whether tired or not Tired

and regardless of the southeast, northwest

... "

....

Shen Shaobai is sitting in front of the piano, playing the piano and singing songs. His face is as warm as jade Although love is not clear, why did he sing this song? It's just that his voice is clear, just like the sound of nature.

So, only love for a long time, standing there.

Listen to him, sing this song, slowly get up.

Then, he reached out, took a handful of flowers from the top of the piano, and walked to love only Obviously, his eyes can't see it, but at a distance, he walked steadily and didn't even need to explore.

Like this distance, he has already passed through thousands of times and memorized it in his heart.

Looking at it, Shen Shaobai walked in front of him, with a beautiful face and a dusty smile, which made him fascinated As he walked forward, he opened his mouth and sang a song, which was different from the piano just now.

The ballad is a little light and familiar: "Happy Birthday to you Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you Happy birthday to you... "

Singing to the end at the same time, he has come to the front, smiling will be in his arms bouquet, to love in front of a hand: "summer love, happy birthday."

Only love inexplicable, nose a sour, feel on the tip of the heart, like a bug, bite on a bit, a little sting But look, in front of this bouquet of flowers, not roses, more like roses, it is roses.

Surprise? Of course there is!

But love did not think that what he sent himself was a rose, a favorite flower, more than a rose Because, the flower language of the rose, insipid slant is yearning for - hold the hand of son, grow old together with son.

In an instant, sweetness surged up, and the sting hurt. I don't know how it felt Bite lip, restrain oneself, send out out out of control voice, take that hold rose, hold tightly in the bosom.

"Bang --"

at this time, suddenly there was a sound of shaking.

In a flash, just above the starry sky, the dazzling fireworks are blooming one by one, burning the bright beauty Light up the night sky, gather beautiful shape, just like just now - only treasure, happy birthday.

Those fireworks, with the floating wishing lights, interweave into the world's most beautiful scenery, lingering in the heart.

In front of us is the sea.

Shen Shaobai is right in front of him. He just likes to look around. It's like a dream. If there's no touch, it's a panic that he doesn't believe. Such an arrangement, even a girl, wants to have.

"Happy birthday, my only treasure."

Can't see, the girl likes or doesn't like it, but Shen Shaobai reads the words that she misses in her heart.

Only love holding the rose in her arms, watching the fireworks fall one by one, leaving those wishing lights, already floating to the high place Reflecting the night sky, like a star, emitting a little light, touching the heart.

"Thank you, Shen Shaobai. Thank you very much... "

Bear the emotion, only love from the bottom of my heart, to express my gratitude.

"Wei Bao, you know, I don't need your thanks. I just want you to listen to what I have in mind... "

There is a smile on Shen Shao's white lips, which reflects the beauty of Ben Yujun, especially the pleats.

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