Tonight, sitting at the end of March, I slowly close to you, close to you, close to you. Please allow me to be filled with thoughts and into spoken, across Cheng Cheng's transfer to you, just for you, and send a wisp of spring, decorate your dream.

This season, Maggie Beauty好唔好Spring is in the air., willow catkin, cool breeze through a pure breath. Fine fine presumably, beauty is not only in the spring, the more I met with you and walk through together bit by bit, remember, is comfortable, read, is warm.
Always like a faint white feelings, such as washing, without any impurities, such as making a turn of the light, it is the beauty of the get along swimmingly with each other, is worth at the harbour. But it is rarely pure world, friendship or love. However, I was lucky, because in the vanity of the troubles of the world, I did not miss you, that has been standing behind me friend .
Time, like wings, one day passed. Time is too short, the memory is too long, so now I can not remember the first place and you know,Maggie Beauty好唔好just remember because I mistook you for a friend with you together, so in the wrong place, met to you. Perhaps the fate decreed by fate, perhaps, a simple line of text, a touch of greeting, has shortened the distance between you and me. Since then, our sister and brother, our heart to heart qi, shadow and shadow hand in hand, you live in my heart, I hide in your care.
Who said, this life meet, even if no results, also put in the mind, treasure. Numerous living beings, many people come and go to poly and scattered, many people once met a band. Not to mention, in the unpredictable life, we need to spend much effort to make it maintain long, only those heart warming picture, are worth bearing in mind, moreover, that person is you, I cherish my brother.
A few days ago, the pain, the point to be taken by surprise, defenseless toss for a long time. I remember talking to you, but also in such windy night, you kindly call me sister, ask the illness, ask people whether they feel hot, every single word or phrase, sincere. I hear your voice, a crossing the ethereal, one point one points on my heartstrings, the tenderness of the warmth, the sweet words, no need to say more, but already remember. At that moment, I was no longer the text in the Yan ϦϪ, you are no longer a broken dream network, we are crossing near friends, we are true, brother.
When the springMaggie Beauty好唔好breeze blows again, I sit before the case, dip in the air the flowers to write your name, residual dream, reading, reading, the heart began to warm up, and then began to panic, pain.
Mind you, is a pale words sad man, you hold a broken the dream and the story of the past, perhaps nobody knows you hard wandering and drifting in the tired, no one knows you emotional entanglements in. I don't know you from where, I do not know that the dream you how can complete, I do not know this dream how much time this how many years can be woven into Kam? But I, can only say that, my dear brother, I is willing to work with you together to face the world, to the April to April allure, Qinxiang bent, I believe your dream will circle.
You listen to, and a floral drifting away, passing ear, it tells us that don't feel anxious, face the vicissitudes of life, smile to see the past, all will have a happy ending, because not to not tomorrow.
At the end of March, I carry a wisp of spring, decorate your dream. No matter how far away, no matter how times change, don't forget, I have a thought. I will always behind you, living peacefully together with you......