寂静地坐在海边,听海浪轻轻地唱着有情人听得懂的歌,我开始想你了。身后有一棵相思树。相思树枝弯弯曲曲,仿佛缠绵的臂,而那细碎的叶,是相思的繁多。南国冬日的艳阳,把相思树的影子投在海滩上,斑驳的影子在海滩上随风摇曳,把相思撒满海滩。我从相思树下过,把相思存放在心上,带给大海。相思已如海浪般的轻缓相继,连绵不绝了。人与人的相遇是无法预测的。佛说,五百次回眸,才换得今生的擦身而过。而我们的前世是多少次的回眸啊!很多人认识十年,二十年,甚至久远,但 Silently sitting by the sea, listening to the waves gently singing a lover can understand the song, I began to miss you. Acacia tree behind. Acacia branches crooked, as if touching arm, and that broken leaves, is a lot of Acacia. Southern sun in winter, the shadow of Acacia cast on the beach, mottled shadows swaying on the beach, the Acacia shaman beach. Acacia tree I have been under, the Acacia stored in my heart, brought to the sea. Acacia has been like waves gently one after another, endless. The encounter between people is unpredictable. Buddha said five hundred times looking back, only for this life pass. How many times have we reviewed our past lives! Many people know ten years, twenty years, or even long ago, but