Ask about this life, how close is love, how far away is the injury, the photos of missing, the emotion of life, too much sweetness, and the end of the world is far away. The heart that was gained, the soul that was lost, the only picture, the leakage of true feelings, who cut off the love thread, let me never forget, who said goodbye to Hongchen and laughed at me for eternity. Drunk and drunk, infatuated with the dream of life, you are the most beautiful familiar, I am waiting for a lifetime of care, the most true heart, no regrets, never to see each other again.

Cut the tiredness of life, see through the haggard of red dust, who gave the taste of love, who wrote the beauty of life, the truest and truest love, the shallowest and thickest dream, a farewell to change your mind, what goodbye breakup, photos in the heart, love eyes in the dream. How many breakups in my life do I know that love is unconscious, what to forget, what to reminisce, what to cherish, what to forget, tears to forget, and begin to lose memory. There is a kind of loneliness, there is also a kind of giving, the wandering of life, and the legend of love regrets too late.

The only one who is lonely, the truest one who gives up, the most familiar one to change your mind, break up, and remember what you once was. The tears of that memory, full of lovesickness, one is close at hand, but three lives are gone, a world, but cherishing has lost yesterday. Yesterday of separation, the sea of people facing each other, the memory of legends, the narration alone, the vertical and horizontal lines of the sea of people, do you know me? I am reluctant. Hazy memories, the fluttering of the four seasons, tears drooping, the ripples that have been forgotten, lingering unforgettable.

The water flows eastward, the tears and rain are three watches, one melancholy, one withering, beautiful and poignant, the flowers in the dream, the isolation in the heart, the fireworks lock, and the impermanence of life. Love separation, people are haggard, a lifetime is unforgettable, how much appreciation in exchange for a turn, mountains and rivers around the east city. Affectionately remembered, the sea of true love, and remembered a person I never saw again. Hazy red dust, I am drunk, infatuated tears, looking at each other's communication, a little love, the soul of the soul has broken the nostalgia of this life.

The narrator alone passed by, the tears around me were eternal, and I wrote about myself in my heart and in my dreams, writing the true meaning of life. Every beginning of the story, every forget, broken heart, indescribable person, drunk and hazy, the world is hot and cold, just a write-off, the vast sea of people, and the drunken reunion that will never be seen again. Mountains and rivers surround the east city, I have a dream in my heart, you are smiling in the red dust, I cried my inner self in the vicissitudes of life, in a hurry, the rivers and lakes did not meet.

Loneliness hides a kind of sadness, dim tears, hides a helplessness, the desolation of life, writes sad hesitation, a wandering, a vicissitudes, this is what love looks like. The beauty of the ancient style, the meteor of life, the rain of dark flowers, and a sense of indifference, memories that cannot be returned, lingering that cannot be erased, an ambiguity of conscience alone, and an incomprehensible wandering. Lonely hesitation, the ripples of life, seven points of tears, three points of love, and a never-ending longing and tears to say forever.

In the hopeless street market, there is a turn, there is a withering, a flower blooms and falls, after a person goes, what do you say to see once, never see again, see what you want to say, wait and wait, only to know that the world is like a situation. After dawn, I know that everything is a memory, everything is comfort, the variety of the wind, the appearance of the moon, the years without a trace, the vicissitudes of the wind. A brush of the soul, describing the inner feelings, love wandering wind and moon, vicissitudes of life, but there is no return.

Love is boundless, love is rippling, who is who's who, who is in love, whose vision is remembered, a wandering, a vast, see all the elegance, count the wandering, a teenager with red makeup, a longing and heartbreaking. Liuzhen is just a period of elegance, people's hearts, and a landscape, people are broken, dreams are desolate, and there is an ancient wind standing on the soaring. The beauty of God, and a sunshine, the beauty of life, and a splendor, the activity of life, and the thought is just a single shadow.

Say goodbye, look goodbye, think of the oath of life, ask yourself, say the world, whose red makeup, whose teenager, is just a look of seeing and not seeing. The world is big, the people are cold, the lovesickness is hard, there is a tenderness, the interweaving of life, the tears of life, the wind is gusting, the flowers bloom and fall, the rain is a drop, March 3, July 7, just a burst of pear blossom rain. Furong City, March rain, an autumn, a year, and a dream of life.

Ask the sky, who is young, ask the cold, who are the tears, everything is providence, everything is fate, a farewell, that is, a lifetime of goodbye, a negation, is a deep and shallow love. In the hazy world, there are things you can't think of, there are things you can't see, what you lose, what you get, what you see, what you deny, everything you care about, what you don't care about, there are always some innocents, and there are some embarrassments.

Love someone, regardless of each other, wait for a person, regardless of high or low, a few periods of death, a few autumn moons, there is no trace in this life, and how beautiful life is. Grateful to the world, it is really romantic to live, the moon and a half bend of each other, and the snow in February in the world. Chivalrous tenderness, a little bit of true feelings, a little tears, across the sky, only to know that gentleness into dreams, life into the play, but the world, the sea is silent, how much farewell, no news, how much, etc., misunderstanding the soul, only to know that the flowers bloom and fall, just a silent parting.

Love someone, have a wait, wait for a person, have a true love, people have parting, there is helplessness, how far in this life, how many choices in the next life, don't talk about the vicissitudes of the past, ask a goodbye hope cape, how far the end of the world, difficult to understand this life. After a smile, I know that a gentle glass of wine, a cup of tea in life, ask and ask, think about this life is not easy, how sour and bitter you are, how difficult it is in the next life, just a attention, a casual to know that flowers bloom and fall.

