On Tanabata, enjoy the prose hand in hand with your beloved.

Tanabata, holding hands with relatives.

On this day every year,

I always wanted to be with you.

We met at some point in time,

Spend it simply and happily.

I don't have a better gift for you,

Only this heart that really loves you.

Let me hold your hand gently,

Say nothing.

Keep moving,

Go to see the flowers, the flowers fall and grow again …

A little ink, paper and ink bloom, rust engraves the mark that you and I have traveled in this life.

There is a song called hand in hand, there is a steelyard, and the steelyard never leaves. Holding hands is actually very simple, reaching out gently, holding hands together, holding love, pulling out love, just like scales and weights, will never lose balance.

However, holding hands is difficult. Sometimes, time and space block the distance and it is difficult to hold hands with each other. Sometimes, unwilling hands can't hold love, and unwilling hands can't hold love.

Hold the hand of love once, show the heart of love, melt the frozen heart, let the temperature of love spread gently … condense into a fragrant rose, and appease the lonely and frustrated soul.

Time goes by, time is green, the world is enchanting, love is like a color-changing dragon, which walks through the past of life with little spots and can be expelled.

Tonight, romantic lovers, tired of loving fragrance, repair old love, find back the past and release the series of youth in full bloom. Pick a fragrant rose and give it to the person you love, with a lasting fragrance; Hold the hand of love once, linger for a long time, never get tired, and collect the eternity of happiness.

What makes people so moved?

This night is full of affection and in full swing; Tonight, the starry sky of love is elegant and fragrant; Tonight, the road to love is mottled with colors. Valentine's day lovers, beautiful scenery, long love, long love, several romantic figures, seize the day!

Stand by and watch out the window, the breeze is blowing, your hair is curly, your eyes look around and point to where you are. Looking up at the sky, blue; It is warm on the way to ask for love. Holding a pure white heart, lingering in emotion, in this special Qixi style, driving out the trembling heart with a touch of lyricism, graceful, crazy and impulsive, and weaving it into a kind of concern for you.

Throughout the ages, I wonder how many special people have held special hands and grasped special happiness? Knowing that I am not a heartless person, I will not lose my care at the end of time, nor will I be cruel enough to annihilate the warmth of a love.

Love has kept the distance between heart and sound since ancient times, freely rippling and struggling in fate and sharing, shaking each other's hearts and souls. Beauty lies in the heart, sadness lies in the heart, and coldness lies in the heart.

Love, in the final analysis, is a blessing of fate, a gathering, and a treasure. Fate, perhaps the agreement of past lives, the possession of this life; Sharing may be a gift from past lives and a blessing in this life. Fate is easy to get, but share is hard to find. Origin and fate, sharing fragrance. Meeting is the fulfillment of fate; Holding hands is a great enjoyment. Fate has a share, which is a gorgeous life; There is no fate, but it is the misfortune and bitterness of love.

The road of life is too long and bumpy. Walking alone is too hard and lonely. Therefore, on this road, you can't walk alone. You need to find the starry sky of love and walk hand in hand with the people you love. Stretch out your right hand to hold the edge, swing out your left hand to embrace it, turn the truth of all love, start together, sing in the season, and cast a nest of happy love!

In this life, I met the people I love, holding hands, flying youth one by one, lighting up the emotional sky, and letting the love in my heart plant affectionate seeds, like twinkling stars and colorful rainbows after rain, which permeated my life and painted beautiful patterns.

I was fascinated all the way, holding hands, embracing the budding love buds, burning with passion, blooming with fiery hearts and crawling with deep love. Have you ever remembered the experience of "I haven't seen you for three days like Sanqiu, and I can't sleep"? I have already made time to write history, which is sad and beautiful, like a CD.

Perhaps, this is the publicity of the charm of love, which draws the desire of the soul in love, with endless suction and tension, just like the adhesive force of universal glue, bonding the two souls stuck together.

Even though the world of mortals is apart and full of sadness, even though the lights are bright and it is difficult to meet each other, I have drunk a piece of acacia wine and a red face, broken a pair of worried and expectant eyes, and contained them in the beautiful smile of acacia tree, and never had any emotional fission.

It's just that people, like trees, have experienced storms and frost, and the surging love in their hearts will never grow old. The person you love, like the storm of passion, blows green the vitality and abundance of the tree, moistens the joy of love, lingers in the warm and romantic time, and stands out.

Dear people, do you know that today will be a romantic Valentine's Day? The breath of love stirs the boiling of emotions, overflows the fragrance of the heart, dances lightly in the air, and is filled with the bud and taste of love.

