I have always believed that fate will not cause * * * sounds in everyone's mind, and only those with similar temperament and personality will have * * * sounds. Such an encounter will certainly spark, so that each of us can feel the beauty of fate as a bosom friend. In this fate, we get to know each other and then know each other. Even if one day we gradually fade out of each other's sight, we will still miss each other in the middle of the night and miss the beauty of meeting. Isn't that what happens between you and me? Although it hurts to think that we will be far away from each other in the future, we still have no regrets, just dreaming together for that wonderful meeting.
Two distant cities separated by thousands of miles, we met because of fate. In this way, listening to the same song, listening to each other's breathing, feeling each other's heartbeat, all this stems from the fact that we are children of dreams. In the same dream, we came together and felt a warmth in front of the cold computer screen. Although the ruthlessness of reality makes it impossible for any of us to make any promises to each other, and we can't afford to give them if we want to, we can cherish this hard-won acquaintance and trust from the heart, which will be unforgettable in this life. Really-although the fate of dust is like a dream, meeting is fate.
Because of the beautiful meeting, your life and mine are as bright as flowers and open everywhere on the short road of life. In that beautiful season, we met in the virtual network. From then on, we opened the door of our hearts and smelled the flowers. The network and words have extended our world, and your transparent care is my greatest gain in the network, comforting my lonely heart. Many years later, I hope that one day, when we are white-haired, we will meet hand in hand. In the snow I yearn for, distant memories waded in, and your warm words warmed me, just like lighting an eternal fire in my heart. ...
The famous saying about meeting and fate is 1. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.
Love a person not because of who he or she is, but because of who I am when I am with him or her.
The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside him knowing you can't have him.
The pain of missing is that you can't have him by your side.
Never frown even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.
Never frown even when you are depressed. Think about how people who love you are fascinated by your smile.
4. To the world, you are one person; But for someone, you are his whole world.
To the world, you are insignificant; But he or she regards you as a unique treasure.
Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.
Don't cry because of love, what you once owned is the most important thing.
Maybe God wants you to meet many wrong people before meeting the right one, so when this happens, you will be thankful.
Maybe God wants you to meet many wrong people before you meet the right one, so when this happens, you will be thankful.
3. Meeting is a poem of fate. It should be a little older. Don't thank me for Baidu search. Today, I suddenly met you, and my hand was smiling. Don
The two of us drank cup after cup in the blooming flowers on the mountain. I want to sleep when I am drunk. You can leave yourself. If not, take the violin in the morning. -Li Bai
I hope to visit the old man and meet you several times. Bai Juyi gave me a dream.
When I stepped into you, a heavy snow sealed everything in the world-Cangyang Jiacuo.
Poem Details of "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Poetry" _ Avanti
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other. When you enter the door of lovesickness, you will know the suffering of lovesickness. Eternal love, eternal memories, and short-term lovesickness have no end. -Li Bai's 357 words
There is a forest in everyone's heart. The lost people are lost, and the people they meet will meet again.
-Haruki Murakami's Norwegian Forest