Youth is gone, the heart is a lifetime of love, the country is like a picturesque dream, the heart is difficult to meet, from then on the end of the world look at each other, farewell to a moment from time to time dream, difficult to think about in front of you, face to go to the heart, wandering on both sides of the embankment, longing for the hopeless autumn, seizing the soul heart with the wind ------------ inscription

Reasonably adjust the ever-changing shape, slowly arrange the disturbances of deeds, point up the minutes of the years, adjust all the sources and tails, slowly sort out their own mentality, divide all the time and the subtleties of deeds into the road, and think about the pace of progress is a smile. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although I am still young, but time has been getting old, as the years run I will slowly lose my face, just waiting for the merciless bell to ring, take my breath, take away my lifeblood, let me walk into the loess. Although all deeds will go away with the wind, the thousands of landscapes that have been walked will never change.

Such deeds, such things, learn bit by bit, slowly think and talk about the pain and joy in your heart, but so what. I still feel sad about smiling, because I am happy on the surface, but the pain in my heart collides again.

What is being said, what is being said, what is being seen, what is being seen is the state of mind, and what is said is true, because it is said with the heart, even if it is a false thing, then you also need to understand the reason for it, and change your judgment into a good intention, because there are few true and false words, and even if you say it with your heart, don't blame it, because if you don't say it, you don't do it.

What you get is good, what you don't get is rare. Spring and autumn have passed, deeds are drifting, the heart is still shaking with the shadow, the voice of the heart is starting, and the memory is beckoning.

Youth is a beautiful and colorful wine, and when you taste it, you must inject your own hearts and teardrops, so that you can feel the diversity of youth, let yourself stack the pace of youth, accumulate the future journey, and let yourself go, instead of laying the wrong bridge for yourself, building the wrong line, and making it difficult for yourself to locate in the next stage.

Youth can pass, but memories are kept forever, there is bitterness hidden in the heart, tears are tears, bitterness has a charm, because it allows you to exercise your mind, tears are expressed, because it allows you to begin to change.

Although youth is short, but the dream is great, let me start on the road of youth, and have my own understanding and judgment. began to pave the way for himself to write the scene, to create the future, so that he has a good foundation in the future, so that he has a memoir for the future.

Youth should not be forgotten, because it has the capital of the future, because it has the current achievements, because it has cast a lot of deeds and warmth, because it has written its own voice, because it has a lot of thoughts, let itself begin to sprout, let itself begin to have beautiful fantasies.

Youth is splendid, can accumulate themselves, but also can create others, this is a season of ignorance and let yourself let go of a lot of baggage, let yourself discard a lot of words, let yourself lose a lot of pay, and write a glorious future for yourself.

Youth is a gift from God, and it is also the first blessing that parents give to their children, out of the beginning of mortal life, let themselves live at a young age, but with innocent companionship and distant songs, it is beautiful for themselves, and it is also the beginning of help for society.

Youth is cumulative, youth is set sail, youth has changes, youth has recitation, write down other people's blessings with their own hearts, send others warm reverie with their own happiness, bring their own words and deeds, give others their own journey, and take their own uniqueness to pay for others a start that belongs to others.

The hobby of youth, beautiful delicacies, taste a lot and feel tasteless, and in this life you can reminisce about a period of your own youth, driving a lifetime of recitation.

Youth all the way, one step of the years, singing and singing into the ears, thoughts into the heart, tears and rain paving people, there is a beautiful harvest but can not be superimposed again, there is an ignorant innocence but can not be forgotten, there is a colorful smile but it is difficult to take it back, there is a period of waiting for dreams but can not be cycled, there are lost years but can not sing.

Youth is the myth around you, the years are the ballad of youth, and the myth of youth is hidden in your heart. His own heart still radiates a thousand rays.

Youth is a line, isolating the vertical and horizontal list of the scenery, allowing yourself to have a position, allowing yourself to have a cycle of sound, allowing yourself to start a gorgeous heart, and letting yourself walk around a beautiful scene.

A dream of youth, tears and rain are sent, recognition is sent, informants are sent, words are sent, comfort is not sent, time is sent, but beauty is not received, love is sent, but sincerity is not received, confession is sent, but understanding is not sent, blessings are sent, health is not sent, virtues are sent, but harvest is not sent.

Youth is so beautiful, the heart is so ignorant, and deliberately left warm memories, but it is hard to imagine that the road in the future will not be on such a road again. This is wonderful, but also helpless, that is the most beautiful gesture in the heart, so that the love and love of this world are accompanied by the era.

The song of youth, the dream of youth, a line of joy, never come, looking at other people's journeys, thinking about their past, cheering for the past, and talking for the present.

Mandarin ducks look at each other at the end of the world, the cape of youth overlaps their hearts, misses a hundred shadows, and has no regrets and worries. The boat is youth, and the heart is water, and one's own thoughts swing the ship's sailing.

When I was young, there were some things that I knew but it was difficult to say, and I didn't understand until a long time later, sometimes I didn't need to say more, and now I should be prepared to face it, so that I don't miss it anymore, and I won't be lost.

Youth has ignorance, and only later did I understand that what I know is gone, everything is empty, there is a dream in one step, the emptiness is so easy to get, but the dream has to go so many ways to obtain, and my current time is in a trance for a moment, because my heart still retains the taste of youth.

The voice of youth has a fragile fairy tale, but it can get an unforgettable shadow, make it difficult for you to lose your life, let yourself always pay attention to the lonely monotony step by step, so that you can't give up the sad tune.

Youth is a sub-painting, from then on the two cliffs, and the other side of the painting can not send the current self, and the painting can not describe the pace of the past, because it is their own way, once had a heart but unintentional, now intentional but lost heart. The mind of the present follows the mind of the past, but the mind of the past cannot follow the mind of the present.

The warmth of youth can not warm the heart of the future, and the heart of this moment can not make up for the mistakes of youth, once time has passed, now tears have floated, and I don't know when my wounded heart can come.