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1. In April, on the road to meet you

In April, a period of lingering, I hope you belong to your own love; an effort, I hope you meet the burning dreams of the heart; a casual; I hope you meet a better self. In April, whether it is love, whether it is a dream or a better self, I am on the road to meet you.

2. You are the vast moonlight in my heart.

Once upon a time, in the school, there were divergent confusions and embarrassment. I almost lost myself and could not find the road sign that was lost in the moon fog. Once upon a time, I was undecided in the gossip of others, and I couldn’t move the wings that were only falling in confusion. Once upon a time, in my own wind and snow, quietly dazed and embarrassed, can not see the sun that sprinkled in June. How many ups and downs have gone through, bumpy and bumpy all the way, laughter, crying, endeavor, smashed, succeeded, failed, knowing that you met in the midst of it, what is sour and bitter, all twists and turns It was thrown into the clouds, until then, it was known what kind of feelings of love and affection, what kind of taste is sweet and bitter. When you meet with you, you know what kind of hungry and hardship you want and what you want. What kind of suffering is waiting for you.

3. If you don’t make a mistake, you can reunite with you.

The fate and generosity of fate depends on myself. I believe that everyone comes to this world with a mission and goes to their own destiny. No matter how small he is, there are always corners to be put on hold, and someone always needs his presence. When a person walks alone in a strange road, he will feel that his bag is heavy, his heart is empty, he learns to spend his time, learns to soak in the dyeing tank, indulge in loneliness, and live in confusion.

4. Turn around, can you forget

Perhaps, April still loves the willows of March, the pointed small buds, the tender willow branches, swaying with the wind, telling the cold of winter, the memory of winter. Look at the curved scissors, and then cut out the small willow leaves in February, the yellow rapeseed field. In fact, whether you are willing or not, in the early winter of winter, in the winter, with the winter, the cycle of the four seasons, cold, warm.

5. Don't let loneliness and wind linger

If fate is a magician, then please give me the angel's wings, you can go anywhere, there is a landscape of spirituality, so that life will be quiet. I really want to sleep in the green mountains and green waters. Some of them leave the knot, it is the beginning of another scene with the red dust. I always feel that there are reincarnations, and the encounters in the dark are all destined, but some are fate and some are robbery. The more experience, the weaker the heart, the less and less joy. I don't like the words that are icing on the cake, seeing friends in the trough, and understanding the truth. With the cleansing of emotions, those who gave me the most painful moments were also forbidden by my heart and eyes. Three thousand weak waters take only one scoop, and only one of the ten kinds of jade in the jade. There is not much to be done, only the only one, otherwise I would rather live alone. After a season of ruin, only a drop of ink can not be abandoned with loneliness. Perhaps the sound of spring can be seen, just like the bridge is flowing, but the fish is not seen. Some turns are the opening of this life cycle, although still in place, or with the accompanying lights, can no longer go back.