Ice and Snow margin

Wear a dream Chinese shirt and play a song of love. Who hid the REDLEAF of late autumn at the corner of the end of the year, stretching the lovesickness to the next fleeting time-the inscription is plain and snowy, and the coolness is strong. Light your tenderness and decorate the winter silver wrap. Snow-like thoughts, streaking through the veins of the soul, dancing in the sky of memory, like beating notes, singing slowly, drunk deeply, I overlapped the words and polished them into poems, fill the whole plain paper with your figure, and the long and bleak winter will have the spring full of thought that the calm heart can be calm. However, you sneaked away quietly with the lightness of snow, which aroused the thousands of waves in my heart and thought that the fate of the red dust could remain unintentionally. But you sneaked in with the silence of the fragrant soul of flowers, rewriting my happy life. Now, my thoughts are like falling snow, winding with care, always following your steps, never stop thinking, at this moment, you will open your palms, welcome me into dreams, hold me in your arms, whisper softly, and be gentle and infinite! Through the cycle of seasons, love will be fixed in the snowy shallow winter. The cold heart is thus cast into elegant snowflakes by your thoughts, melted into a drop of clever water by your gazing, flowing slowly in every rising and falling moon. Warm your heart, drunk with your beautiful oath in your dream, the palm of your hand is filled with the warmth you give, silly expectations, knowing that lovesickness is finally lost, and falling in love for thousands of years is also a brush, but I still read the amazing past. I can’t let go of your hanging on me. I don’t know the way to come, and I don’t know the way home. I just want to carve a love Castle with ice and snow, and allow me to fall asleep with you, let each other’s body temperature melt the cold of the world; Let love burn in each other’s staring eyes, even if several generations of sink and sink, I will not regret! Because, I have always believed that there is a kind of love that will not lose to distance, and there is a kind of love that will not lose to time. In this way, in the red dust, you can still keep a mutual understanding and cherish each other, do not complain about separation, do not say Sentimental. In this way, you are silent and fond of, deeply sentimentally attached, and love each other in a shallow way. In this way, holding a warm hand with you in the thousands of mountains and rivers, looking silently and hanging quietly. In this way, I cut a piece of dust margin with you during the ice and snow years, quietly treasure it, and place it gently. Dear, please dance with me and get drunk

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