Morning, the ground is wet

Who said, near, is a kind of warmth, sometimes, a gentle eye, a simple greeting, can let the heart, in the long years of mutual dependence.

In this world, there are always some attachment, heretofore, you give me a smile, I return you a hug, know the generated in the heart, to warm a lonely soul, even though some is brief encounter, the sweet heart light and enduring.

Is an awfully big star, we are all lonely people, even if is again strong, also need to accompany, eaves of time, hope to have a person, can see each other unknown inner grace, and pity for appreciation, the person can feel their inner temperature, the met, not romantic.

The meeting of the world is destiny. In time we are all late to the people, see and disappear, he is missing.

Who is in the river bank, write down the qingmei line, let the yearning to wear? Who is looking forward to the night of the drunk, holding hands to see the time spent? After all, how many cigarette months can you wish to be quiet, and how many lines of poetry can you write to keep the two hearts warm?

A flange, person and person, sometimes struggles to find you, but wait for the person who hold hands together, and with the man you decree by destiny, at the next crossroads of life, smile to you.

Meet is fate, together is fate, love reason to, not sure, sometimes, that you are trying to escape, but infatuation does not change for you, and you always treasure that feeling in the heart, but for you.

It's hard to meet someone who understands you in your life, sometimes in your mind, just a person's name, and an expectation.

Time is a blossom of flowers in the years, the wind blows, the fragrance of the sleeve, the heart of the heart, can play the picture, the heart to write, is a poem, if read, is moved, is a reunion.

Life is pure to the true love, can not be asked, if a ray of sunshine, can be bright a season, if can meet a pair of people, can warm a lifetime.

Should be in the best meet, met, beginner's mind if snow, Ann warm years, the company of the simplest, and one person together, the best meet, is through the mountains, through the specific time, I can still remember your smile.

The years are beautiful, I plant the next sun in the spring, in the winter can harvest the warmth, the world of love is the most beautiful gift.

Time has been passing, and we have been meeting. There are always some people, the flowers withered and will not throw away, the rain has stopped and will not accept the umbrella, there is always some treasure, in the silence of the deep, in the desolation gathering strength.

Ying ying between monohydrate, affectionately not language, the best love, can let the lonely soul, every life needs warmth and companionship, love at first sight, how can you forget the soft of love, love the brave are for, to love and sunshine, where is with you.

The goodness of life, is to meet, may be what kind of way of life, meet what kind of people have destiny, but I still hope to meet a man of the inner landscape close, even if it's just a smile of pure beauty, hoping to meet a understand, even if only a glimpse of pity.

The best meeting is to put love in the bottom of my heart, only wish each other well, if I can meet the right people in my life, such as sitting in the flower to practice, let the years have the good background color, and the good temperature.

Walking past the mountain high water long, there is always a person, is your heart forever, always has a person, warm your life.