A dream for thousands of years

It was such a helpless stare that I couldn’t find a flower beside the ferry, so don’t give my blessing to my clothes! And tomorrow, tomorrow will be the end of the world. ——– The inscription is windy, rainy, the temperature has dropped, and the cold air has come. In this gray atmosphere, I began to daydream endlessly again! Some things will be remembered for a lifetime, some people will never want to forget, and some injuries will go deep into the bone marrow. We forget what we want to remember, but remember what we want to forget. A word of dust is like a dream, can everything really be like a dream? When you open your sleeping eyes in the morning, the first name in your mind is always yours, the first sentence you think of is always said to you, and the first face you want to see is always yours. After seeing a set of unique scenery, after reading a touching article, I will always think of you, want to share with you, talk with you, even if you see a touching sentence on the text message, you will want to send it to you immediately. Every time I hear what kind of illness and disaster happened to others, I always feel lucky in my heart: Fortunately, you don’t have it. In every diary at night, there is always something to say to you. I can’t help but outline your figure and imagine your smile. It seems that only you represent the beautiful word love. Only when you appear Can I have a peaceful life day by day. A period of time will slowly go away, but I can’t forget the deepest heart, wandering to find the way back, the deep unforgettable or light melancholy buried in my heart, slowly immersed in the sad heart. It turns out that the saddest thing for people is to have memories, but they can’t find the past. But still waiting for that pain, I always want to get that memory back and keep my hope around me. However, if you want to really pass through this missing that was once full of love and dream, however, it is so difficult that people are floating in the world, but they always fantasize about the unruly and wonderful life. Therefore, he was full of infinite strong desire and seeking for happiness, expecting happiness to be in front of his own eyes. Because it was so beautiful, his heart never gave up, so he went into memory, memories are beautiful and painful, like a ball of constantly cut green silk winding the heart. In the illusory space, there is a feeling that is eternal waiting; There is a kind of care that is love in silence. Let the real fly and look for the support of the heart. With you, with me, we are the Frends lovers in illusion. Strangers are just our faces, and we always feel a kind of warmth in the hazy. All the bits and pieces are like a floating flower in the Cup, swaying gently in the Cup in the heart. Every season is in my peaceful heart, I use a kind of missing to interpret the sound of a flower blooming, and use the tentacles of a smile to pull the soft rhythm. You know what? When those warm feelings open in my hand one by one, all my feelings have nowhere to hide in your eyes, you know, all happiness or sadness is lingering in time into a light shadow, in your dreams, in my dreams, in our years. Such a day opens in this season, and the heart throbs over and over again. Through the time I met, I stared at your eyes. At that moment, there was a season I looked up at, and I vaguely heard the complaint of your heart, I tried to look for the memory of your lost past life in this low complaint. I am waiting for you here quietly, waiting for the arrival of a faint fragrance, the expectation filled with time, and the smell of lovesickness. Lily deeply opens your plain face, extending in the poetic mood. The flower blooming in the midnight is the fate of our past life and our present life. She is beautiful for the pursuit of your eyes for thousands of years and also sad for my waiting for thousands of years. Flowing flower purple Mo, dyed finger floating. Let me meet once. I can sing a song about the prosperity of the encounter for you, and the moment when I retain ten fingers will be engraved in my heart. I will use this moment to enrich my memory, you can also listen to the murmur of the Moon West Tower at midnight. Maybe I can’t let my sadness fall like a falling red between my eyebrows, but I can walk along your face into your dream and twist it into meeting again and again. I always think that our meeting is an agreement that has waited for thousands of years. In the ancient ferry, I stood near the water, and the shore of green grass was drizzling. A white dress is like my emotion, white and pure. I stood on the shore for a long time, because you once gave me a deep smile, which gave me thousands of years of expectation, thousands of years of waiting, when you waded in the water, waiting for you to hold my slender hand. How I hope that you can wading over, how I hope that you can put my hand on your palm, for this, I have been waiting for thousands of years. I look at you, I see the prosperity behind you, and you just look at the side with me stubbornly. I looked at you quietly and gave you a faint smile. I don’t want to disturb your mood. I will accompany you until you turn around and walk into the prosperity behind you. There is the place that belongs to you. Just don’t look back when you turn around. I don’t want you to look back and see my tears. I don’t want your attachment to hurt my already painful heart that can’t breathe. I will wait for you here for a thousand years. Just remember, when you come again, you must remember to hold a boat. I want you to hold my hand gently and walk on your boat. This dream is another thousand years.

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