Talking about the pipa tear dance song, the song is in the red dust mind, I want to break the intestines, the sadness and poignancy are so touching and sad, the thoughts of each other, the people are difficult to send, the fingertips are stacked for a moment of lovesickness, soft in the desolate silk strings, the tears are endless, the dream will be, the heart of the natural Shenzhou, the tears of a few souls, the dream of breaking the wind, the song is chic in the words, and the song is in the sorrow. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Laughter and tears between the eyebrows, the voice of the song is also dyed with the soul of the song, carrying sadness, covered with poignant, so beautiful, simple feedback, the crape myrtle in the sky, whether it explains the essence of the heart, accompanied by the wonderful land lotus platform, amorous and slight, a drop of lovesickness in a dream, talking about the stars, chasing the slow rain, scattering the truth, chaos is coiled with tears, gambling haggard, dream tired, wandering the mind irretrievably.

The sound rolls the bead curtain, the thought turns to the lakeside, the heart is tied to the distant embankment, that is the fate of the next life, but it talks about the part of this life, the song full of heart, the words that briefly hurt the soul, leisurely maintain the soul of watch, the heart in the words wraps around the strings of thoughts, the tears in the thoughts hovering the scene in front of them, the heart is connected with the shadow of the affair, and the dream changes.

A word of floating life, thinking about this life, acacia accompanies the frequency of the heartbeat, tactfully portrayed, fingertip years, a scene of dreaming again, looking at the shadow of the shadow into the air, the years are high, the warmth is full, a drop of thought, the promise is full, the love is not haggard, the thought is not melancholy, the next life still chooses reincarnation, does not seek companionship, and wishes to have a thought.

The acacia of the volume is scattered, the tears of the gathering are broken, the heart is reborn, the tears are silent, waiting for the sound, the soul goes thousands of miles to find a dream, intermittently, the tears of the dripping, the tenderness of the wound urges the heart, the bone cold is because of the dream, the blood is love, the wound is traceless, the companion is intermittent, so outpoured, the heart still has an understanding, how to make the tears clear.

Select the arrangement of the turn, meet the fragility under the strings, the flashiness of the thoughts in this space, carve the sadness in the mind, comb the teardrops in front of you, not the love is difficult to hide, but the heart is waiting, look, the autumn wind and the blue moon, the mood is interdependent, the sound strings are interlocked, the heart and tears are kept, there is a beautiful splendor, accompanied by no fate, and there is no acquaintance.

Slow sky, witty words and love voices, broken soul sounds about geometry, a scene with tears in the wind, drinking acacia, waiting for drunken dreams, if the heart is not drunk and tears do not return, yes, but throw away the oath, is asking, but it is a beginning without an ending, the play of the play breaks the words in the heart, and the words in the play open the lovesick play.

Dreams come and go, heart laughs, promises to fade the picture of a smile, thousands of years, heart to heart, the words turn in the words, but they raise the cup of disappointment, fall poignant crossing, fall classical attachment, blood lingering, teardrops circling, thinking about self-promise in the middle of the night, breaking off the vicissitudes of life to recognize tears.

Tears stained dust and the heart has not returned, thinking and waiting, tears are chasing, can't wait for the dream to wait, can't catch the eternity of time, the heart is empty, the tears are in place, the heart is broken and the soul is sad, the autumn wind is still around, the colorful clouds are scattered, it is rare to gather people in the dream, go to the deserted city, stand desolate, hold the lonely sail to find the broken shadow, I don't know the time, I don't make an appointment with the scene, and the face fades when the scene is in the scene.

Tears support the remnants of the dream string song, the voice is hazy, the sound is confused, but the words are guarded by the thoughts in the song, walking in the sad season, unable to grasp the lovesickness, unable to keep tears, the heart is not stained with songs and paintings, the words do not gather everyone to turn the language, farewell autumn language, reunion and winter separation, the language of departure can not freeze the description of the future, and the departure outside the language makes it difficult for the heart to reach the shore that belongs to it.

