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You seem to have a kind of magic that makes me feel my heart beating wildly every time I see you, I know that you are not aware of my existence at all, but your face has ignited a raging fire in my gradually cold heart, and many times I wanted to muster up the courage to want you to express my feelings, but I was pressed back by your bright eyes, and I was so afraid to look into your eyes that I had to keep the words in my heart.

I tried to force myself not to think about you, not to disturb your peaceful life, but when I closed my eyes, your figure appeared in front of my eyes again.

I waved him away, but he didn't move, and I finally understood that you were not just a passing cloud for me, but deeply imprinted in every corner of me.

In my heart, there is a hut that is open for you, and its name is it"Love"I always hide him in the warmest corner, waiting for you to live in it I hope that one day, you can also open your heart to me, don't let my dreams burst like a beautiful bubble, beautiful things should be cherished, right?

Let my dreams come true!

Don't let him torment me, I will give everything I have, care for you, love you, so that your beautiful flower will never wither, even if there is a storm, my warmth will be by your side.

It's really insincere, it's not written by yourself.

I loved and didn't say anything. Just looking at you and smiling on the other side, I love! As long as I know what is in my heart, I don't have to know what is in your heart.

I cherish my secrets. I also cherish a touch of sadness. It was not a sorrow that did not turn into pain.

I swear I love and give up on you. No hope is held up. But it's not that there is no happiness, as long as you can miss it, you are happy enough.

Even if you don't see it, you're smiling at the other side.

I wish Ronghai if the clouds smoke.

Zhang Yong's family moved to the sky.

Yasong national style returns to eternity.

Qishu makes the shadow cream fresh.

Chinese and foreign gentlemen have one ear.

The autumn wind and fallen leaves are full of Chang'an.

The quick knife is willing to cut the oolong corner.

Happiness is difficult in ancient times.

My house is facing Ziyang Mountain.

It's pitiful.

Yasong national style returns to eternity.

Qihua wind is quiet and colorful.

Classmates and teenagers are all on the road.

Pleasure is difficult to do in the past.

The moon is bright and the night is discussed.

Round lotus 10,000 points rouge money.

I have been a virtuous person since ancient times.

The country and the city are always superb.

Yaxiu Bingzi Yan Ge Yan.

Qishu Yaolin has no spring.

It is also a sentimental ancient guest.

Flowers and trees are new.

The moon is born and the blue is bright.

Yuantong You practice the method deeply.

Hello, I'm Zhang Yaqi. Who are you?

Look into the distance and think of the delicate.

Elegance and vulgarity begin in the morning.

Qi Rong glows like a fairy.

Beautiful as Chang'e running towards the moon.

The night moon is silent and the clouds are also in love, and the bright and cold light sleeps alone.

The white rabbit also hates empty medicine, and Chang'e should be even more to the world!

[Zhang] has a female Tibetan boudoir.

Ya] Qi is so charming.

Qi] Qi is as beautiful as an angel.

Good] I look forward to dreaming of you in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Zhang Nuyan is like jade, and Yarong Xizi avoids.

Qihua is fragrant and the moon is ashamed, and the festival spreads good news.

Ya Rong: Very elegant, beautiful. Xi Zi avoided: Xi Shi avoided it.

Qihua: Fairy flower, a beautiful flower like jade.

Festival: Mid-Autumn Festival, spread good news: you text her;

Aijun Academy is quiet, Zhang Fan is only dreaming.

A book of Yayan, Qi Ju sonorous words.

Help you write the lyrics, the poems are more serious and serious. She'll be happy to see it. Give some time, more references, more choices, and I will definitely make it tonight.

It's better not to write poetry.

At least in the normal state of mind of me, my sisters, and my sisters, the love letter I received was a poem, not to mention how the person was, but to give the impression of "disgusting".

If you like it, you can say that you like Bei Chinese man, order it directly.

Yongdai: Yellow flowers bloom among the flowers, blooming gorgeously into my arms.

Autumn Lake Flat Sunshine.

My heart is opened.

The love is now complaining, and your nobility is pitiful.

Eternal life is only willing to be with you, and the edge of the pavilion has been drawn from afar.

Note: Her name is Huang Yanqiu, she should have been born in autumn, what flowers are the most beautiful in autumn? Chrysanthemums, of course If she also likes chrysanthemums, it's even more absolute! ~

So in the name of Yongju, I express your appreciation and love for her, hiding my head "Huang Yanqiu, I love you forever"! And in the last two sentences, you want to express the central idea! ~

Just starting to chase it, right?

