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I’m standing in the time of the other side, count the love of sentimentality, thoughts of gathering and separation hovering in between, the dream of reason that far-reaching, that familiar with the smiling face of before morning occupy the lonely, once remembered YanYu jiangnan miles long, our smile like the cloud in painting, the wind does not come loose and chance of light over the years air drying wounds of light was injured in the real space round, we in the blue of the departure wave good-bye, night clearly happy forever of fragments of the sad, candlelight flow the amber-hued red tears, is still in the search of the remainder of the finish? The lights and drops and desolate, your eyes will not have my eyes? The prosperous I miss!

From the dust of diffuse to bright lights, from the snow to have YangHua lightly falls, and the way the clear print, see love story in bear quietly growth, after many years you from me so far, destined to be my life in interest-free blossom, you know I fear is not the night, but the long cold, this winter you finally come, with renegade way of rain, condenses with pale language, I opened the first heart window, you head on and come, life has many accidents, just as I smile and send you leave, like December snow, never a ablation, also did not really left, that spotlessly clean time, like I love pass by the vicissitudes of the years, with a rebirth years and years of sadness.

Early spring cold winter of last more than continue the residual, snow flying beauty still fall in eyebrow is pointed, open against the wind and rain umbrella, alone seek your happiness. The sound of raindrops heart stray, with love ran to the distance. The city CaoLu the branch yellow, their arms from, in a year and a year’s heels, time to round a now, you my story becomes a euphemistic legend, after many years that still beat the tears of, will also quietly fulled the heart, for once the past you in my life is always interest-free blossom, and that a full solos indulge lost songs, a person’s warm spring, in the eyes of the dusty deducing alone, wordless dialogue river, cold, years don’t know earth changes in temperature, the east country dance do pear flower white, the end is love into the past, you are my interest-free blossom.

Some things will be a long time to carry on the shoulder, some people love will be a long time on the bottom of heart, as I love you still think curtain up toward, love story no sequel, in this life, keep interweave, maybe no one like me like this understand you, a look I will close to you, maybe no one like me so love you, laugh with you accompany you cry, but most of the time, but not the experience in the spring to return place things already man is not.

Standing on your recent there, see the happiness when you into distant sea isolation of Angle, gentle wind to the news of the spring, the ice and snow and into the breath, buried all love of your mind, in the spring of one thousand, led by through ice, in the sunshine into full unreal, is the embodiment of blossoming love! When sad parting from the background, the rain is ever of tears, you smiled and said “you have not go far, always by my side, just not nearly not far facing each other across the sea”, the light speech write love in the side, is the sea to drain? Only I still remember, this cross the sea and the no ship is over!