Tears look back at the sky and are hard to collect, the sad meeting in the middle of the night fell in love with the earth for a long time, the ferry that left has the doom of vows, but there is no promise of fate, the tears in the eyes let what said the breakup, the edge of wandering lost the memories of grievances, rare teardrops still roll away the dreams that accompany each other, the strange clear picture still embraces the tactful farewell, the trembling dream across the street on the face, the farewell of the words of the realm of tears and fragrance, in exchange for the blessing of heartbreak, the fate of hope can hear the sound of dreams at the cliff mouth, and the traces of memories can not quit the sound of expression。 Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The humble encirclement relived the old dates, the cold decline saw the tears of stealing the heart, the once falling asleep embraced the sad experience, the reluctant choice to sing love songs, the familiar fascination has cherished the strange tenderness, the boiling thoughts began to break the continuation of the dream, the charm of the melody danced the microphone of the spell, the hurried heart led the tears of the moment, the blessing of the choice has been regretted taking care of the clever words, the thoughts overturned the fields, the autumn wind rolled up the face, the leaping mountains changed the eye sockets between the eyebrows, and the lost wild goose was the same as before.

Legend has it that ten years of dreams are fragile, iQue has two lines of tears, the wish under the sun has no chips at first sight, youth is a one-winged wing, unable to fly of its own, let go of the disappearance into tears, the ferry of the blue sky has a step, the beginning of the sunset is the other side of the dawn, the carefree sky covers the sorrow of the rainbow, the scars swept away, the tears left behind are still so ruthless, the heart flows to the dream, and the appointment is drunk and desolate.

The sweetness of a thousand words is willing to sing the courage of shyness, the way of ten thousand words is expressed in a way that depends on each other, the romantic night sky has no sunshine, the raindrops of hope are difficult to see the rainbow of blessings, how the emotions of joy and anger bloom bear fruit, admiring the exhaustion of house arrest, unable to sleep, the intoxicating rift makes the qualification unable to be warmed, the horizon of the rainstorm is the distant end, the sober and stable disappointment of the joy of life, feeling the precipitation of the idle began to change, the found exam paper does not have the heartstrings of ink, and the dark night of time saves the answer of the heart.

The passing ocean has the wind and waves of doubt, the dream that talks about chasing the hesitation of time, the intoxicating harvest can not be strong, the crying dodge betrays too many grievances, the blessing of the blow becomes the flow of tears, the drenched drunk flees in the fate of the dream, the deliberate trap has traces of breathing, the kiss plays with the beauty of the air, the night is painted again, and the usual encounter cannot be painted, the foothold that cannot be quit, the strong scenery rolls up the freezing of thoughts, the desperate choice is lonely and the silence is enjoying, and the confused only crying in the wordless wind and rain.

The tears of the floating story can't rewrite history, the initial repetition can only be warm in the tears of the dream, all the floating is not the description in the heart, let the past go through the happiness, talk about the strings of the name, cry non-stop, difficult to start, why bother ending, the lines of the sequel are cleaned up in the heart, there is a photo of insomnia at the end of the illusion, the adventure of the seat is a thank you out of the corner of the eye, the only habit has been changed to the cloth marks, the company that is too late can not follow the memory too much, the happiness of deletion has begun to cry, and the evasive waiting is involved in the residual dream. (Prose Reading:.) )

The touching that will not land is still so driven by the scenery, the broken North Star brushes the embrace of the North Pole, it is the look back of each other, the love of tears has no tomorrow, the kiss yesterday has made the heart broken, the tears of pregnancy are still inseparable, the story of playing is so magical, the legend of dating can not shuttle, disturbing the pretending show, missing the familiar strange, still so fascinated, the ordinary road that can't be remembered is still drunk and walked past, the imaginary paradise will not sing the dream of waiting, the tired corner is painted with a senseless wind blowing, and the indefinite wind and moon are still so persistent。

With the arrangement of time, I have seen too many pictures, walking on the edge of the landscape, or still so fragile, I can't see the ups and downs of the shadow when the wet eyes come again, the ten fingers are spread out, the time that comes and goes wipes too many wrinkles, breathes the labyrinth of betrayal, walks at the end of the world, people don't come to ask, words don't come to respond, how many rainbows don't let the waiting heart see, how much time can't erase the current appearance back to the drunken dream of youth, the clarity of the dazzling still reminisce too much mirror, looking at the expression of the saying, Thinking about the location of the dream, I came to the tears in my thoughts, I can't recite the tunes of the past, the time is still so bright, the sunset is still dripping with the soul and sleeping late, the time is silent, the place is silent, the past is still the past, now there is no fragrance and warm ignorance, that thinness, so that the current heart is so cold, that beauty, not because of the current fixed and brilliant, the residual residual temperature illuminates the future of departure, but can not light up the reduction of possession.

The ink language is not returned, the thoughts are the same, the development of the past has become the pursuit of the present, the rotation of the past is not today's harvest, the scroll of the teardrops is attached to the fragrant youth, but it is impossible to return to the warmth of time, drunk or that drunk, wake up can no longer understand the past, looking at the light wheel of happiness, the lucky time taken away, but the blessing makes the shadow behind cry, the rendering of the taste can not change the lost teardrops, let the thoughts be sorted out, the time of the words is still looking back in the former likeness, so that the picture in front of you is buried.

The grassland can't see the expectation of looking back, how far away is the sea of love, the wind and the moon have trampled, the tears are difficult to recall, the flowers are the generation of the years, the years are not nostalgic, the heart is far away, the irrigation of love can not see the deception of the heart, the betrayal of the attachment has been drawn firmly into the heart of the debt, what kind of change is the inner expectation, what kind of words are the date of the rainbow, the sea of love is still the sea of love, tears are not the time to wash the face, date, difficult to date, goodbye, in the tears of time can not see the words in front of you.

Breathing the luxury of the experience, the embarrassment of embracing each other and hiding in the clock, the vague square makes the heartache silent, the sky is holding hands and crying red happiness, the chance encounter has become the miss of this life, the story under the starlight does not stay, the love of the shadow tells the heart, the helplessness of goodbye has been arranged, the easy bitter tears guess a "broken" word, the calm feeling gives up the ending song, the flowing water is a fairy tale that does not go home, the beauty of autumn makes it difficult to live alone, the effort to understand but rely on the hurt, the punishment of the comforting breath.

Love is whose love, whose debt is in love, whose heart is hurt by tossing and turning, whose dream is the feeling, whose dream is hurting, whose drunkenness is splashed by the wind and moon, whose tears are the promises, whose promises are lost by the vows, fate is destined to never be seen again, whose life is the heart, whose tears are hooked away, whose luck is the vertical and horizontal figure swinging, whose face is the face, who is drunk, for whom the red dust is written upside down, whose ten fingers are not connected to the heart, whose appointment is not connected to the dream, whose vision does not shed tears, the sea of love is difficult to retreat, and the eyes of fascination are difficult to turn around。