Life is so difficult, a farewell spring and autumn, a sea of others, how much loneliness, just a belief that will never be seen again, how many missed fates, just a regret in this life. I have a wait, my heart has a willingness, loneliness sails with myself, life and tragedy are sad together. Frequent thoughts, ambiguous life, lovesickness, no tears, just a twisted end, laughing, asking, just talking, or goodbye to too many memories, looking at each other in this life.

Dignity, I can't say it, I can't remember the last turn I once had, and I asked about life, how much distress there is, how much is the ninety-nine-eighty-one of love, how much helplessness, it is one's own seventy-seven forty-nine. A glass of wine, acacia, a cup of tea, a person, is this song silent, life tears, dreams of the ancient building, only to know the flower and the moon, the people are not young, the vicissitudes of a goodbye, a farewell to life, know that the original beginning, not the current thoughts, wind and snow, just a write-off.

The vicissitudes of the wind, the rain is boundless, the sea of people is desolate, and the heart is broken, only to know that the hometown is ruthlessly dyed, the hearts of the people are broken, and the past is broken by the sea of others, and then the heart is old with tears. Nine deaths and a lifetime to ask about love, a farewell to the next life, only to know the thoughts of life, the dream of longing, not as good as the beginning, do not regret the present. Regret can't be said, the oath is written constantly, the fate of this life is deep and shallow, the beginning of regret in the next life, the evening breeze of song goodbye regret, drunk on the battlefield, drunk farewell to the sunset of this life.

Tears are a kind of peace, fate, a kind of gentleness, cold human feelings, dreams, deep and shallow self-knowledge, ask this life, bend off the end, only to know that love is thin and picturesque, and people's hearts are blown coldly. A period of death, an eternity, beautiful and sad, cold painting, bitter heart, good sadness, good sadness, crying helplessness, etc. The cold wind blows, the rivers and lakes are cold, the ice is frozen for a few autumns, and the years are cold a few teardrops, only to know that this life is so bitter, life is so difficult, and the thoughts are so poignant, only the heart is cold to know.

There is a kind of waiting, which cannot be said, there is a kind of thinking, which cannot be said, a bitter pleading, the oath has gone away, and the longing has been confessed. It's hard to love someone, it's so hard to wait for someone, the wandering heart, the true feelings of confession, if you can't say it, you will disperse, and you will be far away when you walk. After waiting for an autumn and thinking about myself, I realized that the flowers blooming and falling is just a legend, the moon falls and cries, just a lovesickness, where do you not meet in life, but you don't shed tears at the beginning.

The nostalgia of missing, the deception of life, and a grateful painting, walking in the heart, looking in the eyes, saying in the dream, only the sincere longing, is still confessing an eternity. Love a heart that will not look back, wait for a person who can't see each other, how far away, close at hand is three lives, the end of the world is a lifetime, a goodbye, never to see again. The song is still the single cycle, life is still that bleak, love one, think one, and two tears of love eyes are hurting.

In a word, after passing by, a person asks through the next life, this life, a lifetime, and never sees each other again. Ask yourself, how many ways can you not have a crying heart, ask the next life, how many words can make fate go back and goodbye, ask life, how far away life is. Looking at each other, remembering the original true feelings, Nan Ke has a dream, a sea of people is lonely, a farewell, is a parting for a lifetime, a goodbye, just two tears in a dream, an oath in my heart, a promise that I can't see you again.

I waited for a long time, I thought about it for a long time, the moon sets in the mountains and rivers, the sea of people is vast, one farewell is the wind and the moon is strong, and then the farewell is the vast sea of people. The end of the world, a song that can't be sung endlessly, life, a love that can't be seen in a word, far away, indescribably scattered, incomprehensible and complete, the pain in the heart is just a tear, just a kind of belief that cannot be retained. Love is in the eyes, there are lover's tears, people have dreams in their hearts, dreams are deep and shallow, and there are thoughts that will never be seen again.

The wind blows the sea of people, there is a kind of distant view, there is also a kind of withering, the heart believes, people believe, the dream has gone away. The wind blows the leaves and falls, how many dreams are blown away, the sea of people is just a goodbye, laughter is also waiting, suffering is also asking, goodbye a telling, listening to a wind and rain, talking to each other, looking at the wind chimes, just a season is far away, life is short. Listening to the sound of the sea, remembering the first kiss goodbye, the first goodbye, the beginning of goodbye, just a belief, a kiss goodbye that is not as good as the moment.

Tell the sea of people listening, remembering the goodbye at the beginning, a lot of fate in life, a lot of complaints, and longing, and no chance to meet. Separated from his own heart, remembering the original words, the unforgettable sentence was written in the brow of the eyebrow, and the eyes of belief were spent in his tears. The lonely street reminds me of tenderness, and I think of the tears that I will never see again. The gentle glare of the eyes, the haze hidden in the tears, the beauty of the lyrics, the meeting of life, is just a recollection that I can't remember.

Listen to yourself all over the world, think of inadvertent love, say goodbye, look at life, forget your own agreement, and think of life's fate. When I say goodbye to too many fallen leaves, I think of a simple goodbye, the shape of life is alone, just a sentence of no other help, a goodbye in life, a goodbye without a chance, just can't say, can't see through the depth of love. I was scattered, I forgot to see it, and I broke it off, only to know that the invisible awakening was the beginning of crying, making the poignancy more sunny.

Love, regardless of you and me, is far away, asks gloomy, farewell, is silent, waiting, is to lose too many fragments. Hongchen smiles, life is fearless, too much fear is just because of the loneliness of missing, the sunshine of life, just because of the differences in love, make it difficult to separate. A good goodbye, think about a beginning, only whether it is something else, there will be too much, too much unintentional, the sadness left, tired of the haggard heart, alone to learn to taste the road slowly.