Rodney C Blankenship
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For the rest of my life, only think about, do not bother
01. There is a person who used to be your world, you know and loves each other, and you are in love with each other for a lifetime. But later, you only have memories between you, and the rest of your life no longer intersect
By Rodney C Blankenship2 years ago in Poets
Really into the heart of the person, is a lifetime of attachment
01. There is a kind of determination, called breaking the connection; there is a kind of openness, called put down. It is easy to break the connection, but hard to put down. The person who has entered the heart is a lifetime attachment.
By Rodney C Blankenship2 years ago in Poets
Cherish everything and live the rest of your life in peace
01. Cherish is a very beautiful word, read to give people a warm, down-to-earth, reassuring, and pure feeling. I always like the word cherish, and would like to cherish embedded in the picture frame of life, cherish each life, each landscape because all life experiences are precious encounters in life.
By Rodney C Blankenship2 years ago in Poets
In this life, if you do not leave, I will not abandon
01. The wind has risen, slowly accompanying you, walking through the last street of the city. The street lights are lit up, like a bright star in the sky; there is a song flowing slowly from the coffee shop, which is very pleasing to the ear at this time of night.
By Rodney C Blankenship2 years ago in Poets
Deeply loved and remembered
01. Some people ask, what is it like to love someone deeply? It is probably that when you don't see him, you can't help but think about him, about what he is doing, about whether he is also thinking about himself. When you see him, your heart is full of joy, and your eyes are full of smiles as if there are stars, twinkling.
By Rodney C Blankenship2 years ago in Poets
Love is deep and shallow, cold and warm
01. It's hard to love someone, and even harder to forget someone. You're not the best one, but the one I love the most, and the one I can't show off before you no longer belong to me, and the one I can't touch from now on.
By Rodney C Blankenship2 years ago in Poets