On three-Life Stone, this life was lost together.

You are the girl who I miss so much. In misty rain in southern, you have made my life the most beautiful. Your elegant three thousand green silk has completed my prosperous life. Share a love in the city, and write conjugal bliss of them into immortal legends. Since then, three-Life Stone, this life has been separated together. —- Wen/Wolong “one” originated in that year, Green Lotus bloomed, a bunch of green silk in red clothes; A bunch of paper umbrella cloves all the way, Chiang-Nan misty rain across a curtain, ink with a note of reply poem, playing a stream of clouds and water. A woman with plain clothes and clear face and sadness fell into my city with lightness. Three thousand green silk, ink into a fool, the smile in my eyes reflects your smile. My eyebrows and eyes were graceful and silent. I turned back and forth, filled with soft and initial charm. You walked into my heart with a warm feeling. From then on, my red dust, flowers are blooming, and you are the most beautiful one among the flowers. In the right time, I met the most beautiful you. All my life, just for this gorgeous flower; Waiting for the whole life, just for cherishing a sentimental you; I just want to write all my love into the current year. The red dust is deeply locked, and only the sense of fate is Yiyi reviewed. If you show your face and smile lightly, this life will not be worthy of lovesickness. If you don’t leave, I will live and die together. The fate of “two” gathered to see a small bridge flowing water, smelling the smoke and missing. Because I knew it, I met each other gently, walked through thousands of mountains together, through spring, summer, autumn and winter, through wind, frost, snow and rain, bright and strange flowers blooming, and fragrant fingertips. Listening to the flowers blooming and falling that year, a lake of autumn water and a wisp of hair surprised the time for meeting. The south of the Yangtze River is picturesque, the smoke and rain are fragrant, and the stroke by stroke outlines the deep affection. Yan ink’s window writes the lovesickness of the world. I lamented that I walked into the red dust and walked into the lingering. It was my practice for thousands of years before that I would get my long-cherished wish in this world. Standing on the other side of the dream, looking at the other side, watching the passage of time, it is difficult for the ends of the sea to cut off the love between the night and the night; It is also difficult for wind, frost, snow and rain to block the sight of idleness. If you live in the same time, you will have love in your life. This hatred is not about the wind and the moon. You will walk your way with deep feelings to be dependent on your love. Dream is full of love, words are engraved, love is willing to be a one-hearted person; Evil and blessing are not separated. Waiting for you is my constant wish; Loving you is my old wish in this life. Sigh to the wind, feel to the rain, feel the words of love, tie the fragrance of heart, keep each other and look at each other. Only for the love of the three-Life Stone, the fate of the past life. Looking back on the fate of “three”, the days we passed together, since we set foot on the beginning of the fate cycle, and now we have faded the hubbub of the past. How many colors, how many flowers, constitute the hand of holding the son, the Legend of the old with the son. The ten fingers cross the button, the peach blossom is the union, close your eyes, I can feel the beauty of your money, slowly step into the Bluestone Road, the most is the beautiful poem that looks back and smiles, I really dare not ink, I am afraid that I will grow old once I write a pen. At the corner of the light year, we wait for a meeting; At the end of the year, we meet a blooming flower. I put my heart flowering species in my heart, take care of it carefully, and irrigate it sincerely. The cold wind blows to the clothes to block it, and the lonely and long nights are accompanied by broken words. Only when the flowers bloom, the fragrance is full of sleeves, and the spring breeze is JOLLY smiling. When spring comes, a hundred flowers bloom together, it will give you a corner of beauty. At this moment, facing the sea, blossom in the field, butterfly flying, wish to make a lifetime, in the same order, raise a glass to meet, conjugal bliss. Look at the clouds, the flowers bloom and fall, until the temples are white, and the face is old… you are the girl who I have been thinking about so much, which has made my life the most beautiful in misty rain in southern, your elegant 3,000 green silk has completed my prosperous life. Share a love in the city, and write conjugal bliss of them into immortal legends. Since then, three-Life Stone, this life has been separated together.

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