Happiness is a kind of simplicity, love is a kind of silence, how much hope is hidden in the heart, hidden in the eyes.

One person's world, one person's gentleness, hides too much desolation, hides too many sorrys, just a goodbye, that is, one parting and two wide.

The yearning on the road, there are too many stories hidden, always like this, always like that, helplessly understand, hiding your world, hiding my loneliness.

Little by little, a believe, a hard work, the scenery is just a person's only, patience is just the beauty of life, how much truth is in the past, how much fate in this life.

Cherish each other, don't forget to look at the past, ignore the past suspicions, do your best, cherish every touch of life, and pay the most sincere feelings.

Indifferent people are always so innocent, regretful hearts, too late to speak, waiting for a truth, missing a fate, helpless each other, just understand.

How much loss in life, how much rush in the scenery, a dream, endure a lifetime, the romance of life, and missing are just invisible landscapes.

The heart of a teenager, waiting for a person's chase, believes in a person's world, so cold, so innocent.

The time of the scenery, the appearance of love, the haste of a person, the understanding of a person, so warm, so peaceful, is just a person's story.

Looking back on the past, time is a person's memory, old age is the perception of life, looking back on how much to understand, but the heart can not be together.

Loving someone, waiting for a heart, how much forgetting, how many illusions, just a cold past, scattered a story.

The pale world, helplessly understood, is the emotion of life, and the unconsciousness of the heart.

The scenery is like a shuttle, a dream in the sea, the heart is crying, people are sad, how many past events, can't erase a person's memory, just a confession of the future, a person hugs alone.

One day, you are not you, I am not me, the goodbye of the year, the current understanding, are all the harm of life, the only illusion, waiting for a belief, what is missed is far away, it is the unattainable of life.

Waiting for a mistake, missing a you, believing in a person, waiting for a right and wrong, is the love of dreams, is the fate of people, and is also invisible in the next life.

The perception of reading life is just that the heart is out of reach, the scenery still exists, so generous, but you can't see it, erase my most beautiful memories.