给兔小白的情书（Lovelettertolittlerabbit）

给兔小白的情书（Love letter to little rabbit）
Love letter to little rabbit
Dear little white, because you are you, so I am I. You're the missing string in my head, you're my biased eye. You are white sheep. Every night I count your name. I can sleep peacefully. You're a purple eggplant. As long as you read your name, I can't help smiling. You are my sunshine, scenery and time. You are the only one, that is all. You are everything, but nothing can take the place of you.
Dear little white, my ears are a little hungry, and your voice may be some kind of food. My eyes hurt a little, and your eyes may gently rub them. My limbs are lost, and your note may be the most beautiful lighthouse. My tail is curling up. Your name may be its greatest pride. My heart is getting denser and stronger, and your mouth might tell its panic. My body is going to fall, and your snuggle may be the last word.
Dear little white, you ask me, "what is love?" I want to love is the heart that beats for rest. Love is when the ruins are not yet in ruins. Love is a fantasy, a chain of bubbles rising when a fish kisses another fish. Love is a bow that wraps up the raw days as a gift. Love is a special way of breathing. Love is the journey to find its body for the language. Love is a gentle breeze, but only the eyes that have not been woken. Love is the eyes out of a flower, because the world. Love is the friendship between two patients - love is a disease, the only way to rescue is that we are infected together.
Dear little white, because I love you so much, I only try my
best to get rid of all the bad things on my body. But in the end, I find that loving you is really my biggest fault. And you know what? The most terrible thing about this problem is that I don't want to correct it at all.
Dear white, there are so many forests in the world, there are so many branches of each forest, each fork can take us to an unknown location. Therefore, some rabbits may not meet you in your life. But it is only when you meet, that is your real life. How to be found by you is the miracle I've been looking for.
Dear little white, when I love the world, I want everyone to love it with me. But when I love you, I want the world to be the only one I love. You ask me next life I want to meet you? My answer is "no". Because I am a selfish rabbit, like meeting you so beautiful things, I even next life I can't bear to share with him.
Dear little white, love certainly can not be eaten as carrots, but if it is with the beloved rabbit, carrots will become very delicious. Love is not food, but love, like hunger, is the best sauce in the world
Dear white, time for our cleverly formed encirclement, sooner or later we must surrender to the. But the only victory I can hope for is that even in the end, we can all join hands and surrender.
Dear little white, you don't know how lucky I am now. For I have thought that I do not even have to be with you, knowing that you are there is enough for me. You don't even know I exist,
as long as you have an eye across my face had a if there is no doubt: Yes, as long as you have a moment of trance, I had enough.
Dear little white, that's what you're doing and all I want to do to you: I want to hold you, without any unnecessary lies.
I want to hold you, you do not bear any cheat you. I want to kiss you without kissing all the rest of the air. I want to lean on you, and we can go to eternity without the permission of time.
I want to hold you, without any purpose.
Dear little white,
Of course I'm not the best, but for you, I've done the best I can.
Dear white, at three o'clock in the morning we had watched Yuhua open, we visited the forest with taboo exploration, we have calculated the Sakura landing speed, we have many stars in the sky took the name, we have to breathe the same air came from the same time. We have done many things together, and in the end, everything we do for love will become love itself.
Dear little white, when I often think of you, I will not remember an early summer scene. I don't know because you and I just met in the summer, or love the smell and summer breath so close. The memory of the summer cherry seemed to be endless, because I was reluctant to eat the first bite, because I was reluctant to eat the last bite. Why do I love summer so much? Because I like summer, you are summer.
Dear little white, I think winter should be the warmest season,
because the cold has created more opportunities for us to feel warm. Every time the weather drops, we lean closer. Winter will only make one rabbit snuggle up to the other rabbit. We can leave our little footprints together in the snow, and we can make a snowman just as lovely as you. I think the only flaw this winter is probably the warmth of your smile that adds to the greenhouse effect of the world.
