Chapter 1113 Chapter 669: Reality tells you that if you don't work hard, you will be trampled to death by life
Missing is a kind of sadness, but also an illusion, how much loneliness, hiding the blessings of life, how much moving, hiding a person's sadness, how much goodbye, hiding a person's hesitation.
The seriousness of parting, the fault of infatuation, the return of loneliness, how much truth, hidden ruthlessness, how many memories, hidden confession, love is a stranger, but also a kind of longing, how much sadness is true, how much is lost to understand.
Love is a kind of extravagant withering, but also a distraction illusion, waiting for a heart, haggard a dream, sad so humble, missing so cherished, how much difference, cherish a person's understanding.
Love is a dream, waiting is a kind of watch, loneliness is a kind of heart, but also a mood, the future is wrong, the mood of missing, the last helplessness of burning, just the luxury of missing, the compassion of being alone.
The withered heart, the only one that wipes away the sea of people, how many blessings, the touched heart, the compassion of a withered person, the love of goodbye, the only illusion, how much happiness, love helplessness, thoughts are hurt, and a person's scenery is tormented.
Loving a person, heart-rending sadness, looking back on life, how much to cherish, how many illusions, waiting for a person, believing a mistake, the dream is scattered, the person understands, and he loses.
Love is a kind of pity, tears are a kind of cherishment, how much to give, to feel a person's wandering, withering a person's cherishment, is the regret of love, but also the ups and downs of life.
The heart that understands, too late to speak, the love that reads, the time to ask, how many mistakes, the loss of a person's truth, the hiding of a person's dreams, the blessings of the afterlife, the moving heart, and the torment of a person's scenery.
Tears of sincerity, helpless love, hurt to read, the only mistake, the prosperity of missing, a dream, the love of a lifetime, the breakup of reading, the withered heart, the brush of the afterlife, the tenderness of missing you, the breakup I understand.
The lonely heart, erasing the truth of a lifetime, how much helplessness, how much disappointment, just the appearance of longing, a person's injury, a person's persistence, and the illusion of looking up to a lifetime.
Love is a persistent dream, the love of breaking up, the unattainable longing, the indifference of goodbye, the hurt of reading, the only fault, missing your mood, sad my love, is a kind of patience that cannot be seen.
The indifferent heart hides too much sunshine, lost feelings, hides too much disappointment, how much to understand, how much to cherish, misses a person's love, withers a person's heart, love is gone, and thoughts are scattered.
The only truth, the only mistake, miss your thoughts, wither my love words, helpless or a season, sadness or a spring and autumn, how much understand, can't express, how much loneliness, no words to tell.
Later, a person bears, a person is helpless, a lonely heart, delays a person's fault, is busy and scatters, reads a person's mind, is alone in the scenery, and goodbye to a person's withering.
Happiness and enmity, how many fates, indifference to each other, how many mistakes, missed a lifetime of love, indifferent love, withered thoughts, goodbye fate, just the loneliness of life, the lack of care, sad a person's haggardness. 、
Tears of sincerity, love without cause, understanding of giving, how much to live up to, how many illusions, waiting for a person's truth, missing a person's love, not having a chance to live up to the truth, hiding too many grievances, hiding a person's hurt.
The only one, the persistent heart, how much understands, how much wrong, lonely heartbreaking, sad tears, love is a kind of outlet, but also a kind of sad street, how many roads, how much love, just a write-off of the painting for the prison.
The rivers and lakes gamble for the rest of their lives, ask about the next life, how many fates, but the pen is the tip of the sword, the ink is like tears, too many love words, too many lonely thoughts, just the blessing of life, the ferry of moving, and the sadness of a person's mood.
The only mistake, the only thought, the withered brush, always unable to express, looking back on the ups and downs of life, reading a person's understanding, love is a luxury, but also the last kind of disappointment.
There is too much affection hidden in the eyes, too many words hidden in the heart, helpless excuses, helpless giving, how much listening, how much prosperity, just a person's thoughts, just a person's illusion.
Watch the good period, lovesickness for three points, how many tears, no chance to continue writing, how much helplessness, read a hurt, how much understand, just the watch of missing, a love, hiding too many dreams, a fate, hiding a loneliness of missing.
The heart of true love, helpless to read, how much to understand, how much to cherish, a cold, a love, the only one that hides the thoughts, the loneliness that hides the hurt, how much love, hides the fate, hides the only fault.
Loneliness, is hurt, is humble, is the fault of longing, how much fate, indifferent to each other, how much, etc., the hurt and scenery of a haggard life, love is a kind of fault, but also a kind of helpless prosperity.
Looking at people with affection, the past life is a kind of injury, this life is a kind of helplessness, how much to live up to, miss you, how much to read, helpless to embrace your own sadness, looking back on the understanding of life, just the illusion of missing.