The most beautiful meeting, the record of this life, a graceful dream. Xi You You, fragrant for a long time, like autumn water for a rainy day, is fascinating, lingering in your fingers and carrying thoughts. Counting the sunset, quietly accompanying it, being happy with it, and continuing to swim. Close your eyes, listen to the love of the moon and chase the soul. With the fragrance of a flower, you tend to be flowery and weave time embroidery into poems. With the fragrance of time, who can not smile persistently?
The fate of dust haunts my mind. Ask this life, how close is love, how far is hurt, the reflection of missing, the feeling of life, too much sweetness, which is as far. Those who win hearts, those who lose souls, the only shape, the release of true feelings, who cut off the love thread, so that I will not forget, for whom to bid farewell to the world of mortals and laugh at the ancient feelings. Drunk, stupid people taste the dream of life, you are the most beautiful habit, I have been waiting all my life, I want to be true, I don't regret it, and I will never see it again.