Acacia asked, "When to leave and wait" tears are silent, still drifting in the season where no one knows, this covenant, the indefinite date of the covenant, the vow, the promise is difficult to say goodbye, tears go away with a smile in the heart, "There is no fate to be tied to each other, no tears are accompanied, and the pipa with the wind has been guarding the high sky of shadows."

There was once a scene of meeting hooks, saying goodbye to the soul chasing the shadow in this life, sad drunk, parting tears, the next life is still with each other, the soul is farewell, the spirit is dependent on each other, the words and hearts will always accompany each other, do not ask for companionship, do not choose to ask, do not speak and miss sadness, cold to the bones, cold to the heart, if the thoughts are not warm, still let the tears warm and lovesick.

The heart is scattered, time will gather acacia, tears are gone, the appointment in the dream will let a wait that belongs to time, leave a waiting attachment, let the farewell roll acacia singing, let the confession to the crippled dance music, sprinkle the beautiful date, let the dream gather, scatter without regrets, and wait for tears.

Acacia kissed goodbye to the wine glass of remembrance, perceiving the poignancy of the heart, holding the picture in the heart with his left hand, drawing the acacia of tears with his right hand, seeing the desolation in his heart, but he couldn't leave the former Tibetan send, this warmth that crossed the heart, couldn't go to the warm teardrops, took away the fate that did not belong to the heart, and couldn't take away the parting tears.

Pour out all the fragrance in my heart, draw the sadness in my heart, dance the song in my heart with pessimism, wrap around the strings of thoughts, unable to warm the frozen cold, where is the heart, where is the dream, lovesick smiles, but simply splashes tears, rolls up all the faces, can not save this gorgeous sadness.

Heart song and dance, tears do strings, a sound of a scene, a year, a tear and a sound with a face, around the strings to sing and dance the soul drunk, go to the Yellow Spring, choose the next life, sad in this life tears, but also words, through acquaintance, one heart to look at each other, tears do not know, farewell to the scene, broken soul building, a layer of lovesickness, one step a lifetime of tears, tears and empty vows to disperse, differentiation and shadow lingering.

The game is so desolate, the beauty of no fate, the lovesickness without regrets, the tears of destinedness, the lovesickness that can't be reluctant, the tears that can't be kept, the tears that can't be kept from now on, the tears that gather and pull apart, gather in the heart to open the tears on stage, scattered in the receding dream Acacia, the thoughts in the heart, so difficult to eternity, the pouring of tears, so difficult to tell.

Leave a drop of heart-locked tears, unable to roll up the lovesick spell, sad tears accompanied by the poignant night to walk under the subtle broken dream, dream moment, heart for a lifetime, portraying the warm sadness, confessed to confide in the goodbye, Xu, can not be reunited in the world, etc., can not wait for the re-dispersion in the thought.

The heart is empty, the mind is chasing, the tears are still gone, the remorse is not chasing, the thoughts are thousands, the line of lovesickness, the destined edge of the cliff, the part of the cape waiting, the parting that can't be kept, the lovesickness of the empty return, the sorrow of the broken shadow, a scene of hearing each other, lovesickness in this life, thinking about the covenant in the next life, dreaming with the song of this life, singing the end of the world with tears.

In the spring breeze, in the rain dream, the butterflies fly to find the shadow, the words are difficult to express the tears in the heart, the fragrance falls, the promise to wait, it is love, it is a dream, it is the destiny of fate, it is fate, it is a thought, it is a blessing promised.

Ask the words of the play, Xu Xinyi, walk the stairs, watch the lovesickness, follow the Yiren reading, raise a glass and ask to meet, if the cup is about an indefinite date, this life is eternal, wait for eternity, keep the heart, protect the sad picture, put on a brilliant trace, accompany the picture without an ending, use tears to make ink, face for paper, paint this life, and wait for the next life.

Looking at the empty moon with the moon, the tears in the thoughts, once cloth acacia, now wash the face, ask the sky, when there is an appointment, geometry has a dream, talk about the pipa language to the tears, people see my face is difficult to see the heart, the painting pavilion is sad, the lovesick shadow hides the desolation, a string of intentions is difficult to make a dream, where to come to the stack people to increase the thoughts, the face upstairs tears self-promise.