You are the teardrop in my heart in previous life.

Knowing you on a summer afternoon, I felt like a porcelain Reed in my hand. The slippery and cold skin really made me feel like a summer vacation; The slim hands were as clean as flowers; the face is as tender and smooth as jade bead, walking light and wonderful dance, and I am captured without a glance. The first time I invited you to eat noodles, it was all I had at that time in the Shijing hut where you didn’t want to pass. Dating with you, stepping on the snow in the small road of Xiangshan, and waiting for the day; Hand in hand to follow the details, ten miles long street long book; Romantic you want to see meteor shower, we walk in the cold night of the suburbs of Beijing, seeing the Meteor across Tianyu, my heart made a wish until the stone dried up. Well, go back to the present. We won’t talk about the past. With all due respect, today you are like grass in a stone crack, or the kind in the corner, because you are too quiet and have no ideal for life, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are your only movement; Sunshine is hard to shine on you. Fortunately, I often take care of your graceful eyes, which is my selfless reward to you. I want to secretly pick out the red apricot flowers on the wall. I will inevitably have some flowers and intestines outside. You once said that men have this hobby, otherwise it is not normal; I am just like rain, ready to irrigate red apricot fine bamboo. You can see that the clouds and mist of Lushan Mountain are like fairies waving in the air, and the waterfall of Xiufeng is also pouring out thousands of years of lovesickness rain. The pipa woman in the Pipa Pavilion has been pouring out in a quiet place so far, the Willow in Xunyang Tower was slowly combing in my heart as early as possible; The red apricot outside the wall was throwing out charming fragrance, and the clouds drizzle in Jiangnan was exactly what I expected for decades. Why should I remember your message in my mobile phone: No! No! I am looking forward to watching the big waves and washing sand with her in the Yangtze River, enjoying the green water around the duck in the Lake of Leiyang, stepping on the sand gently by the sea, it is the romance of the world that lies in the deep white clouds in the Green Mountains. Your letter upset my pace. You said, don’t worry about the child. The old mother has you, and the life has blossomed Dole. You said, as long as I don’t bring a child back outside, I will come back healthy and safe, there is a warm home. She said that you are very strong, and there are painful tears flashing in the tolerant and weak words. The wisdom of not doing it for her surprised her; No matter how high the kite is, that heart line belongs to you, she is just the rosy glow that accompanied me. Because my heart is really not tight to her. The smell of wildflowers makes me feel like a lump in my throat and can’t swallow. When you give my family, I yearn for the love outside. When you allow me to have the love outside, I can’t rest assured of you. After a sudden rain, only then did I know that you are my lifelong concern. Accidentally passing by the ancient city of Zhangbei Jimingyi Dak, I joined hands with you to reinterpret the love words of the westward journey. You are the tear flower left in my heart in the past life, and glossy ganoderma buds have grown in this world; Look at the broken house, the brim of sorrow is full, and the sun goes down, feeling the red dust flying sand of the thousands of years of reincarnation together.

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