At the end of the breakup, there is a tear hidden, accompanied by sorrow, saying goodbye, just a refusal, life has a dream, and there is a helplessness. The heart of concern hides too much sadness, and life seems to be unforgettable, unwilling, unwilling, and difficult to reach the end of life. The fiction of love is just a luxury, hiding the gentle end, hiding the tears of longing, the narration of no reason, and the guessing of life.

One says to go, a dream can not stay, the redemption of the wind, the cherishing of people, is just a style of life, a few words of love, a few goodbyes in life, there is a kind of believing, there is also a kind of fate. Love is drunk, people are scattered, dreams are awakened, who gave faces, who gave goodbye, the rejection of life is a luxury, but also a kind of unfatal stay.

In a hasty life, there is a dream, and there is also a disappointment, life says 10 million, and life wakes up the last later, a person is haggard. Dance steps alone, wake up to the future of life, you are the only one, wait for the only, think about the only, fate is not a word, there is no goodbye to the strange wonder of life, the story begins, life wipes away tears, only the tenderness that hides in the eyes, can not say the indifference of life again.

Enjoying one's sorrow, indulging in the last of everything, love gone, waking up from dreams, a lost future, is just a time that can never be seen again. There is a kind of stay, called life, there is a kind of dream, called infatuated love, the dream of looking back, the unspeakable, goodbye, etc., there is no chance to tell, just a goodbye lyrics, just a reunion without a reason.

The tears are broken, the dream is awake, the love I look back on, a sentence is separated, a person walks, a person is haggard, loving someone is so embarrassed, waiting for someone, so no fate. Gardenias bloom, wipe away tears, wind and rain, just one person bears life does not matter. Love is broken, wipe away tears, after the wind and rain, it is just a narrative without a fate, and a trip in this life without a fate.

The loneliness of the stamen, the inner telling, the love of life, the hope of the future, there is always sustenance in life, and there is too much crying to say a kind of loneliness. The couples on the road have a kind of eyes, lost themselves, lonely hearts, hiding love, stories of losing life, love songs on Valentine's Day, dreams of love, the vast sea of people, and a persistence, hiding ruthless care, hiding the tears of life.

Missing is a kind of persistence, life is a kind of crying love, Valentine's Day is alone, love tears are bitter alone. What is the future, what is love, happiness is not the last thing to see, gardenias bloom, the wind and the moon are ruthless, and the tears in the hands are lost. Say lovesickness, ask lovesickness, lovesickness is a song that no one knows, and the life that you understand is a kind of withering and a withering mood, love is gone, and people are scattered.

Wake up from a dream very much, a person by the West Lake is in a daze, the years are gone, life is embarrassed, a few words of love, and a few mistakes in life. One walks away, the other is helpless, hiding too much loneliness, hiding the trust of life, love is broken, life is intoxicated, and there is a dialogue, I can't tell the heroism of life. The story begins with the loss of life, the final loneliness of life begins, and love begins to fall apart.

The love at the end, the heart is broken, the dream is awake, the life of the payment has changed, and the tears of life hide too much indifference. Whether love is to love the wrong person, or to miss the mood of life, there is a kind of luxury, there is also a kind of withering, giving is a change, but also a kind of life bearing. A person's solo dance, I can't see the dialogue of life clearly, love is separated, hearts are separated, and the last person confesses.

Scars are everywhere, life is lost, regret is at the beginning, hatred is at the beginning, the heart is gone, love is gone, the dream is broken, and the end of the story of life is just a song that is difficult to look at. At first it was a grace, and then it was a smile, how romantic life is, how sad it is in my heart, it hides worries, and hides the end of life. Love roses, the withering of thoughts, life begins to be lost, and misses begin to cry.

The clear picture, the forgotten thoughts, and a helpless self, my heart is filled with too much sadness, saying that I give up, and I can't say the attention of life. People are not young, the night is broken, the wind and the moon talk, the cutting of the youth, just a fireworks, the young people who missed, the confusion of love, and asked themselves infatuatedly, only to know that the world is so big, life is so bitter, just say go.

Freedom is the shackles of love, linger with thoughts, tell with crying, there is a kind of life and a dream. The rainbow of the wind and the moon, the dawn of the evening, the last dusk of the cropping, a cry, crying the last summer. How can I forget you and think of yourself, it's just an unspeakable past. There are abandonments in life, lonely thoughts, frequent love, and a person's news, which has since disappeared.

The person who has loved, the heart that misses, bears the last loneliness, life, loves someone, waits for someone, misses someone, there is a kind of helplessness, there is also a kind of persistence, there is a kind of loneliness in life, there is a sad world, and there is a helplessness in life. Love is gone, the dream is awake, the tears are gone, the pay has changed, the life on the road is always disturbed by the last encounter of love, the road to goodbye, and the person who can't see again.