I hope my verses are useful to you! ~

Definitely rhymes

To be auspicious, you must be young.

I'm a man with a hero table.

Good news, happiness, and books today.

The joy decompresses the cold spring.

The knowledge of Mei Xin passed on to the East Pavilion.

Life is like old age.

Li Bai is famous all over the world.

Nuo Ge is edicted according to the song.

"Girls".

She walked back and forth in fits and starts.

Clean feet. Stained with cool dew.

She was a little melancholy.

Look at the mud and grass houses.

Look to my father. She parted her black hair with both hands.

A wild peach blossom was silent.

To whom the other sprig was given.

But no one ever asked.

Spring is the wind. Autumn is the moon.

When I realized.

She's gone somewhere else.

There, the fence after the rain resembles a blue stream.

I'm a girl. My favorite poems, I'll call you below.

If you confess, don't use the following one

After all, we must leave this soft and clear.

A spring day with a slightly moist wind.

The light around is delicate and tireless.

A world that presents all life processes.

Even if you try to expand the small pleasures.

Savor it with concentration.

Calm happiness is as long as possible.

That is between the beginning and the end.

The enigmatic distance is still unmeasurable.

This infinite loneliness, this must be burdened).

All the memories are not very far from me.

Just the moss marks we once walked with reflected in the silence of the forest.

But there is a feeling that I don't know for sure.

After finding the right words, I gradually lost my control.

In the end, I'm to you.

Just like the deep purple irises are to this spring.

After all, we still have to turn our backs on each other.

My understanding: What is chanted over and over again is the destined ending of you and me, and we will not be together. [This may be suitable].

Let's go see the fireworks, shall we.

Go and see that.

How to regenerate flowers in the midst of flowers.

How to reproduce dreams on top of dreams.

Let's walk side by side across the desolate riverbank and look up at the night sky.

The ecstasy and tingle of life.

It's all in this moment.

It's like fireworks. - Xi Murong's "Invitation".

This is good. First Encounter].

Beautiful dreams are the same as beautiful poems.

It's all something that can be met but not sought.

It often comes at the most unexpected moments.

I like dreams like that.

In dreams, everything can start again.

Everything can be explained slowly.

I can even feel all the wasted time in my heart.

I was able to regain the ecstasy and gratitude I was able to regain.

The heart is overflowing with happiness.

Just because you're right in front of my eyes.

Smile at me just as you did back then.

I really like dreams like that.

I know you've traveled thousands of miles for me.

But I feel that the herbs are delicious and the flowers are colorful.

It's like you and I have just just met.

This is my most exciting sentence].

I have walked on bridges in many places, seen clouds many times, drunk many kinds of wine, and yet I have loved only one man of the best age. —Shen Congwen.

I'm going to wash my hands in the waves of your eyes, and I'm going to rub your eyes, it's too cold.

If your eyes are really so cold, someone's heart will freeze under your watch. —Shen Congwen.

I have a hidden-head poem in my space, hundreds of words of hidden-head.

This kind of is actually not very good, although there is a romantic atmosphere, but if the relationship is not relatively ambiguous, it seems too fake and insincere. It is recommended to confess directly, if the other party is willing, it will be, otherwise it is useless even if you write **, I wish you success, I hope to adopt, thank you

Why don't you tell her personally! It's better than poetry!!

Lin Huiyin wrote, you are the April day of the world.

To have literary talent, don't swear by the words, be realistic, and be able to give her a spiritual shock.

Remember, don't be numb.

Thank you.

The wind lives in the dust and the fragrance of the flowers, the falling flowers and the wind and rain cherish the spring, I don't know, the passing year is secretly promised, the heart is happy, I wish the flowers to fall in love with the end, the promise is not wrong, the flowers are longing for Tiantian, the rain is envious and symbiosis, the sky is drunk this morning, Mo but the spring is not embarrassed, the red dust is tossing and turning, I treat the flowers, and the flowers can be willing to love?

Seeing and Not Seeing".

Cangyang Gyatso: You see me, or you don't see me.

I was right there.

Don't be sad or happy You read it, or you don't think of me.

The love is there.

Don't come or don't you love, or don't love me.

The love is there.

Neither increase nor decrease You follow, or don't follow me.

My hand is in yours.

I don't want to give up on coming to my arms.

Or let me dwell in your heart.

Silently in love.

Silence and joy.

I thought about it all night last night.

Came up with a phrase.

A word I want to say to you.

Let's get married. Ha ha.