In shallow summer, let a heart flower fly

Ziyang, turns the passion of early summer into warmth, caresses the green mountains and rivers; the gentle wind, rolling the fragrance of green eruption, dances slowly in the shallow summer time. Lost was surprised in the mood faded, loneliness in a chance encounter in the warmth was surprised to disappear.

The time is really good, always fall in love with the predestined person, can always bring the love in front of me, let me enjoy the joy after a surprise in the insipid life, always have a dream to have a memory in the lonely time, accompany me to be happy and happy.

Remember to meet you in the network, that time I secretly fell in love with you, this may be fate! When you meet, you will remember that you can't forget it, and there is a kind of longing for it day and night.

Shallow summer-like passion, let me indulge in the wonderful artistic conception, keep this wonderful moment in my heart in my dream, and put my enthusiasm for you into endless thoughts.

Like your sweet light smile, the bright eyes like autumn water, calm and calm charm, more like your handsome and beautiful posture gently twisting charming style.

Oh, you're the only one in my dream. Do not see you appear, the heart can not always be quiet, there is a feeling of loss, always quietly thinking about your appearance in the heart, looking forward to your appearance.

So quietly waiting in time, distance can not block my thoughts of you, peace of mind waiting has become my unspeakable expectation, has become the only thing I want to do.

An infatuation, dignified in the heart, pick a heart lamp, in the tireless persistence, let the empty heart have a dream, whether few thoughts, lonely thoughts, but time is like a stream, love is in the heart.

I know that this solitary thought is a little green, but I am glad to have met you since then, which is indescribable.

I also understand that there are many encounters on the road of life, some of which are shoulder-to-shoulder without leaving traces and waves, but when I meet you, I have a thought in my heart, and I can't forget it. Maybe this kind of love is fate at first sight.

I still stubbornly think of you, like it from the bottom of my heart, it is a kind of joy that cannot be described in words. Your sweet smile, elegant movements, charming grace, dizzy my heart, let me indulge me crazy.

Dip in ink fleeting years, pen brush, cool and thin years floating endless smoke and clouds, driving a heart boat, bathed in the dream of the fetters and expectations, a sigh, changing the whirling of the heart, the whisper of the wind, composing a love song of eternal longing and nostalgia, looking for you, only in sincerity, but also in missing.

Love know heavy, drunk know wine strong, love to deep, love to the extreme, the heart is a little crazy, but blooming a season, thinking about life.

You are not the scenery by the side of the road, but the most beautiful rose in my mind.

Silence, always use summer-like passion to slowly hold you out, gently in front of your eyes, carefully look at, carefully taste, then you are full of feminine charm, that is I can not use words to describe the unique style.

Close your eyes, close your heart, dance with sweetness and yearning, and fill your heart with joy. Miss you, is my happiest moment, is my happy time.

The yearning in fate is always as strong as the clear passion of the running water in early summer, and this kind of yearning is soft, sweet and warm, just like the gentle breeze in early summer.

There is a sense of beauty and peace in my quiet thoughts alone. Because there is always a beauty in front of my eyes, this beauty is my idea. When I think of it, there is a warm current surging all over my body, and my heart blossoms like a petal smile. Laughter is on my face, and beauty is sweet in my heart.

Although all this is only a silent joy, only a single joy, it can dispel loneliness for me and never be lonely again.

This is the secret from the bottom of my heart. I can't tell you. I have to cherish your beauty and thoughts of you in my fleeting memories.

Love you is the mood, is willing to be willing, do not need to express love in words, do not need to describe, only gently put the love for you in the heart to warm the heart.

Green summer, wait and find again and again to float into the dream, swaying the shy and looking forward to the door of the heart, leaving a deep and shallow can not bear the thoughts, hidden in the heart.

In fact, fate has no length, does not care and does not care, only value and not worth, as long as the heart likes it is worth to love, to feel the wonderful mood of emotion.

There is no high or low fate, only understand and do not understand, see and do not see are the same love in the heart, say and do not say, are the same reading of love.

Life in the heart quietly hide a love, gently calm a love, often have a miss, a share of concern is also happy.

I don't know why you let me worry so much. But knowing that you can bring me happiness!

I understand that the more you think about this love, the clearer it is, and the more you care about it, the more you will be perfunctory. But I know better that this love can not be said only in the heart, this feeling can not be released, can only be buried in the bottom of my heart.

In my dreams, you are always dialyzed with a little bit of a woman's tenderness and a little bit of a woman's beauty and serenity, which is the reason why I miss you. In this way, wisps of feelings look at each other speechless in an infatuated dream, which is the most poignant and beautiful style painting.

I am neither sad nor lonely, and I often feel a warmth and joy in my heart.

With the passage of time, the feelings for you become more and more clear through the confusion in front of the eyes with the early summer flowers. In time, you are still the appearance of cloud temples, still a small white suit wrapped in that plump figure, half dependent on the ochre slate, and that sweet smile.

Light pen, a piece of paper lovesickness, the heart of nostalgia, into the immutable affection.

Be kind to your beauty, waiting for you to read my affectionate heart and melt this expectation into my heart. Sunny day, sprinkled a place Acacia rain, lost an Acacia tree.

Watching by the window, hanging with the secret love in my heart, it is the lovesickness language that I sprinkle with brocade paper. Gratified, lingering around the fingers of a soft, waving and writing a love song with no regrets, infiltrating feelings.

Summer breeze, always stirs up the nostalgia for you and faints the heart of missing you.

A piece of paper and ink rhymes into the eyes, and a pot of fragrance strikes the heart. The mood of joy, like petal summer flowers in full bloom, will be tens of thousands of emotional love for you, floating in the fragrance of summer.

Author: Su Mo Qingfeng