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To meet me

Posted on March 19 2015

I think I was a piece of sentence words into the ink of the world, I think I just quietly met you viriwarm bulb, gently give you a kiss...Think I'm just on the road, corner casual glance met this life the most affectionate, you are coming from the paintings of the woman, let me the most emotional gentle greetings, from when on you so fascinated when I went through the corner, in the bright sunshine will meet love, clumps of purple and the lush green I am reluctant to part with, unwilling to go away, my finger across a piece of leaf, green at my fingertips, purple fall in my heart, the whole world has felt such a beautiful encounter and existence, I only know that I only remember you will be my all...

Fragrance around your hair, brushed the ears, smell, are beautiful, reach out to embrace you from pine away, I scrutinize every flower bud, indifferent and elegant jeffrey Campbell, with the slightest sweet and adorable, so I left you to prop up the rainbow umbrella, the right hand blocking the attack of wind, let you are calm, don't let you in the wind sway, keep until I get old and flower go to, at that time also want to accompany you, happy is the most simple and happy thing, you say you want a blue rain, I began to accumulate a square lake, the water is Polygonum tinctorium, hold you in my arms, in the water with blue...

The summer sun through the window, the shadow behind your curtain, long hair, the diary scattered clip survived in the title page of the flowers and leaves, like memory lines, bit by bit, know that I love you silicone steaming lid, for you to roll up the pages of the book, together with simple physical books, spill ink on rice paper tactfully the lower case words, engraving, written love words, folded layers of color letterhead, flew from my hands out the paper airplane, drifting far away, I can help you down...Some people say "elegance is a quicksand, old is a period of time" that these years and the sand I accompany you go, the horizon far? Hand in hand with the place to find, eyes can touch, because I love you, still have what distance let the soul is dependent, has com., because can not be separated, always protect you...

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