Dear little white, every time I think of you, you suddenly appear. I don't know if it's a coincidence, or am I thinking of you all the time?. I remember the first days when I was lying in your place every day. When you showed up, I put on a chance encounter with you. Also know you later, I just know, sometimes have to deliberately, can pretend to be just right.
Dear little white, as long as the sky is still in the old place, the cat likes to eat fish, you can still get angry with me, then the world is not a big deal.
Dear little white, if I love you just out of ignorance, then I wish I'd never know. To know everything is the greatest discipline God can inflict upon us, and curiosity is the virtue of life. We've been wondering what will happen next, and that's why we never stop. I don't want to be your lighthouse. I want to be the rabbit in the dark with you.
Dear little white, I never want to go forever so far, but I just want to stay so close to you. Let them love each other till they are old, but we go back to the beginning of life along the tracks of love. Like two babies who use their spare time to sleep, and if happiness misses us, let it come and play with us. Wasting
time is a natural gift for each other. As all the groups of the forests move towards eternity in a mass, I will dance with you on the needle. -
Dear white, in order to confidently say "happiness is something great" this sentence, we must first let ourselves happy for a long time.
Dear little white, you are so pure and beautiful. Your expression is your mood, in that mood, there is no mind, only heart. A simple minute to stay with you makes life sixty seconds longer. It seems that every time I see you, I will be kind, and the world will be a little bit lovely. You taught me to learn happiness in happiness, and to know my heart in sadness.
Dear little white, you often start without reason. Every time you are in a daze, I think you are far away from me. I know I'm by your side, but where the hell are you? Don't stay in your world all the time, okay? That makes me even more curious to step in and see what happens. I want to share a secret with you, because the secret is mutual sorrow and happiness.
Dear little white, the forest is getting more and more noisy. The noisy crow did not listen to the bad song, but the magpie and the Nightingale were silent. The humans rushed into the forest with machetes, and the sound of logging was everywhere, rather than the gentle sound of the woodpeckers. It seemed as if the noise could only be heard in the bustle, but could not hear the real voice. So when I want to listen to your breathing, I choose to close my ears tightly.
Dear little white, I want to love is not magic, love is a miracle. Love is not a proclamation, but love is a whisper. Love is not choice, but love is right. Love is not an expansion of one's territory, but love is a dig of a deep well. Love is not to conquer death, but love to gain life.
Dear little Bai, your breath is green, and there is a lake in your eyes, a reflection of the forest in the lake. Your sigh is green, too. Every sigh of yours will cause a breeze in the forest. The breeze from over the lake, and stained with the taste and colour of the leaves, then the breeze gently skip your breath. So your breath is green.
Dear little white, my distance from heaven is just so far away from my home, and my distance from home is just as far away as I am.
Dear little white, the food that you have really can not be completely gone. Because I now and you have fun, so even if the happy one day away, we also have the pleasure of walking away. Even if it seems like it's only a blink of an eye, it's good to have you blink with me.
Dear little white, one day I learned what sweet is, because I saw me and your love crawling with ants. You say ants love sweets because ants are made of girls (and they don't have to worry about getting fat any more). Well, if I were an ant, and if I compare your smile to sandwich bread, which bite should I start with? Still, I hate to bite off the first bite, but make memories of everything about you and hoard it in my dark, damp cave. Looking at a long moving ants, you asked me if I could tell the
difference between two tiny spots. I say, in the eyes of an ant, there is always another ant is different.
Dear white, our life is too short, so we must seize the time to go to as many places as possible, to play as many games as much as possible with the story, as much as possible enjoy the scenery, love as the rabbit only possible.
Dear little white, simple is not less, but not redundant; enough is not much, but just you in.
Dear little white, those rabbits who have never loved each other can't really die. Never loved, and never really lived. Of all the things we have, life is the most precious of all. Death is the best thing in all things that can make us part.
Dear little white, if life is a treasure hunt, eventually I'll drag you to God and say, "I found this.".
Xiazhengzheng
-- -- rabbit knows everything。