Passage of time , the same feelings

Red Dust, earthly prosperity. Diffuse the sun down from the sky, rotating between the curtains in the building's floor, reflects the color Guangmang. So, you can not help but reach out and gently put them all mapped into the heart, and instantly, the heart is filled to the brim, and can not tolerate a trace of the shortage of daphne. In this way, stood quietly, Yang Zhelian, watching the sky, silently standing.

fleeting transition years the stars move. You stop here, not move to any place, step by step over you I'm afraid this is beyond redemption. Should the flowers were beautiful can never, is not your dream can come true, if his face never showed a smile, is not you can feel at ease. Turn back, you see the height of thoughts grow, over the distant hills, as if the thick ivy will bury you, instantaneous, tears fall on your face, smiling, out of the happy flowers.

the road thousands of miles, peaks and turns. Some words, without saying it, as long as the heart and mind share, even if the language is silent, but also warm the hearts of each other. Season gorgeous face, the face of warm days, you just want to Acacia, long into a smile of the flower, the central standing water in July. And when the night blooming brilliant fireworks, he can hold your hand, from wandering, never betray. Passage of time, the same affair, a few thousand years, the vegetation withered wing, marshes, Chilian unchanged.

shining in the moonlight, a smile hanging in the distant sky, surrounded by a little star, Wen Wanan sleep, blue dream, is beginning to show. There, a pure white gardenia petals, where there are lingering flying butterflies, where the stream sing a cheerful stream, where the birds are sitting facing the sun. So, you are no longer afraid, you are not afraid of all this world will be abandoned, you are not afraid of living beings among the people who will lose work. You will exhaust every bit of physical and mental warm, wipe every real-life cold, you will use the life cycle of every game, to protect that piece belongs to love Taoyuan.

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summer petals, pale yellow velvet core, carefully co-tempo soft wind sang softly light, turned the moment will let irresolute red blooming the foliage. Obsolete language, touching emotions, softly softly flickering on the screen. Looking day, every night hoping to see the flowers look Yunjuanyunshu, leaving the deep thoughts that winds ahead in the bone marrow. Although you do not know how long the road there, though you do not know how long this road to go [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], you also do not know where the finish line of the road, but you know, has his life to accompany you to forward So enough.
(the husband love letter c)

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