你是无意穿堂风,却偏偏引山洪。 我是垂眉摆渡翁,却偏偏独爱侬。 我是檐上三寸雪 ,却偏偏见你融。 你是人间惊鸿客,却偏偏把我拥。
放弃整个世界也不放弃你。
The furthest distance in the world. Is not being apart while being in love. But when plainly cannot resist the yearning. Yet pretending you have never been in my heart.
幸福就是,头发白了,背已驼了、用放大镜艰辛读报的人,还能自己走到街角买两副烧饼油条回头叫你起床。