If, in the next life, we can still meet

01.

The wind blows the rain into flowers, love is no match for a warm word.

The proximity to each other is always the most affectionate confession, but we are one in the sky, one in the earth, one in the south, one in the north.

The distance across the vast sky, can not walk across the deep gulf in front of the eyes, meet, just a beautiful legend, unreal floating in the exchange of words.

The most gorgeous words are used to outline the most beautiful encounter in the heart, the one encounter in the clear autumn, you curl out from the depths of the clouds, slender body like a willow in the wind, graceful and elegant, fond eyes like a sky full of stars, full of autumn waves.

Once you enter the eyes, you will enter the heart, as if a predestined love affair in a previous life, only to meet in this life.

A knitted brows and a smile, shallow pear vortex, with a million kinds of style, holding your hand, looking at your starry eyes flowing, the heart, then in this wind fluttering - this, is the overflow of happiness, this, is the sublimation of love.

From early morning to sunset, the most beautiful you, a kind of reading you a thousand times will not get tired of the feeling; from the alley to the long embankment, accompany the most affectionate you, a kind of how to see can not see enough feeling; from the dream to the dream, you have been my most affectionate wait.

It's just that when the birds fly away from a thousand mountains, the clear autumn has long passed by ten thousand mountains, and the shadows have disappeared beyond that horizon, and I know that this encounter has become an eternal song in memory.

02.

"The first time I heard the wind murmuring in my ears, the wet words moistened the wings of my thoughts. With the moonlight pillow, you can not see the light sorrow between my brows. Round after round of moon shortage and moon surplus, let love fall step by step."

The top of my eyebrows with sorrow, the night does not sleep, a song of love for the Iman, but I see the Iman in the distant sky.

The wind and the moon can not take away the most beautiful ones but can take away the fair and graceful figure, empty attic, the moon poured silver glow, emitting a faint sorrow.

Month, always call people to think about the most beautiful time, or people or feelings or the most charming scenery.

A meeting, in the end, can not compete with the parting of the two looks at each other, the north and south of the double flyers, the old wing a few summers, but is the text on the ambiguity, and the reality?

The sunset afterglow sprinkled only a solitary shadow, the moonlight dance is only a lonesome figure, there is wine alone, singing to the moon, lonely heart who knows?

The first thing you should do is take a look at the actual situation.

This is how people are, many times, met, fell in love, but met the right person at the wrong time, which is a kind of life's sorrow, but also a love of helplessness.

03.

If we can still meet in the next life, even if we betray all the people, die together. A heartfelt encounter, enough to use the previous life of five hundred years of waiting, in exchange for this precious time.

If in the next life, we can still meet, will not let you become the scenery in the eyes of others, take out the most affectionate love, to love tied to the most beloved you, in this Jiangnan good season, we sing love songs, walking the road of love, so see the flowers in front of the court, see the clouds in the sky.

The warmth of love flowing in the heart, whether in the snowy winter or the hot sunny summer, is always like a clear spring, slowly flowing in the heart, nourishing the heart.

This feeling of happiness has never been experienced again.

"If we can meet again in the next life, you are the flower, I am the branch, I will silently watch you bloom every year in early spring, just to accompany you in the most beautiful years."

Love, just love deeply.

Love, do not miss it.

Love, just the brave face.

Love is a heartfelt meeting after a long time together, a lifetime never leaves.