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I met the King at the beginning, just like my old friend

— Inscription rolling in the red dust, lingering in love. The first meeting was near the lotus pond, with an ignorant heart and a green feeling, rolling around the spring of love. When you meet, you wear white yarn skirt, and the pink headband is decorated with black and beautiful hair. In your clear eyes like water, you are inlaid with a pair of curved eyelashes, which looks delicate and attractive. At first, they didn’t say anything to each other for fear of disturbing each other’s world. Occasionally, their eyes were interwoven, making you shy and shy, just like the buds in the heart of the pool, so pure and beautiful. I stopped by the pool for a long time and looked at you who looked like a fairy. The beautiful love string in my heart was quietly plucked and hidden in the young age. When drizzling light rain wet the Lotus clothes, flowing to the clear Pool Road, with ripples. Dragonflies flapping light wings and hovering on the Lotus to enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of them. You are in a panic, looking for a rain-proof harbor around you. My appearance holds up a sunny place for you. With your bright eyes flashing, you smiled and said thank you to me, but your eyes hid a familiar acquaintance, just like the old man who had been away for a long time, which was so warm. The rain is still falling under the patter, hitting the umbrella, splashing with flowers. You stretch out your long finger and try to catch the rain figure with your palm, but you are still mischievously slipped away from your fingertips by the rain. You are like a fairy smile, blooming in the colorful rainy season, blooming my heart for a lifetime. Therefore, I silently brewed a short poem in my heart to commemorate the beautiful encounter in the current year. The most important thing is that the wind is messy. After your hair is messy, you slightly lower your head and gently touch the gentle rain of your hair with your hands, the coolness of Moonlight touching your skirt, hair tip and wind playing in the folium nelumbinis pearl accidentally fell down in other leaves, you know —- I am deeply silent just to remember your unique perfumed supporting small umbrella, we walked on the wet ground, and every step followed happiness. The huge pond is full of white lotus flowers and beautiful petals, hiding the white dialogue of our once colored glaze, looking back deeply, and circling in the colorful flower season for a long time. Regardless of the bleak wind and the pat of the rain, we stopped by the pool and told the old story together. Looking forward to history, looking at the ancient love, Liang Zhu’s concern, TRANSFAR the world, beautiful heart. Meng Dun cried in the city, and her tears dyed her clothes and she shed three emotions all over the place. You, lamenting softly, draw sadness on your forehead, clouds of sorrow, covering your clear face. The wind passed quietly, carrying the tears in the corner of your eyes, moving away with the footsteps of dandelion, scattered in the world, illusory, leaving no trace. That shallow look, like a pupil cut autumn, but the rain disturbed your heart palpitations? How can a trace of melancholy stick to your brow? Your smile is messy. Raindrops fall in the depression circle. The melancholy turns out to be a splash of rain in your eyes! The color of your eyes like Amber modifies my nightmare wind in the deepest part of the years, wiping the tears in the corners of your eyes. My warm words touch your fragile chest. You smiled and said: It’s good to have you! If the flowers bloom and depend on each other, the flowers fall away from each other. This beautiful oath is quiet in the wind for a long time, wandering in the fleeting time, witnessing the beauty of you and me when we first met. Maybe, falling in love at first sight, goodbye is falling in love. During the flashy years, they sighed lightly with each other and hated each other late. When I first met, it was like the return of my old friend, the way was not full of wind, flowers, snow and moon, and the words were not enough to warm my heart. Suddenly Looking back, even though I have song-like words flowing into my heart, how can I be more silent than your eyes in my heart. When we met at the beginning, we walked along the center of the pool with the King and held hands lightly. How can we tell that there are thousands of tenderness. Draw out the heart and lead the king. The heart is connected, and the true feelings change the rain and fill the world.

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