qianmo is scattered in the wind, and how many acacia is scattered in the rain, lonely midnight, a thought gives Yaoqin, the poignant clear sound, the play is sad, and the rhythm echoes in the longing. Not all fate in the world is destined to be separated after meeting, and destined to be lost after possession. There is no doubt that their fate is like the wood of agarwood, Lethe, and it cannot erase the traces of its existence. Branding each other into the soul, engraved in the heart, clearly taking root and sprouting, stubbornly staggered and rooted. When the years go by, it is not a blurred face that floats.

"I love you too."

Tears soaked the bedding, but love became more and more crazy.