Rejected a name called pursuit, gave up a waiting street, took a tearful wound on his back, promised a destined, said goodbye to a letter in the afterlife, the moonlight escorted the wound's appointment, the four seasons accompanied by the haggard of the sky, the traces of the change of the heart, the taste of tears in the wind and moon, the emotion of missing the jumping game, the words and tears became the greetings of the dawn, the deeds sent blood to create an unforgettable ferry, and the song of parting was written in the dream. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Who sheds tears for the heart, slides down too many wounds, traces say goodbye, the unspeakable in the heart but can't get rid of the tears of confession, the stopped face has been abandoning the arrival of tears, the ending in the heart, the difficulty of reaching outside the mind, it is too difficult to meet, it is too easy to meet and part, the tears have flowed through the wounded drunk, and the traces of missing and dreaming have also been crossed, such a time makes the waiting heart continue to walk in the promise of tears, written simply, and the complaint is not understood.

Listening to the lyrics of tears, singing the flowers of lovesickness, the beautiful warmth can not warm the heart, the end of the thought has no clear words, the dawn of the words of the wind and the moon tossing and turning, the dawn of the promise, the thoughts are still drifting, the tears are accompanied by the result of making mistakes, the heartbeat has not been heard, the thoughts have been falling ink, the heart is condensed and fragile, the tears are lost, in exchange for waiting, the flowers that have been wrong, so it is the sustenance of tears.

Draw a faceless farewell, let the photos in my heart commemorate the thoughts of tears, the promised gift is not the diamond of the oath, the remnant dream of Fengyue still reads the fate of farewell, let the destined tears go to the traces in the heart to make up for the confession of the words, the depicted waiting, the scene of the painting is not as beautiful as it once was, but it shows the splendor of the dream, the departure of the attachment to the thought, but can not rise the expression of the past, farewell to a lot of tears, but can not send off the words in front of me again.

The eyes have lagged behind under the persistent flowers, tied to the shackles under the moon, can not meet the happiness in the heart, the warm thoughts dance the whirlpool of sadness, a word reading, and then a dream, every time you go thousands of miles away, the result of attachment, the fragility under the flowers, the heartbeat of loneliness, listening to the tears of love, what kind of touching, the happiness of words, saying that you have lost too much, tears have crossed, the whirlpool of sadness is still so fragile, waiting to eliminate the face, thin the heart marks, cut the agreement of continuous lovesickness weaving.

endured to say that they met, but they shed tears at the specified time, the exhaustion of breaking their hearts, and the powerlessness of nostalgia at the moment. The cold of the thoughts in my heart condenses the sad ending, the warm breath, it is difficult to find my own North Pole, listening to love and giving up, walking in the weaving of crying, the pervasive doom, it is the oath to throw away, the heart of reading, but I can't go to the farewell of the heart, tears are so simple, but yearning is so difficult.

Heart-rending waiting, warm street entrance, looking at familiar notes, writing down the happiness of tears, waiting drunk, missing the floating mirror, who deceived the lovesickness, swept away the contradictions of the heart, the once that could not be burned, the encounter that could not be opened, such a mood, who paid too much for the teardrops described, the happiness of rhetoric, could not deceive this already wounded heart, recorded the scenery of the past, and could not describe the residual dream of the play.

You say that tears will flow, I say that the heart will hurt, fate will disperse, destined to gather, the rain in the world will fall, the people in front of you will be difficult to see again, close the dawn of the wind and the moon, but will accept the evening that belongs to the time, the heart is tired, the reading is thin, the color of reading is light, the dusty sunset has left the ocean in the heart, write a teardrop of the red dust, the sincerity of the affection, the description of the smoke and rain, the wandering in the heart, there is no end of the world, has always relied on the fearless choice.

The midnight of the eternal farewell rolls away the meeting of longing, the fate of lovesickness is written behind the remnant dream, what kind of end has the mountain alliance and sea vow, what kind of destined to have never abandoned, clenching the hug of the past, unable to cover the traces in the heart, accommodating the dancing tears and ink, destined to write the bloody waiting, but the lamp of longing can not illuminate the spark in the heart, tormenting the breakup without fate, but it is impossible to burn this incomprehensible result with the remnant dream.

When I dream, I think of the promise, but when I wait, I am silent, tears are reluctant, lovesickness can not reach, a heart lives, I can't lock the wandering of thoughts, the quiet agreement carries the sad love debt, Hongchen's mortal heart falls into an undestined endgame for each other, ask the dream, Xu Hongchen asked a few people after tears, ask the fate, Xu Thoughts thousands of times can reach the side of the missing, a cup of irrigation, a thousand points of sadness, the feelings of the face can not sweep away the residual dream of tears.

Looking at the past cycle, looking for the past encounter, the promised oath has gone without a trace, looking at the tears in front of you, reading the dream in your heart, the haggard in the wind, the experience in the rain, who is stupidly walking into the heart waiting for sadness, the heart is in love with regret, the dream is waiting for the tears in the love, washing out the language of thought, wiping away the fragility of the traces, still waiting for the miracle in the heart, the dream tears with the sadness, and the words go without the continuation of the dream.

Holding the world of the past, let the indifference of longing begin to hold hands with strangers, piecing together the dream of wounds, but let time wipe away the teardrops and hover on the edge of the traces, looking at the love song that can't happen, the city of yearning is getting farther and farther, praying for the omen of engulfing, but it can't resist the embrace of the years, the pace of drunkenness, but there is no beauty of the past, but it can only let the past change the eternity in the heart, and the parting that cannot be repeated quietly enters the covenant of tears.

Tears wash the red dust and the heart is not old, waiting for the end of the thought, but there is no sunny evening, tears are the best period, looking forward to the waiting of the starry sky, the emotion that surrounds the heart, the candlelight wipes away the edification of prayer, across the moving waiting, the phone call of the drama has no starting point, the love is sublimated yesterday, the future medicine leads to wipe away today's tears, and the scars on the face quit the confession of the vows and promises.

Can't avoid the forbidden place of harassment, the breath of madness abandons the tears of this world, retains the weaving of mad love, the simple goodbye can't see the eternity in the heart, the subtle pride can't be late to turn back, the heart is moved but pays all the unimportant, the thoughts are accompanied by the coquettishness in the heart, the patience to play bad flipping, the eyes of failure have never left, the silent can't get off the stage, and sometimes I have looked forward to the insignificant arrival.

The tenderness of the tears is destroyed by longing, pretending to practice the once familiar dialogue, the dependence of confession is replaced by time, the lights that have been waiting for a lifetime have been sleepless in the sadness of dawn and evening, signing the pact of heartbeat, dream reunion, heart-warming concern has become the listener of this world's recitation, one world, two or so, the moon describes the promise of the ring, unable to open the envelope of the heart one by one.

Fate gave me the tears of falling leaves in autumn, my heart is old after the winter snow, and my thoughts have been sealed, touching my conscience, the persistence of hope has been floating with blessings without fate, drink a cup of lovesickness, drink a tear of heart, remember teardrops on lovesickness, dream like that, boil like that, make a bowl of heart, read a spoon, hook a dream period, and then tears take away the float, a concern, a lifetime of fantasy, the chest of love words, can not accompany you.