At this moment, in fact, I really want to hold hands with you, step on the rhythm of love songs, have a taste of love, like those special people, have a warm heart ambiguity, weave a happiness in the light dance steps, wander around, have a boiling passion, brew a romantic happiness, and feel your freshness, gentleness, uniqueness and beauty. ...

I really want to hold my beloved, stand in the center of happiness, watch the dusk, swim the forest path, enjoy the lush green, listen to the drizzle and wind, feel the lotus flower dripping, and paint a smile of a love season. Let the longing heart unfold in the warm and harmonious lush. That beautiful scenery, solidified into a pool of pure spring water, gurgled into a happy flower, let you and I watch together and celebrate the Spring Festival together!

I just hope your delicate little hand can hold my finger! If I can, I would like to turn into a butterfly for you, and be by your side day and night, holding your hand and dancing with you. At a certain fulcrum in the reincarnation of the four seasons, watch the world of mortals have a graceful demeanour, play the eternal melody, and enjoy the continuous flowing water like a waterfall, so that you and I can bathe together and wash away our lovesickness, leaving a good impression on a romantic night!

But, you are not with me! So, I have to draw your face and lead you to a dream.

I think this is not an abnormal sleepwalking, but a style of love. Singing here has made people feel beautiful.

I know that you and I are like cowherd and weaver girl, living a wandering life. You are at the end of the world, but my love is close at hand. It's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, but the tender feelings you planted in my heart fell on the petals of Valentine's Day lovers, nourishing me like flowers. Let me dream with the warm wind, quietly catch a rose with your breath, put it on your pillow, and put it into the agreement between you and me in this life.

That dreamlike dream has already moistened the infatuation, like an affectionate butterfly, waiting firmly, and meeting a romantic lover on the Queqiao Bridge.

Wait, let me hold your hand, take you, cross the sea together, * * * beyond the world of mortals!

Wait, let me hold your body tightly until the end of my life!

Look, the person I love, this is my dream place to fall in love, but it is so charming!

Listen, people who love me! This is the magic sound of holding hands, but it is so affectionate!

Under the quiet morning light, the vast mountain stream and the sweet city lake are shrouded in layers of light smoke, and the lush willows are holding hands, faint and quiet, shy and speechless. My heart is full of your tenderness, and I recall the endless love stories, wrapped in crystal morning dew, just like the wind chimes dripping with your love.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning, dormant in the dense fog, the distant mountains are like gauze, green Ruyan Liu, the wind is whistling and birds are singing. Deep in the hazy water waves, your longbow, long hair shawl and a blue coat swam around in the water, rowing gently towards me, staring at the shore with a smile and leaving Acacia Ferry without loneliness and waiting.

Gently holding hands with you, walking in the dense fog, in the fairyland of fairy tales, like two cheerful butterflies, lingering, chasing, comfortable and wandering. In the wilderness where there are only two people, the two arms are connected together, swinging back and forth gently with the gentle breeze, orderly rhythm and gentle footsteps, as if playing a romantic lover's ballad.

Green grass, excited to tears, exudes a faint soft fragrance, follow our lightness and follow all the way. I squint at you secretly, and my heart bumps like a deer.

Brilliant mountain flowers, dyed with sunshine, floating with elegant fragrance, smiling skillfully, nourishing eyes. You hang your head quietly, your light blue dress and white skirt, and your beautiful cheeks are covered with hair, just like the beauty of daffodils, which is better than the fragrance of orchids.

Happy, comfortable, excited, happy, happy. ...

A cold wind blew, and I desperately grasped it in the fog, but where is your shadow in front of me? The lost heart is like trembling in the cold winter, empty, vicissitudes of life and melancholy.

However, all this is an unspeakable interpretation of the beauty of a secluded dream, but I can't give it up. At this time, only a dream full of happiness is pitiful and ironic.

Actually, that's what I want to do. In this dream, I will hold your hand and fantasize about this vibrant season. You and I will meet for many years, adding fragrance and being satisfied!

A lot of words, I have been afraid to say in front of you, all written here.

You know, every time I hold your hand and wander in the noise of the world, I will hold it tightly and be afraid of losing you among thousands of people.

I want to hold your hand, walk through winter and spring, cross summer and autumn, walk through the prosperity all the way, show the youth of life, without sadness or disappointment, until I return to dust.

I am eager to hold your hand and watch the sunset with you in the gorgeous evening. I will not abandon your hand because of utilitarian charm; Will not be separated by the test of loneliness.

I want to hold your hand tightly until we are wrinkled and white-haired. Hold on to it, hold on to it, and be tempered by the wind and rain until the burning life comes to an end. ...

