Meeting you is the most beautiful meeting in my life. The moon bends like a hook, and the stars scatter. Quiet inside, the breeze is gentle. -inscription

I like sitting alone in front of the computer screen in the quiet night, tapping the keyboard with my fingers, so that words can jump out from my fingertips and onto the screen. Those square words, like beating notes, pluck the strings of my deep thoughts; Also like a heart song, hovering in the middle of the night, floating in the wind. At this time, are you sitting quietly by the computer, waiting for each other with me? I hope my liposuction and slimming dance can also touch your heartstrings; I hope this song about you can float to your side and linger in your heart on this quiet night. And then reproduce and spread.

Perhaps it is a review of past lives, perhaps it is an agreement in this life, which gives me the opportunity to meet you in the vast sea of people; Let me think of your beauty alone in the dark. Is the meeting between you and me a gift from God or the love of the elders? Is it fate or coincidence that you and I met? The meeting between you and me, for me, is like a lamp in the long night, which brings me light; For me, it's like a fire in the middle of winter, liposuction to lose weight. I seem to see the lost children return to their hometown and the long-lost lovers meet again. Since then, in my life, I have more attachment and less indifference; From then on, in my life, I have the fragrance of flowers, the singing of birds, the breath of spring and the yearning for autumn.

When I met you, you lost a seed in my heart. This seed quickly took root, sprouted and grew in my heart, and now it has grown into a tree full of fruits. I picked the fruit of acacia one by one and tasted it with my heart; When I met you, you quietly put one of my dreams in your bag. This dream, slowly expanding in your bag, has now occupied all the space and become all my dream face-lifting methods.

Light a cigarette and take a deep breath. Smoke flutters, and your shadow haunts my mind like misty smoke. Make a cup of tea, chew it slowly, the fragrance is overflowing, and your voice echoes over the hut, like a fragrant steam. Thick thoughts are like plumes of smoke, and pure tea fragrance permeates the whole body. The smell of cigarettes and tea is just like what I think at this moment. I slowly played back the past and wondered how to face up.

I miss you more and more. I have been dreaming for a long time, and I have been thinking hard at night. Miss you, like a thirsty seedling moistened by spring rain, germinates in the bottom of my heart and then grows wildly regardless; Miss you, like fine snowflakes falling and dancing with the wind, and finally have a corner of you in my heart, slowly accumulating.

Your greeting, like a clear spring, trickles in my heart; Like white clouds in the blue sky, floating gently in my mind. Looking back with your smile, how to face up like a warm spring breeze, wake up the sleeping earth and wake up the silent heart. Like a continuous drizzle, it moistens everything and my eyes. Since then, my soul is no longer lonely, and hope keeps sprouting; My eyes are moist and tears keep overflowing. When I see you, I see bloom in spring, butterflies flying and swallows dancing; I can't see you, I can't see the way forward, dawn. I can't imagine if you don't come; I dare not grow old without you.

Meeting you is the most precious fate in my last life; Meeting you is the most beautiful meeting in my life.

Miss you, I have no regrets; I miss you. I dreamed of you.