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My red face, the love of my life

To the one, I love most in this life

By Rodney C BlankenshipPublished 2 years ago 3 min read
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01.

A red dress, dancing with the wind, and the rain of peach blossoms, blending into one, as if a fairy from beyond the nine heavens came down to earth, so dynamic, and so gentle and lovely.

A heartfelt encounter is enough to rival all the encounters in the world. In this red and green Jiangnan, this pure peach blossom source is always the place where I stop.

There is your most beautiful figure, dancing with the wind, moving gently with the rhythm of love.

A smile on the red face, the city and the heart, gentle with full of tenderness and honey, as if in a previous life long predestined fate, not more than a minute, not less than a second, we met in a beautiful place, that is Tao Yuanming's peach blossom source, to the most beautiful and pure gesture in front of my eyes.

The heart, for the fascination, for the longing, longing for every moment of the day to see each other, there is a strong love, in the heart of the swell and up, I know, met the most loved in this life of the red, is in a wonderful posture occupy my heart.

I was looking at the cabin in the peach forest, waiting for a slender figure to come from afar and enter the world of our pure love, that side of the world, with endless poetry and painting, romance and beauty hidden in the treetops, that path, that swirling waves of the peach crossing

02.

The path is quiet, long-lasting love.

Holding hands on this cobblestoned path, flanked by sweet red peach trees, from time to time comes a refreshing fragrance, with the wind and falling peach petals, many times floating in your head, as if you are a natural peach fairy, shining with a beautiful halo.

We enjoy the beauty of the peach blossom source all the way, all the way through the whispered conversation, from ancient to modern, from Tang poetry to Song lyrics, from the beauty of the prose to the poetic lines, there are too many words, too much in common, the heart, at that moment, because of mutual tacit understanding connected, and reached a unified perception - that is the soul to rely on each other, is the most beautiful soul mate.

There is no need to worry about too much nonsense between each other because we know that love is relying on endless nonsense and slowly achieves the most beautiful legend.

The birds chirp leisurely in the forest, the wonderful sound is like a natural fairy song, cleansing the human heart; and the busy bees and butterflies, always haunting this piece of pure land, showing the most beautiful body.

Tired of walking, and looking for a clean place, we sit cross-legged, leaning against the peach tree, looking up at the branches of the point of blue sky.

The sky is very blue, very clean, the world is very quiet, but also very soft, as in front of the soft you, eyes flooded with love honey, gently, I took into the arms, deeply, in your reddened cheeks, a gentle kiss ......

03.

The first time I met a redhead, I was devoted to her for life.

The first thing you need to do is to get to know the person you are talking to.

Especially your heart that understands me, like the most beautiful soul mate, and my soul perfectly blended, the beauty of the soul and soul intertwined, so that I sink and can no longer pull myself out.

You understand my tiredness, my suffering, my joy, my sorrow, and I walked together through the wind, through the rain, and on the charming Jiangnan Road.

There is your beautiful shadow between the small bridges and flowing water, the peach source ferry has your affectionate gaze, and that deep alley has your wonderful poetry and painting.

The sound of high heels touching the stone floor has been echoing in this familiar alley, so the pink walls and tiles, that a stunning figure, it has become the figure I miss in this life, especially in the rain, dripping rain alley, with a special poetic meaning, like the lilac girl under the poet's pen, your graceful figure of deep love, has been stored in my mind, a long time can not forget

My red face, the love of my life, into my heart, this life, I can no longer forget you.

I can't forget you anymore. Whether you're here or not, my love, my thoughts, are still there.

Whether you love it or not, I am still in this charming spring river, waiting for you for a lifetime.

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Rodney C Blankenship

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