There is a sadness in my heart, there is too much space hidden, love is divided, love is broken, my thoughts are still nostalgic, people are on the edge of the wound, and I have no fate. The haggard of love, the tears of people, a little bit of missing, the appearance of love, the world of life can not be said, I waited for a minute, I thought about it for a year, the thoughts of love, the romance of life, whose world, for whom to cut the last bond.

Keep the thoughts of the year, there is a kind of sadness in life, two kinds of crying, when I think of the last picture, you are the only thought, you are the last thought, love is divided, life is scattered, the heart is too tired, life is bitter, love is innocent, there is always an indifference, there is also a helplessness. Hiding people, hiding hearts, hiding oneself that will never be seen again, dreams on the road, cutting and finally flipping through them, just a kind of listening that will never be seen again.

The heart is so difficult, love leaves one's side, the thoughts of life have become regrets, there is too much space, and the sadness of a person is unforgettable. Love love, love is a person, etc. is a kind of suffering, dream is a kind of breakup, the last innocent, the stumbling of life, just a sentence that is hard to believe, hard to say goodbye. Love parting, hurting this life, the street of fate, hurting one's own shadow, divided into two.

Day by day, bit by bit, life has no fate, love is no fate, time misses the last rendering, life has a goodbye, it seems that I can't believe in the change of time again, tears wet the photos of life, the breeze blows through the last eyebrow bend, is nostalgia, is crazy, or it is difficult to find longing. The wind is gone, the love is gone, and when I wake up from a dream, I know that it is difficult to change.

The heart that missed, the dream that was lost, there was a perfunctory, there was also a change, who was the cut, who missed the prosperity of time, the dream was broken, the people were scattered, and there was a kind of challenge, so that the crying could not be seen again. The fate on the road, the misunderstanding of life, hides too much sorrow, hides too much withering. Along the way, I have seen the changes in my life clearly, I can't see the love eyes of life clearly, and I have hidden too many hazy tears.

The heart of nostalgia, suffering for a summer, waiting for a person is so difficult, turn around and say goodbye, miss is not forever, the embarrassment of life is a kind of vain, the cry of love, is a kind of luxury, there are perfunctory, there are changes, only to know that there is no future in life. The change of telling, the love eye of life, a goodbye, a lack of fate, and an embarrassment that hides too much crying, makes the heart powerless to return to the sky.

Linger in the inner world, let go of the dignity of love, remember the first smile, one bears the last tenderness, one accepts the first heartbreak. The story begins to change every day, life begins to change every day, there is a tear, and there is an innocent missing, hiding all kinds of charms, hiding the helpless world of the past, life, you are the only one, you are the only one, you are the life of never see you again, the flowers bloom and fall, and the sadness is still the same.

The doppelganger of love, hurts a person's true heart, the fate of life, misses the most beautiful painting, the world in the dream, bears alone, the lonely mood, a person remembers, the fragile soul, the love is too deep, and the seriousness of waiting, it is difficult to part in the dream, it is just a fragility of life, love is broken, the kite misses the most beautiful fate, forget it, just crying tears are talking.

Wait a minute, think for a minute, cry for a minute, and four years of indifference, ten years of loneliness, hiding the helplessness in my heart, hiding the loneliness of life. How good life is, how far away is missing, just a close distance, a fate, a regretful breakup, the original fate, just an end, love has not looked back, there is no reunion in the street, there is a dream, called the look back of missing, the tears of love.

Time has been cut, the last tenderness, life has changed the original dream, and there is a style, hidden in the inner world, which is a kind of coldness and a sad expectation. Quietly waiting, waiting for a lifetime, asking for a lifetime, thinking about a lifetime, only to know that I am so simple, the person I miss is gone, my heart is hurt, lonely love, indifferent tears, a love eye, a fate, and a nowhere to escape.

One person's world, one person's helplessness, the brightness of the night, one person's injury, cut the helpless ending, and left crying vexatious. The lonely street corner hides too much helplessness, the loneliness of life, too many grievances, a gust of wind, a period of coldness, and a fateless story. Life is a dream, love is a tear, and the tears that pass by the eyes of love are just a white song that can't be sung with your heart.

I like you, one waits, one tells, and there is an indifference in life, it is missing, it is the youth, and it is also helpless, the goodbye of life is swept away, and the goodbye that remembers life is never seen again, just a stay, an irretrievable one, love is scattered, and popularity is scattered. The inner world hides love helplessness, helpless life, hides all fate, hides what happens, just a glass of love wine, a longing fate.

The sweetness in the heart, the embarrassment of love, is always haggard alone, a person's world, a person's sunshine, shining on the last scenery. Love is a kind of listening, scenery is a pattern, the last dream, the solo dance of tailoring life, there is a kind of touching, there is also a kind of lovesickness, there is no goodbye in life, and there is a kind of world. The isolated world hides a love, hides a true feeling, a toast of life, just for a tear of missing.

The life of escaping is always powerless, the aftertaste of love, remembering the goodbye at the beginning, life seems to be unable to meet again, and the thoughts seem to be unable to change from now on, telling yourself that you miss you, thinking about yourself is bitter, and waiting hurts a heart. The sunshine of love hides too much crying, and there are always some helpless sentences, from the depths of the heart, saying a possible belief, a kind of waiting, called the end of the world.

