Standing at the window watching the passersby. Be in a hurry to depart, stubborn two hands to leave the warm pocket g-suite cardinal manchester. The high collar and long scarf covered the white landscape that piece of the old days, people are dressed himself so bloated. The wind swept through, bare tree trunks made desolate and sad cry. Not to sound and the troubles of the past, but more of a recession and quiet...... All these all without exception shows the arrival of winter.
Get up early in the morning, the whole earth was fog shrouded, like a fairyland, picturesque, cloud over, I bare my confession and mind, and you have descended from the clouds, full of weeping considerate this moment lifelike, eyes closed slightly feeling you have if have no of vermilion tenderness. Open your arms to you thousand delicate white state body in my arms. Suddenly, hit a cool breeze, a trembling violently. From his dream back to reality. The original of all this knowledge of their own wishful thinking, that such as cotton cloud still afloat, occasionally a small lamp played, leaving shallow imprint. Suddenly wake up, so that only a small episode a sad, like a shallow imprint, with the passage of time may be the rain fell to cover up, may be a heavy snow precipitation, precipitation down just a vague outline of the heart.
Love is sometimes very fragile, time, distance, tattle and prate can make period burial, money and sexual temptation, g-suite in oldham let love suffered a greedy veil. Some love walked, the branch like snow breaking away, no longer recovery.
Winter is approaching, shows that the wheel of history has undergone alternating round four seasons, but there is a breath of spring. You're like a fire in winter, burning my passion, you figure into the eye. Just like a small stone out like spring water, stir the heart ripples. Such love is gone, will become more solid as a rock. He will not because of the passage of time, to failure. You promised, and spoons, holding your hand, and grow old with you. Dead or alive, or departure from.
Stretch of mountains and rivers, read far empty, as your eyes, stood two connected tree roots, branches intertwined, with each other, the leaves touching each other. Together and share every sunrise and sunset, the Galaxy star curtain, common prayer butterfly flying wing, the Cowherd and the girl weaver across the galaxy, sharing every day morning dew, Yunjuanyunshu, dependent as students, together. When we were together and withered cardinal manchester, settling a secular in another love crystallization.
A collection of live and you together bit by bit, that every little bit is that Xu Zhimo beautiful poems and songs.