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always felt that what belongs to the memory of past lives,
once attracted to the meet, in order, I do not know who the Buddha seeking for a long time
plead for Buddha gave us a margin,
this, I would rather be youthful of the Mekong River as you watch the Di Hua,
wait in journeying into a fence in the missing roots.
seasonal wind , through the past lives of the corridor,
ask a thousand years of Guqin, cited as a fascinating Dieyi.
captures I am full of longing, earnest cemented red beans, care of the original moon breeze on both hands.
then a full moon, you come, walked very calm and quiet of walking,
relying ray Clivia flowers and graceful, the span to wade from,
to smile quietly He Shou, buckle ring I deserted the heart.
breeze from the end of the Qingping, mountain and green and the tree has green, then red flowers,
and me, drunk, drunk in your past life familiar the eye in
drunk gently brings tears to your every sound in the call.
was addicted to an ancient legend,
I stubbornly believe that the ups and downs of fate,
is a flower and The cycle of a butterfly.
So I just want to run to the tenderness of life, cherish you,
the heart of butterflies fly past life wrong, Woqu for this life coming from the side of that cluster of Chrysanthemum.
from , the company of Red Dust, I read with you day and night,
bright Chunyang read into the warmth of your reading you into the water flowing moonlight,
read Song of the charm you into a graceful, read the Book of Songs you into Reeds the deep old-fashioned.
used to point a small light delicate fragrance,
on a quiet night listening to your every heartfelt thoughts.
used to no one in each corner,
in white sheet of paper filled with your name,
painted countless smiling eyes, telling me endless longing and joy.
standing under a tree full of flowers, I could not help but think of you again. < br> to how you feel, the heart was light and happy as if a tainted feathers,
trembling in every breath you are always filled.