A glimpse like that when I was young is unforgettable in my life. No matter how many thousands of sails I have gone through, those will only become the numbers on the notebook. Only she is the white flower on the chest that symbolizes the oath, even if the face is wrinkled and the body is aging The person who still yearns to embrace each other and look at each other is love. The power that does not change with things in the long river of time is so precious and enviable.
When you are old, freckled, drowsy,
Take down this book while you doze by the fire,
Recite slowly, Meng recalls your eyes from the past
The look is soft, and the reflection in the eyes is deep;
How many people love your charming time,
Love your beauty from falsehood or true love,
But only one loves the sincerity of your soul,
To love the mournful frost on your fading face;
Bent down, by the red hearth,
Whispered sadly, how love escaped,
Wandering around on the tops of the mountains overhead,
Hide his face among the stars.
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