I have been appreciation such a kind of love: there is not much vigorous, and some are constantly a feeling like flowing water; there is not much vowed Mountain All the month, some are the tacit understanding of the shallow wave, such as "." The hand of the child, the old man ", in a strange crowd, in the lost and 彷徨, you are always peaceful - because you know, there is a pair of your hands, they Hold you tightly, accompany you through all the cloudy days and all the sunny days, until forever. In our ordinary life, there is no so many Qiong Yao's first love. There is not so much sweet and tears, and the painful story of the painful landslide: In the hundred feet Hong Kong, we play itself, some flat ordinary life and death Dead ordinary people. So we cherish love, cherish the face, not thrilling. In this love story, the male master and the hostess are not necessarily at first sight. Initially they might like a stranger, like the most normal friends, see only a greetings, smile, then far away go with. One day, in the twilight, you suddenly discovered that her back is so fascinated; a kind of pity is so unhappy, you discover, unconsciously, habit She has already entered your life, so you started a beautiful love. Love is beautiful, although your love or is not moving; people in love are beautiful, although you or are very ordinary. Shu Ting depicts such a scenic scene: the street, a serene old woman and a calm old man smiles, walking near different directions, walking; then smiling, standing in the nose in the nose The hands are tightly tight, and the sun behind him sends their hair and smile into a warm yellow, and people beside them are dyed into a warmth of their happiness. At first, you are still doubting this kind of love, because it is not as perfect, so exquisite, that's like it is. That is just a feeling of faint, there is no big sadness, no nine hundred ninety nine roses have no soul to blue bridge - just a kind of hand holding hands, walking side by side. They said that marriage is a besieged city, I want to come in; and you will take your hand like this, and I will walk into the surrounding city like this, support each other, and take a lot of landscapes. So many years, recalling all ordinary fragments, all have complained, have been suspected, is actually the most warm chapter in life; all faint days, actually like "empty mountain", lightweight Long. Hold the hand, and the old man. This is a pair of side by side, and the rise of the sun is rising, the sun falls; it is a feeling of changing the sky. They said that time can dilute everything, but there is always something that is long-lasting day. Heaven is better than the wing, on the ground, there is always a kind of love, it is like the mountains, as deep as the sea, like the sky is the same. When I ran, you looked at the rain in the station, and your mood was unhaneous. At this time, it has been shocked by a umbrella, covering the rain and dark sky; you don't have to look back, you know that the mountain is like a blue sky, he is standing next to you, there is a kind of The extremely warm and very practical feelings are in the heart: the rain let it fly, let it make it dark, then you have an umbrella, and your mood is also sunny. They say that time can make everything on dust, but there is always a lot of time.
In your hand, all life, all splendid or non-splendid days have become new and bright. Time it is always going to walk, don't feel dusty, but you still willing to be happy, don't retain your hands to give your own lovers ... Hold the hand, with The child is old. When you cry, someone will accompany you, listen to you, tell you the messy hair and 容, tell you that tomorrow is still sunny; when you smile bright, the whole world is charming with you, and He stood quietly, smiling and looking at you and the sun is generally splendid ... Hold the hand, and the old man. This is a landscape of two people to hold a side of the sky, like two independent big trees, you put together a side of the sky, the branches are placed in the blue sky, and the roots are supported under the ground. The wind is also striking, the rain is also awkward, the hand of the child, every moment is so beautiful, every moment is a moving love poem, every moment is worth using all the time to remember ... - may not After the aftertaste, just hold your hand tight, don't say anything, slowly accompany you through this life, come to the world ... ================== =========================== Back to sit on the carpet, listen to music, I hope you want me to become more gentle, I hope I hope. You put me in your heart, you said that I want to send me a romantic dream. Thank you, I will take you to find a heaven. I can do it. As long as I tell you, I will remember that I can think that the most romantic thing is to slowly become old. Collection of bits, laughter, staying, sitting in the rocking chair, slowly chatting, I can think of the most romantic thing is to slowly get old to us, I still can't get it, I still do it as a hand in my heart. Sitting on the carpet listening music chat, I hope you want me to be more and more gentle, I hope you let me say that you want to send me a romantic dream Thank you, I will take you to find the heaven, even if I can do it as long as I speak You remember that I can't forget that the most romantic thing is to slowly change the old way. Collection. Laughing, I will take the rock chair, I can think that the most romantic thing is to slow down with you. Diven until our old, you still can't get it. You still put me as a hand, I can think of the most romantic thing is to slowly change your old way to collect a little bit of dripping. Laughing, sitting, rocking chair slow Slow chat, I can think of the most romantic thing is to slowly get old, until our old, you still can't get it, you still treat me as a hand of the treasure marginwidth = "0" marginheight = "0" src = "http: //duduwolf.winzheng.com/9cbs_blog/zlmds.htm "frameborder =" 0 "width =" 100% "scrolling =" no "height =" 100% ">
