Rim, the boundless and indistinct, met many times and one thousand times rub shoulders, but you and I encounter, is I this life the most beautiful love. The first meeting of the little smile smile, suddenly look back of the lights decayed, the once beautiful, warm picture of those memories, always linger in your mind. As time flow, time flies, a beautiful, romantic, a once upon a time, a memory, like a bright warm, carved in the heart. Today, walking into ruin, softly light shows, for you, note that produced the good.

Used to seek, to find another outside the world of mortals. When two lonely soul, closely connected, eyes, at each moment, doomed, you are my life, can not escape the rim. Is predestined friends the meet, don't ask, don't rob or edge, heart become really interested, the moments of eternity. I hold you gave me the warm, that kind of feeling, is both beautiful and romantic, dim and blurred, both warm and comfortable. Near the end of the world, is the phase of mind with dependent, it all came so naturally, with the fantastic beauty, deducing the legend of a not old.

You said, I am the sunshine of your life, you will always stand here,. And waiting for you, is I this life without regret, even if not with you fingers clasped and hand hoary head, but still, every I tender feelings for you. Accustomed to every day, your tender feeling and regards, accustomed to the pillow with your name in the dream every night, a know a love, will be forever in the heart. An appreciation, a listen to, the world of mortals the way, there is a understand you of person go together, always a fate, don't waste your life, worthwhile.

From meet to discrete, meet with you of time, like a flower in the brief moment. Friends are scattered in heaven, on-and-off, flowers bloom, much transformed, difficult to meet a beautiful give up after all. All men are mortal who is not old? Who and who the same wood and au? Is there a reason, regardless of the passage, the appearance that will change as before?

Will you write into my dreams, along with the flowers of past, carefully fold, collection. You are like the meteor horizon, with the most beautiful arc across my sky, leaving only a beautiful shadow, and then disappear without a trace. You had gone far, love is still there, I never left, standing waiting for the love. Back to gaze out into ruin, and you walk through those times, also with the look of happiness. Thank you for your company this cheng, gave me a myriad of warm, thank you for your support, let me learn to grow up. The world of mortals on both sides, silently waiting for, silent stare.

Shade of green light summer, the warm wind from small blast a relaxed. Grass warbler fly dancing butterfly, fragrant, without your city, desolate. Heart, such as the fall in the palm of the petals, thin with filar silk cool. Miss, growing with time, such as lotus heart, initial bloom in the big star in the world of mortals. Never see, your affectionate look back. Too many sad, too much of negative tired, eventually arrived but the world of the vicissitudes of life, to resist the flow of the past. Lick deeply hide in no one corner, the erosion of bone injury. Helpless butterfly, not fly but that a piece of the sea boundless, but there already without waiting for the sea. I use simple words, to record the true feelings, the text is too thin, can write all the leisurely countless touching?

Fell into my heart, your city, a passing love, a pipe dream, a dream flower empty joys yan, eventually turned into a ray of light smoke, lost to the prints. When I turned, tears have been in tears. In fact, in a field such as flower memory, to the beginning to end, are I a person in the write and play, you've been standing outside in the play, see me alone touching. See me a disappointing is confused feeling, and has nothing to do with you. I think, every I tender, can hand in hand with you forever. Who want to relentless years, eventually to satirize me, it's a sentimental lingering, zero after completion lonely summer.