Every dusk, there is a shadow that I love you

Early in the morning, the sun through the window edge, sprinkled on the bedside, full of a room of warmth, birds singing gently knock on my door, wake me up from sleep, knock open bleary eyes, the sun gently caress my cheek, suddenly the whole body extremely light and comfortable, warm and beautiful gradually floating from the bottom of my heart, a faint smile raised the corners of the mouth, so that the sun filled every minute around me. Quite like this kind of life, heart to the sun, one heart to the good, shallow, light, simple, but refreshing, insipid and aesthetic.

If the heart to, then the environment from the heart, suddenly emerged a sentence, but also feel true.

The world of mortals used to be, for a moment a thousand years, time is really very little. If you bury the seeds of resentment in your heart, you will take root and sprout and grow in the time and space of life. In the twinkling of an eye, it will mercilessly devour the tolerance, gratitude and the rising sun that has been accumulated over the years. It will consume precious youth and precious true feelings for no reason in the dark. At this time, a smile climbs up the corners of the eyebrows, and it is a ferocious smile.

In reality, we walk on the busy road every day, looking at the blurred lights and wine, enjoying the loneliness that midnight brings to the world, and always hear countless smiles from all directions, including a drooping smile, a big laugh, a Ying Ying smile, a knowing smile, a contemptuous smile, a ferocious smile, and a gazing bitter smile. Some smiles are reassuring and warm, while others are frightening. I hope our smiles are lovely, warm and real.

Fleeting years as graceful as recollection, tossing and turning, I desperately run to the eyes of time, with a vegetarian heart as a pen, will cherish the lines written into life, in the earthly fireworks, guarding the original myself, holding a meter of sunshine, listening carefully to the whispers of the years, looking forward to the distant you, can twist up the falling red all over the sky, full of understanding, in the fingers of the time, and I love each other in the past, listen to me, love you.

Flowers bloom and fall, fate comes and goes. Always have a good heart, those days, in the vicissitudes of life, engraved we should have met the beautiful, can not throw away the silly, is once happy face, want to find your lovely and beautiful smile.

Ten thousand strands of love, bear alone. How many times, again and again let those who moved the love between the heart, with an indifferent attitude, learn to cherish, and finally needless to say, parting is so painful, so that the unpleasant heart, frown in the depths of loneliness, causing a ripple of sadness. I don't know where to put my missing. Do not realize that our parting carried a lot of fleeting time, let me want to hold you in my arms.

The wind passes through the fleeting years, can not flow away that sincere emotion. There are too many past in life can not be copied, only sincerity and love, need to treat attentively, can have. Why do we always have to spend half our lives and wait until there is no way to go back before we know that what we have given up with our own hands will never be met again in the days to come? Love is not a monologue, self-esteem will miss love, and creeping on the ground must not be love. Beautiful love is the resonance of the heart, loving and being loved is not as good as loving each other. Appreciation in the depths of the soul is the smile of one flower to another. Understand tolerance, then understand love; know love, then understand compassion, when we meet, please try to remember each other's appearance, hold the warmth of cherishing each other, write no regrets into the lines of life, leave a smile in you, even if you are separated, it is worth remembering, it is once the most beautiful, the sun is tipsy, the time is safe, the lights are dim, you will always be the appearance of my first acquaintance in memory.

Thick ink paper, hold your hand, teach you a picturesque outline. If the mottled years are the lonely prosperity of time, I think it is difficult to find your figure in the past, even if you are worried again and again, the only thing left is to miss you, and what is awakened may only be waiting for your arrival in silence. The little emotion left in vain has engraved an indelible imprint of the years. I have no intention to add a block to you, but I don't know what people say is awesome. I'm sorry. After several spilled ink search for incense, man dance flying, flying love you in time flies. Only the years of advanced study of the old, I am unable to accompany you to ten thousand years, such as the promise of victory.

Recall memories, miss you, want to hug you. Looking at the disappearance of the warm sun in the distance, every dusk has the shadow that I love you. Let the heart away from the hustle and bustle of all, with a pen engraved years hands, sip the warmth given by the years, send you away.

Author: Xiaoxiao fireworks rain & water fan