Your hand. And grow old with you

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Have appreciated such a love: not much vigorous shaking, some like water and continuously feel the same; there is not much of eachother drawing near,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], some relatively silent understanding, such as flow wavefront ... ... and this is an \your hand, and grow old with you \clasped you, accompany you through all the cloudy days and all the sunny days, until the whole life.
ordinary life we have never had so much Qiongyao Shi love at first sight, not so much too sweet tearjerker, a love story too painful Shanbengdelie: Red Baizhang, we played their own,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], some mediocre Fanfan The life and death of ordinary people. So we cherish love, cherish the oncoming not thrilling feelings.
in this love story, the hero and heroine is not necessarily love at first sight, the first as they may be passing like strangers, as the most common friends, meet after only hello and smile , and then gone. After one day, in the twilight, you suddenly find the back of her makes your heart could be so; a pity you feel bad so inadvertently hit in you, you discovered that, unknowingly, used passing,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], she had walked into your life, so you started a beautiful love.
your hand, old age together. And this is a kind of standing shoulder to shoulder,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], staring at the sun rise together, the feeling of the sun; the change is a day to change the situation the same feeling.
They say time can dilute all, some things can always Forever Haikushilan's. Sky fly wing to wing, on the ground with science, there is always a love, is as persistent Xiangshan, as deep as the sea,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], as broad as the sky. When it rains, you're all alone, looking at sub-station rain fly line, you are helpless depressed mood. Then from the side held out an umbrella, the cover of the points for you to fly the sky rain and dark; you do not look back, they know the sea as blue as a mountain as he was standing next to you, and will have a a very warm feeling in my heart a very practical: it points to rain fly, dark day it it, then you've got an umbrella, and therefore your mood sunny.
They say that time can make all covered with dust, there are always things that can be timeless new. Pull in your hands, all men, all bright or not bright days have become a new and bright. It is always in the nap time, back when the dust covered feel Yishi; you are still willing to blindfolded and without reserve all hands to the lifetimes of the lovers ... ...
your hand, old age together. When you cry, someone to accompany you down, listen to what you say as you heal messy hair and haggard Yen Yung, still tell you tomorrow, bright and sunny; when you smile bright, the whole world is bright with you, but He stood quietly, smiling at you and the sunlight, bright ... ...
and this is a party to two people hold up the sky with the landscape, like two separate trees, one you have in common prop up the sky, branches and leaves under the blue sky in full bloom, the roots in the ground of mutual support. Matter whether the wind worth mentioning frost, snow, rain worth mentioning matter whether your hand, every moment is so beautiful, every moment is a touching love poems, every moment was worth all the time to finish ... ...

- perhaps not nostalgia,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but firmly hold your hand, and said nothing, and slowly accompany you through this life, next life ... afterlife ...