When there is no dream, the teardrops have thoughts to depict the beautiful journey, is it the light of love, or is it really sad, the questions and answers in the heart are not perceived in the cape of the sky, when the words knock on the door, when the thoughts burn out the floor of love, there are still many tears to ask and answer the route of lovesickness, and the journey of the heart is not wrong, the current words are not opposed, and there is a persistent picture. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Love tears, lovesickness, a little fragile traces, a blurred mood, is a sense of separation, is another love, feeling in the heart of tears, love in the lovesickness carving, the direction of the trace to find the companionship of the end of the world, the cape of the sky cycle fragrant reminiscence, the road of dreams has roots on the road of the night, the depth of the edge is true under the love of knowledge, and the destined don't have a share in the heart.

Warm tears, cool heart song, a glass of candlelight dyeing the heart, thoughts are thousands of pulls, love floor dreams, geometry has drunk geometric dreams, when Fengyue walks in, the sad and fragile heart has been portrayed, the falling tears are the hurt pay, the falling love is the accumulation of lovesickness, when Hua disappeared in the red dust of the youth, what can be listened to is reminiscence.

The deep forest of love, there is a charming fragrance, there is a waiting heart, accumulating acacia around the words of the past, counting the thoughts of the heart to cry, tears are really used, the heart is really expression, clear pay, clear picture, how many tears can not be exchanged for the continued interpretation of lovesickness.

The ruthless teardrops lock the strings of the heart, the simple wind blows up the song of longing, walking in the confused position, watching the snow but feeling that the years have been lost, looking at the scenery feels that the heart has changed, how the lost thoughts change the sadness in the heart, and how the changed lovesickness walks in the corner of no fate and destined.

But hearing the bitterness of the heart, how to look at the tears before the moon, the nostalgic heart burns in the desolate city, there is a blurred chain mail, there is a sweet dream that belongs to the heart, when the tears and rain are answered, when the lovesickness is folded, what youth can deduce the past pay, and what farewell can answer the scars of the heart.

No one is cold at night, talking about music is not the same scene, Xiao Xiao talks about the separation order, and there is no chance of being close to the end of the world. Last night's thoughts burned in today's heart, when the painting of teardrops spread to the cape in front of me, but there was no word to say goodbye to yesterday's parting, it was sad and destined to be silent in the corner of fate, and the music could not drink the current lovesickness.

Nanqiao January, a string of sadness, Lang Lang's heart song dyed red dust, in the corner of the sky has twenty-four seductive perception, there is a part of their own parting, leaving outside the heart, don't hurt in the heart, the bright sunshine opens the heart, but can not wash away the desolation in the heart, walking in the warm city but has not been able to find the beauty of the heart.

The long acacia walked in front of the words of the teardrops, the goodbye encounter was no goodbye, the traces of the heart were not healed, it was on the outside, and engraved in the heart, the day of the burning night had a scene of talking, waiting for a persistent answer in the dream, and the love farewell had the memory of the heart in the direction but there was no warmth in the direction.

Can welcome a cup of snow, without leaving a tear, because acquaintance portrays too much perception, there is a bright taste burning in the position of the heart, circulating their thoughts, when the red dust is walking, the heart is beating, the route of the question and answer has been drifting, when the thoughts are quietly changing, and my heart has been tactfully turning in the other route.

Acacia can't beat the ancients, tears can't look at neighbors, thoughts move, look at each other, engraved in the heart, burning in tears, the sunset is draped in the sunshine you give to walk beside me, but I can't turn back to answer the words, because I don't know if you can hear, maybe, maybe, when maybe not there, then there will be no waiting, and what Wanjing is used to portray companionship.

The moon string has a drunken robe and autumn, the beautiful song stops and roars, the red dust is full of clear air, the wind will climb the jade panyun, the spring is going to Keming, the paint is clear and Cuihua has no shadow at night, the remnant wrist is quiet and the night is separated, one end of the person is not awake, the words are when the autumn is described, the intoxicating geometric pattern, when the words are approaching, when the thoughts spread, the change of autumn in the corner of the red dust, unloading the splendor of the East, picking up the beautiful brilliance.

The song is in the heart, the lovesickness is tightly carved, the teardrops are burned, the thoughts are changed, some are really lost in the feeling, some are not true in front of the tears, the question is missing, the answer is the tears, the water does not change when the water is gone, the years have not been recognized, the red dust has been thought for 20 years, the moment into the heart tears like rain, lovesickness like the moon and tears like stars, and the autumn mood has turned.

Seven-foot rainbow fragrance line, with bright love folded in the company of the sun, when the morning in the vertical and horizontal line of time, the embankment of the years began to compose a true story, things are really feeling, love is the edge of tears, there is really destined, when the mood of the tactful portrayal in the long world, the heart no longer has the truth, the feeling no longer has tears.

The song of heaven is in the sky, the dance dream is lovesick, the sea is moving, the two look at the autumn building to recognize the sense, the geometry to visit the mortal dust, the infatuation hall, the section of the detachment, the portrayal of the heart, carve out the sadness of a few people to ask, draw the sadness of who to change, can't ask the young red dust, can't change the heart.

A prosperous life, a thought and a lovesickness, the dislocation time has minutes and seconds, the monotonous red dust has a true feeling, a true love, a different perception, a line and a trace, it is a painting of the description, but there is a real heart in the company, a mistake and a fragrance, a love and a generosity, a question and a geometry, the perception of tears in the true love, a sense of complaint, but there is a parting gift.

There are deep tears, send a farewell to the thoughts, ask, draw an indifferent love engraved in the heart of the drunken, ask for love, walk on the embankment of the years and shake the lovesick pendant to walk in the ancient city of the end of the world, there is a bleak and beautiful story, the scene of the hometown is painted with heart, and the hometown is depicted with love.

When the autumn rhyme of the wind morning carries the tactfulness of the mood, depicted in the beautiful years, the wind of time walks in the heart, the confusion of love is painted in the scene, the walk is not in the tears, the lovesickness of the painting is weightless, do not ask, do not know the geometry of warmth, do not look, do not understand the sky will be clear, the heart is bottomless, the mind is not high, and the fragrant world cycle is in the persistence of Nahe.

The wind is high and tears down 3,000 feet, the night turns acacia Wanzhang Building, the ring is engraved in the heart, burned in the dream, the fragrance is intoxicating, walking on the road of love, slowly entering the wind rhyme has the brightness of talent, there is a fragile and beautiful cycle, walking in the minute, but with the heart, the lovesickness with the heart tears forever true, look at the separation, fall lovesickness, there is emotion and there is a cool dream.

Thinking of lovesickness and true love, weeping and looking at each other and thinking deeply, sad love burns in the corner of the red dust, and there is a promontory fate written with the destination of the end of the world.

There is the most beautiful charm of youth floating in the clouds, there is truth, perceiving the fate in love, there is false, asking questions and answers the destining of tears, it is really attentive, how to feel how to have a temperature around you, and experience the time that can know the past and the present in the heart field, look at the heart, see the confession that you can't see the traces, look at the scene, tell the memories of the two looks, and the geometry and autumn under the broken intestines.

Ten years of winter flying farewell to the acacia building stained with red dust in the sky, is the rainbow line of the confession or the outpouring of thoughts, when all the condolences walk in the heart, looking at the charming dark fragrance how much fragrance can not compose a real song, and love, is not there, when the memory is still there, the expression of lovesickness, but it is a lie of tears to cover up the scars in the heart.