The first time I saw you, on a sunny afternoon, you were fresh and moving, but you were not so strong and tough, which made people amazed.
It should be noted that it is not caused by pain, but pain releases your desires and allows the most real you to find a breakthrough.
Goodbye, your pink dress is so beautiful, that enchanting gesture, that graceful curve. I am close to you, as close to a bright flower, we cuddle each other in the diamond mirror, showing a charming mood.
Since then, we are like fish swimming side by side in the dazzling display windows of shopping malls, the interweaving of light and shadow is not as good as your looking forward to the streamer; we are like the leaves rustling and honey-speaking through the sunlight in the forest, swaying in the wind and not as good as your golden hair; we are like the riverside The lush and green reeds are not as straight as your slender, swaying legs. Our emotions are accumulating little by little, like the sun getting warmer.
As the night approaches and our hearts approach, we brew together a sweet, intimate, joyful and beautiful wine, which is mellow and intoxicating, and makes us fascinated by this night for the rest of our lives. A life is only for one night, and a song is only for one person. That night, the sparkling wine was not as good as your tears. "You are as happy as an Italian. When you know that there will be love and wine, you finally feel for the first time in this life that you are a woman." Only in this corner that others can't see can you reveal your heart. I know that between your lips that you open softly but dare not speak, and in your faint smile that you dare not show, there is the same voice with the melodious high-pitched voice and the bright lights: woman, woman...
We are released at this moment, happiness is at its peak at this moment, but it stops abruptly. Doubt from the outside world is like a sharp knife, piercing our fragile joy. The adventures of our lives have just begun and come to an end, and we return to the track of normal life. But ah, how can the deepest desire in the heart be covered up by a peaceful life? I miss you, I call you, I call you, and when the phrase "I miss Virginia" wakes you up, you reunite with me in the blood-red cloak of flamingo nirvana, and we fall again. We touch, hug, and kiss discreetly and passionately, our bodies tremble and wriggle, our breaths are deep and long, we bloom in the moment, we risk our lives in the most intense orgasm. But when you reveal everything, I push you off the peak, and you fall heavily. Your life was affirmed by me, you are a woman in my eyes; now it is denied by me, I say because you are a man. I give you hope and disappoint you, I give you joy and you pain, I wake you up and suffocate you. At that moment, not only your beautiful body but also your delicate soul fell.
From then on, you get rid of the heavy pupa cocoons of reality, walk into a long-sleep dream, and transform into a cheerful and dancing butterfly in your self-consciousness.
I sing to you again the song of a woman, the song of your soul, which is like the turbulent water of the melting winter snow, which waters your life and melts into your will. Since then, you are a whole new person.
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