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The years are like a brocade, the years are good, meet you in the light rain on the broken bridge, smile and watch the flowers, and listen to Xizi singing at night. Above the white causeway, under the sunset, is my promise to you for the rest of my life, the love of the sea and the rotten stones. Hold up your slender hands that are as smooth as jade, rely on each other, and make a vow to live and die together, not for the short, but for the long.
Since then, you have become a frequent visitor to my pen, and every time you appear, you have touched the softest place in your heart, and the ripples of love have quietly spread out in your heart.
I sincerely write a commendable poem for you, those memories hidden deep in my mind, I regard them as treasures, no one can touch them, only you are worthy of sharing those dreamlike days with me.
Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried.
Ancient temple, green light, I begged hard in front of the Buddha, hoping to ask for God's mercy, give me a chance to come again, all night, the bluestone on the four walls is cold, the Buddha is silent, I know, in this life and this life, there is no beauty in the pen.
The words are like knives, painful to the heart, the beautiful and the tragic are only a moment, and the fairyland and the mortal dust are also one step away. The courtyard is desolate, setting off the sad state of mind, raising the eyes around, the yellow leaves are everywhere, and the melancholy is accompanied by the flow of the stream, endlessly.
The years are flickering, too much beauty is difficult to stay for a long time, and the beautiful epiphany, not long after blooming, will face the fate of withering. Perhaps, the beauty of life is the beauty of this beautiful transience.
In this life, I will write for you as an ink idiot, and use the ink full of sadness to describe the reluctance of this life and the expectation of the next life. The red dust is numerous, the cold and warm are self-aware, the pen writes the heart, the ink complains about the soft intestines, even though we can't get along with each other, but, in the world of memories, we have never been separated.
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Do you mean to be aesthetically pleasing?
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With the slow popularity of QQ space, materials have become extremely important, materials are like the soul of the whole space, without good materials, no matter how good the space is, it can't be displayed.
Spatial materials include ** class, text class, audio class, flash class, photoshop custom class, etc.
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Space materials are used to code the space decoration **,flash,**,text and so on。 It is also used for space **, space and other decorations, with the slow popularity of QQ space, the material has become extremely important, and the material is like the soul of the entire space. Without good materials, no matter how good the space is, you can't get out.
Spatial materials include ** class, text class, audio class, flash class, photoshop custom class, etc.
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