Floating into the play, love is a mystery, love someone, wait for a world, think of a landscape, wait for a goodbye heart not to cry, it's too late. Give up the thoughts in your heart, what else can be worth staying, what is worth keeping, the scenery is ruined, but there is no goodbye to love, there is no chance in life, just looking back on the original agreement, hiding sadness, or dancing alone, waiting alone.

There is a bleakness in life, hesitating about their sorrows, the world begins to change, life begins to change, every belief is the freedom of life, every goodbye, is the mess of life, this life is not easy, the afterlife is just for a stay, the wind and snow, the heart leaves, there are no clouds, there is no original turn, just two tears, a thought.

There is a kind of touching, there is also a past, missed love, a sentence back, there are a lot of confessions hidden in my heart, love has become a flower blooming and falling, just a kind of sadness, a kind of withering, a dream of doppelganger, a missed fate, a missed world, a withered life, a hidden world. Love is separated, dreams are awakened, lovelorn is lost, goodbye, never seen again, the thoughts of coming back are just two tears, and a dream wakes up ten.

A touch of sadness, hiding the tears of a kite, the indifference of life, and a kind of boredom, life is always haggard, and there are a hundred turns. The heartbreak of love, the exhaustion of life, the coldness of dreams, the change of the month, there is a kind of regret, there is also a kind of goodbye, just a kind of haggardness, helpless about the rights and wrongs of the future. I understand, I understand, the beauty of goodbye, the tears of love.

The heartbreak of letting go, hiding the helpless dream, the desire of life, there will be too much defense, and there are too many indifference, it is the heart of love, the eye of the dream, or the stamen of the kite, but the regret of no reason, hiding too many tears. Loving someone is a kind of haggardness, waiting for a person is a kind of humility, for whom to wait, for whom to laugh, the last one does not understand, just a life that passes by, the last fate, just the regret of life.

There is a sentence in my heart, there is a wait, there is a desolation, a indifference, there is too much sadness, too much hesitation, for whom, for whom, just an encirclement, a heartbreak, cold tears in the heart. It's like crying to the sea once, saying the reason for breaking up, so that you don't want to be the former lover for the rest of your life, and you won't see the former love for the rest of your life.

The phone rings the headset of life, and there is a kind of elegance, missing the years of life, the world in the dream, is a kind of old age, but also a kind of missed for no reason. False love, haggard heart, cold your own world, only to know that life is not fateful, love you or not, wait for you not to go home, miss fate is sad. Listening to a person's world, aging one's own face, growing old one's own crying, and finally just a person's confession.

I don't want to cry, I don't want to cry, I don't want to tell the sadness of life, but my heart is talking, love is waiting, the dream is gone, and waking up is just a kind of regret. There is a kind of pessimism on the road, there is a kind of haggard life, and there is a kind of beauty, called the falsehood of longing, the cold wind blows away the last dream, leaving the missing love eyes, wiping away the tears, just a cold, a flawless, the heart is divided into two, one for waiting, one for dreams.

The old heart, hiding you, netting me, the breeze passes, the autumn leaves fall, time locks away the tears in the heart, the love in the dream. A teardrop, see clearly, can't understand, is it the mess of the heart, or the breakup of the dream, there is always a loneliness, there is also a helplessness, hiding the goodbye of life, hiding the sadness of no reason, life, love, you are the loneliness of life, life, you are the only miss without fate.

There are too many dreams hidden in my heart, too many disguises are waiting in life, just a sentence of no fate, a word of goodbye, too much indifference, too much love. The only scenery, the change of time, there is a desolation in life, there is a kind of loneliness in life, fate is fate, fate is deep and shallow, life is fateful, miss the last goodbye, life has hope, longing is embarrassing, love also has the sadness of goodbye.

The lonely atrium, hiding the embarrassment of life, the lack of longing, is just a world of staying, and the ups and downs of the waves have changed the desolation of the heart. Love is divided, love is scattered, dreams are broken, you are gone, it is a luxury, and it is also a change that will never be seen again. There is a scenery on the road, there is a change in life, and there is a missed thought, hidden very deeply, hidden seriously, time let the smile forget me.

The longing for life hides too many tears, the loneliness of life, hides a lot of sadness, there is a desolation, there is also a hesitation, it is longing, it is rippling, it is too much withering, it doesn't matter too much, love, you are so beautiful, life, you are staying alone. A person's autumn, a person's world, silent too much of a stay, silent remembered fallen leaves drifting by.

Who, who changed the goodbye of life, who said goodbye to the fate of life, a person, waiting for not much, thinking about not much, but life is not free and easy. The lonely heart, hiding the song of helplessness, the fragility of missing, life is cold, the promise of the past is no longer seen, the fate of life begins to wander, my thoughts are just a luxury, and the original change has become a continuation of the fate.