The love is that one is perfectly willing

The love is that one is perfectly willing
Love dusk touching at dusk, day and night care and sadly beautiful, lonely difficult wait that able to bear, blue lovesickness all over the world, to moist all things on earth detailed silent rain and dew spring, one perfectly willing beautiful devotion of feelings even more.
The rain silk flying floats in that kind of perfectly willing the South of devotion such as March, gentle and continuous. In graceful fine willow branches, path among forest, fly swiftly fly to twitter, the delicate and charming pistil of the rose in swallow, setting up the red plum containing snow of end of the branch prettily. All mental states beautiful, run and wave in the bright and beautiful sunshine. Just like the transparent one of bottom of heart being bright, only the clear brightness of the moonlight, the brilliant rays that could be shone upon. Only wish if the worry to cut the spring breeze, the champaign of Benz, blow and sleep on the vast earth green. Pregnant one lake water that pond love, healthy and strong every seedling; Hold a drop of delicious wine like the sweet dew, temperate and moist and long and thirsty heart, row the laurel oar of a blue boat, float towards the ocean loved.
Love perfectly willing to sing loudly in distant place, a vagrant song. Do not ask keeping, does not ask gathering around, only ask gaze quietly of your sight, drawing quietly. For me, even if you go through all kinds of hardships and difficulties in the alien land, drink to the limit lonelily, allow the appearance to survive in the hardship of life. For me, you taste all grief in this world to the limit, how do not I love your wan and sallow heart? The nestling of yesterday, had already become fuzzy scenery, tomorrow's meeting was not always so within the foreseeable future. Let, keep watch, grow into one tree quietly, full of end of the branch verdant blade all miss, share the warmth of the sunshine, chant a magnificent song together.
The love is that perfectly willing a part that is stood fast at waits. In the early morning of mist, push the happy window, you hang and meet the eye on every side gorgeous smiling of curtain; You are that mountain range sunk at the moment, become the lonely heart line continuously; You are that sharp brimming dewdrop that beat of the grass, wait for the greedy sucking of leaf, such as drinking the top-quality wine that a share loves; You are a colorful butterfly, walk among the safflower green leaves cheerfully, my sight is that one is glued in the pollen of your wing, sparkling under the sunshine, you conditions and customs in the twinkling of an eye, print in me such as water pairs of pupil while being every; You are dusk that wipes shine clouds burst forth, ones that used you are beautiful, the one that made me warm and sank at dusk is deserted and lonely, by the vacillating of you, let the kite of my heart fly away, in the length and breadth of land is deep and remote and blue, the love song reuniting after long separation after singing one and waiting.
Love perfectly willing to sing a fragmented other songs. Though the love is for meeting, for romantic leading along by hand, prop up an umbrella for the trials and hardship together, in order to listen to a song together under the light, in order to raise a slice of sail together at sea, leave and drink and drink together correctly for a moon of flower. If it is very dull to arrange in four seasons; If the moonlight is rubed into in the mountain, rub the bottom of heart that enter me just like your grief, but in every cold autumn when it is cold in chilling autumn night, that was given to us can only be pain not touched; Yesterday when destined to miss to take all over branch; If after a lot of things happen, but become the figure going far one by one at night; If time can let us embroider it can only be your sad and my pain; If in the reunion after mellennium, the one that was heard is mutual and heart-broken; If the whole chopsticks without hesitation, know perfectly well that can't drink without can drink ing on the feast that loves, but it piece together but the drunk,it leave regret that continue for ever only. Then, unmanned boat falling ferrying that spending horizontal since, hang down the east of Los Angeles of Yang in purple footpath between fields, at that visit once all over sweet-smelling clump,please let us not for sliceses of fallen leafed, on a one's own autumn dance wither the one pond; Let lovesickness forest grow into grass of old age, let remote dream those, bloom in pinewood to cover with the briar only, and whom we can see altogether everyday only corona including tears every night that. Invite you, please definitely light to shake hands with me in one, cry or bid farewell with me with a smile. Perfectly willing, let go for the love, leave for the love.
For the love, all will be perfectly willing.