Love is right is love, love is wrong is youth

"left ear" said: love is right is love, love is wrong is youth.

When I use words to clean up the past, they all say that those memories are beautiful.

Knowing that there is no result or the beginning of the love, perhaps the beauty is not love itself, the beauty is only that gone forever youth, so full of courage regardless of the consequences of the pure ignorant disappearance of our youth.

Because it is gone forever, so you have become an irreplaceable memory of fragrance.

That spring morning, the air was filled with the unique fragrance of the hot land, and the sun from the bamboo forest shone on your thin, elegant, scholarly face. I felt so dazzling and dared not meet your hot eyes. I don't know how red my face was when I was scalded! A glowing eye and a powerful arm announced a silent confession of love, like a sudden encounter, which caught people off guard.

A frenzy of heartbeat, a blank mind, a wave of dizziness, a burst of tears, announced a powerless love resistance. Agitated simple two hearts, so tightly hugged each other, fatal youth temptation, no time to think about the future, no time to think about the results, so recklessly began a period of unexpected love.

The scenery of the journey of love is too beautiful, the color of love is too bright, the song of love is too lingering, the breath of love is too sweet, the eyes of love are too gentle, the sunshine of love is too dazzling, the time of love is too beautiful, the dream of love is too psychedelic, the plot of love is too exciting, the time of love

In the twinkling of an eye, it was the season of breakup. The tears of parting raised the water of the Lancang River, and the mood of parting overshadowed the midsummer day. Tens of thousands of kinds of reluctance can not stop the fate of parting, branches such as blood Phoenix flowers mercilessly render the heart of blood dripping, but we are trying to smile, love, do not cry! Love is a good boy.

We sang: no matter how it ends in the future, as long as we have been together, we do not need to restrain each other, let alone the promise of words.

Parting bell rang, parting wheel started, parting time we did not say goodbye, speechless beginning, speechless end.

A complete story that echoes from beginning to end, there should be no sequel, we think so. We don't know how the years embed that memory in each other's hearts. When the tears of missing fall again, when the heart of missing hurts again, when the night of missing swallows up the boundless darkness, only then do I know that parting is such a boundless acacia suffering years!

They say that happiness is expressed with happiness, but happiness is accumulated with tears. When the familiar figure in the crowd flashes by, when the song is played on the radio, and when tears fall suddenly with a smile, I know how deep the missing is and how much the pain will be!

I don't know how precious the time of hugging each other is until I have lost it. Love the wrong beautiful youth, love the wrong gone and never return to the good times! Love wrong you can not take good memories, slowly shining diamond-like light!

Author: memory of early summer