This morning,
Flowers bloom in bloom,
Greeted by the light of the sun,
Until it grows blossoming again.
Old petals fall down,
In the wind with shade,
Those who bloom don't know shabby, Since development at dawn.
The beetle stopped by because it was tempted, While sucking the flower essence, Pollinating Nectar cultivates hope, Fragrant flowers and crown color.
On an old piece of paper, I write these words for you. "My wife, love does not need to be said through words, but he only needs to be watered by looking after each other," I deliberately did not give decoration as the crown, because about you is the most beautiful
In the winds that race in the valleys and hills of the line, in the light morning light that greeted the leaves, I whispered this message as a handle. "My dear, life only briefly then changes, but your presence is forever and eternal."
At dusk, the most beautiful places of worship in his representation, in all the mega clouds that accompanied the steps in which direction, I poured a kind of heart-binding poem, I etched a conscience that could not be denied. "Keep my promise, a real man puts love higher than a sheet of life that must be guarded," this is something that is certain
I wrote about the flowers in bloom and about you, it will be the guardian of your soul when you miss. Letters are meaningless without a series of words, words are not useful when separated from the root of the soul. "Keep my promise, promise is the highest honor for the sun while still willing to shine on"
Thank You This love for you will love us like flowers that always bloom in the morning, which will always be fragrant and fragrant throughout this life journey.
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