The time of youth will inevitably pass silently, and the years will inevitably be desolate, but my love for you will never die, my affection for you will never change, and my concern for you will never change.

Maybe, on a certain day, we all look old. Maybe, in a certain year, we all experienced glitz. Maybe, in the flow of time, we all went to forget. Will you still remember the past, this sincere existence?

I think, I will remember, because you have been deeply imprinted in my heart and integrated into my blood. The poisonous flowers you gave me have already bloomed in the depths of my bone marrow!

Even on this beautiful day, I let loneliness and loneliness accompany me, drinking coffee brewed in the dark and drinking a cup of water for forgetting the year, but it condensed deeper thoughts. I believe that in the distant night sky, there is someone who will look up at the same starry sky as me.

I know our feelings are too pitiful, and love has never been so perfect. Perhaps because of childish feelings, love will always be hurt. Now that we are in love, Yuanyang fly with me, we should learn to tolerate our shortcomings and mistakes.

You see, the sky is still blue, the water is still pure water, and the heart is still the bright and shining heart. Even if the cycle of summer is about to be replaced by autumn, even if spring, summer, autumn and winter accompany me to watch alone, in the continuous dark night, in the rainy and snowy days, my swollen and budding heart has been thinking about your name, which I will never forget.

I deeply know that God has already arranged the love between two people. However, God has successfully satisfied each other and has no obligation to arrange the next story. Therefore, if there is no fate, you can only get it with fate. Gains and losses are due to your heart, success or failure are due to your heart, and everything depends on people.

Choose to hold your hand, care about it in this life, and follow it without words or regrets. Needless to say, as long as you treat each other with heart and soul, you sympathize with each other, tolerate each other, understand each other, cherish each other and love each other ... you can collect everything you give each other, even the most perfect shortcomings or mistakes, and you are equally calm, calm and comforting!

Love is actually the induction between heart and heart. Whether we can strike the spark of the soul is only related to whether two people's hearts can get along and whether they can really get it.

Some people say that everyone has their own past lives. Some people have experienced hardships and disasters, and * * * has experienced difficult past lives, so it is easy to recognize her (him) in this life; But some people blamed each other and rejected each other in their last lives, so it is difficult to stand life together in this life.

I don't know, which one should you and I be?

I know, it's really not easy for lovers to get married. Maybe we have to face gossip, betrayal, secular pressure, and even life and death choices ... but anyway, I stubbornly believe that the world of two people is heaven, and the life with you is happiness.

Yes! I am not depressed if you are happy! You are happy, I am warm!

Really, I just want to meet you at dusk, watch the sunset of life and enjoy the scenery in spring and autumn. Take the warmth and warmth of love, the tolerance of love, and everything you have given me, and collect all the bags that I love you in this life.

I deeply feel that in the flowing air and in the vast sea of people, meeting is a kind of beauty. "The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but the man was in the dim light." Does this contain a subtle tacit understanding? Let our acquaintance be folded into a lovesick paper crane, flying in your sky, smiling indifferently, but like a clear spring flowing through a dry field, cool, sweet and transparent.

On the road of life, it is enough for me to have your company, your love and your treasure. Your love for me, my pain for you, like flowers in spring, like rain in summer, like fruit in autumn, like warm sunshine in winter, I am rich and not poor.

For you and me, leaving one step is endless yearning; Across the mountains and rivers, it is also a waiting time without regrets. In the middle of time, we are holding hands, the wind and rain are happy, and the tide is gentle. It is my luck and blessing to have you in this life. I will cherish the way and cherish it for a long time.

The road ahead is still very long, with numerous forks in the road, bumps, bumps, gullies, bumps, ..., give me your hand with peace of mind, accompany me forward, and move towards happiness and happiness. I give you a warm arm, a comfortable embrace and a heart that really loves you.

Hold your gentle hand tightly, never let go, keep walking, move towards hope, stay away from despair, pain with me, laugh with me and dust with me.

Dear, I just want to tell you that along the way, we have too many unspeakable hardships and puzzles. Thank you for your tolerance and love for me. Thank you for accompanying me through the past, present and future. Because of your existence, I will no longer lack happiness, and my life will become more exciting!

Honey, I love you!

Tanabata, the colorful romance of a romantic lover, the simplicity of my romantic mood, my affectionate confession, a little ink and a keyboard, indulge your joy and express my deep love for you.

In this life, I am allowed to hold hands with the person I love, without saying a word and without distractions, and go on ... until the flowers bloom, fall and grow again. ...