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Rush to a covenant with the Book of Songs

Since many years ago, I read the so-called yi ren in an accidental opportunity. On the water side, I have always been moved, because I had a covenant with the book of songs that I agreed to meet again in this life. Therefore, I seem to have passed through 3,000 years of heavy time and seen the distant past life. That day, I waded into the water in a blue shirt and stepped through white dews to the Weishui River. White dews is frost. I listened quietly by the river to the morning clock for thousands of years, Guan Guan, in the river continent. Guan niao was singing by the river, while the fair lady could only be on the water side. For this reason, I watch at the river where I forget my worries and watch into a green lotus. I heard the young woodcutter crying to Han Shui: there are trees in the south, so you can’t stop thinking. Han has swimming girl, you can’t think. His almost desperate sigh revealed a sadness after 3,000 years. I saw Zhuang Jiang, the beauty of Qi Guo, standing on the Yellow River. She had been wandering in the text for 3,000 years with her beautiful and beautiful face. Out of its East Gate, there are women like clouds. Although beautiful women are like clouds, they are not what I love in my heart. There are many charming things in the world. I love you alone. For this reason, I write down poems for you that I haven’t seen for a day, like three autumn. I still clearly remember that I met you, my first love, in the wild where there were grass and zero Dew, some morning 3,000 years ago. There is a beautiful person, CLEAR Wanxi. From then on, your smiling face and clear flowing eyes were deeply branded in my heart. Every life, I will follow such a memory and search for it at all costs. Even if I forget the river and five-flavored tea of forgetfulness, I cannot bleach the peach blossom in my memory and its scorching face. I am calm. Since you gave me a pledge of love Guan Tong in the wild, I have been unguarded for a long time. Vote for me with papaya and report to Qiongyao. I deeply know that emotion cannot be measured by material and money. Even after three thousand years of life, I can still distinguish it from many ornament at a glance. Qingqingzi, you can relax my heart. I still remember the figure you were waiting for anxiously upstairs in the city, picking Xida Xi, in the city que Xi. Not seen in a day, like three days. In that failure, you blamed I am children and called me a bad guy. I know, that’s because you care about our feelings. Although you blame my son Huisi for me, and even though you stomped your feet and shouted at me that there was no one else. But I know, that’s not your truth, you are just angry. Otherwise, after 3,000, I will read the verses of that year again. How can my chest feel dull pain? If you see a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy. When I walked into your warm cabin on a windy and rainy night, the oil lamp lit for me had been shining in my heart for 3,000 years. That night red mud the warmth of the small stove, it has been warm in my heart for 3,000 years. Let me walk towards the light no matter where I am in the world. Crickets are in the hall, and they are very old. Time is really like flowing water. It can take away the appearance of our youth, but it can’t take away the oath we clung to in those days: life is good and life is good, and you are happy with your son. Hold your hands and grow old with your son. Three thousand years have passed. Whenever I listen to others talking about this oath again, my heart is still burning and tears are still in my eyes. Jin Xi He Xi, see this beloved man. No matter how many years I have been walking, I am still willing to be your beloved person, and you are still willing to be my home. I rushed to a covenant with the book of songs, just to pursue our first life’s love together. Agreed, no matter in this life or the next life, together, without separation. 2014.7.31

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