There is sadness in the heart, and the words are sad
The fragile heart crosses the beautiful picture, an intoxicating and incomplete intention to make up for the innocence that does not belong to him, perceiving the changeable lovesickness, how hurtful the weakness of a layout and tears, and what falls is the tactful portrayal of lovesickness, depicting the heart that is difficult to recall, walking under the vicissitudes of time, a knowable, and the rare scenery is always drifting into a dream. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The ethereal Qiankun, walking in the traces of the appointment, writing sadness, throwing out the lovesickness, but it is the eternity of tears in exchange for the yearning of this world, the time of happiness that is quietly taken away, the gift of the season that is difficult to decide, whether it is difficult to make up for the weakness of the heart, or the frequency of the road that is difficult to recall and difficult to get out of the direction, the truth that is difficult to distinguish, and a heart that belongs to tears.
Ticking the acacia that gathers and scatters, the hanging heart is waiting, the dream of knowing is in the sense, looking at the waiting time, the cold of the thought can't get out, a sad song plays the breeze of sadness, the heart has a melody, but can't find its own entry, a question will be drunk, and then wait for the tears to fall, the drunk and wait for the people not to return, the tears will not return.
Acacia is so calm, tears are so balanced, the heart is trapped by love, the traces of dreams, the simple feelings in the heart, how many scars have fallen, walking in tactful thoughts, the time paid, in exchange for the sadness of the heart, walking in the helpless season, what you get is the traces of fragility, so that the inseparable teardrops hover on the road of acacia, a lovesickness and a tear, tears wash the lovesickness of the past.
Feeling the familiar melody, the mood that is difficult to reach, the feeling on the road will be broken, the dream in the words will be forgotten, the lost lovesickness, the intermittent teardrops, the familiarity of the past, how many more roads, writing the comings and goings at this time, the strangeness of coming is so hurtful, the intermittent lyrics express not the traces in the heart, but the simple description of the frequency of the soft voice in the familiar acacia.
The expression of worry, the hurtfulness of the piercing scene, the number of lamps in the heart, it is the lovesickness of tears that gathers the meeting in the dream, and the vertical and horizontal lines of time slowly extract the warmth of thoughts, and use the yearning in the words to give the farewell of the direction, walking on the road of no fate, how drunk the heart is sad, how many teardrops to interrogate, asking about the gift of lovesickness, answering the confession.
Walking in the hopeless season, it is difficult to perceive the traces in the heart, the fragile hurt, the slow sinking, is the heart destined to write, or the passivity of reading, the sadness of walking, the crying of waiting, the excesses of innocence, or the suffering of lovesickness, a cruelty that is difficult to complete, a beauty in the heart, if there are many traces, there are many hurts.
If you want to ask, answer how deep the tears are, but the lovesickness is shallow, if it really hurts, why go out so much, what should go, what is in the heart has been staying, what should come, but the heart can not let the lovesick fate, to confess the destinedness in the heart, walking in the heart of time, how much love, how much sleepiness.
The chain mail in the heart, the separation of the swing direction, the intermittent parting, confessed the bitter memory, the shadow is still circulating, and the gathering of the residual dream is so short, but the tears have always belonged to the yearning of lovesickness, a road, the road is drunk in the heart, a beauty, beauty is in the past yearning for people, a wound, the injury is no longer met.
The frequency in my heart, playing the song of reminiscence, is it the accompaniment of the meeting, or the lyrics of the covenant, such a portrayal, how can I not cry and lovesick, is the heart scattered and still gathering, or the farewell to send off the warm heart that has always warmed the wounded heart, is the tears, always in the season of sadness, is the injury, is always so easy to rise and fall.
Love, simple and eternal, under the appointment of time, there is a beauty, it is a gift of innocence, there is a fake, it is attentive, etc., you can't wait for the appointment, the fake can't see you again, and the heart can't be realized, and the tears of lovesickness have been laid out with lies, writing the scars in the heart, describing the vows of goodbye, and pouring out the promises that have been.
The only love in the heart, simple and inseparable, although the thoughts are very warm, but can not explain the parting heart, that fragile, that once, is the gift of time, since the joy of accepting the vicissitudes of life, there is a song to meet sadness, how warm the thoughts, how deep the heartache, how far away is the lovesickness, tears always fall intimately in the season of sadness.
Nian walks in the season of sadness, tears walk in warm thoughts, although there is no appointment on the road, there are dreams in the future, the night that is waiting for is so beautiful, it is even more difficult to think that the night is exchanged for scars, but it needs the perception of dawn to accompany the past in the heart, so that the road has more covenants in the heart from now on, and the words are so hurtful.
Eternal lovesickness can't measure the tears in the heart, simple sadness can't confess the parting of the gift of time, the hurt is deep, because the heart of waiting, the dream is about to be, because of the change of commitment, walking on the road of farewell, there is still a road in the heart, how can there be a meeting in front of you, it is about to go away again, it is the remembrance of tears.
Thinking is walking, the heart is waiting, out of the farewell to welcome sadness, waiting for the heart, has been depicting the past in the heart, beating the traces of cold, confessing the promise, unable to promise the oath at this moment, is the sinking of the appointment, or the sadness of waiting for the eternal question and answer of this life, the road, the road without thoughts but with the heart, the dream, the appointment without words lovesickness.
Sad time, fragile heart, short-term lovesickness, so hurtful, counting down this goodbye confession, saying the confession in my heart, can't wait to see each other in my mind, it's really with my heart, tears are shallow hurtful, lovesickness deep through the traces in my heart, walking on the helpless road, identifying and meeting can not be a line, waiting and tears have been accompanied.
Waiting for the beauty that does not belong to the heart, the scenery accompanied by the sun, but walking in the difficult time with sad thoughts, asking the heart, lovesickness is silent, asking tears, the heart is silent, about the sound of the thought, the tears are answered in the time, the lovesickness is simple, the heart has a lot of suffering, how short the thoughts, how far the tears are.
The heart doesn't understand, the voice is returned, a dream, a short time to destroy the appointment in the heart, is it a confession of tears, or a lovesick farewell, a love so hurtful, a feeling so intermittent, gently asking, the heart is beating, reading so silently, tearful vows, who can promise to pour out in the heart.
I can't go, I don't cry, my heartbeat is to reminisce for lovesickness, wait for the traces of the warm heart of the season of farewell, open the memories in my heart, protect the thoughts of the past, with the yearning in my heart, walk in the time I once confessed, now waiting, I have been answering, I can't find the beauty that was once beautiful, and the answer is indeed a sad send-off.
The heart of waiting will be cold, the heart of the thought will also be cold, the question is silent, the answer is not musical, but also the intention is to describe, let go of all the happiness, explain the sadness in the heart, is it a naïve feedback, or wait for the eternity, how many thoughts in the heart, how many tears there are, and the lyrics of the thoughts can interpret what a sad voice.