The flowers flowing with tears on the south embankment, minus the fragrance, the familiar fragrance describes the specimen of love, the gorgeous words of the mandarin ducks have flown under the sky of the years, looking at the four seasons of the sun, appreciating the freedom of the soul, the exquisite diamond brilliance reading the shadow around you, the moon is coming, the wind is not rolling, it is the hesitation of the heart, not the death of tears. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mourning Shen Yun, reading sadness, fascinated and drunk, drunk dreams for whom to commit irresistible sins, for the flowers under the heart of the love, compose the sunset of dreams, is the brightness you give, the drunken dawn is the regret you can't accept, the departure of the years of attachment to my tears, the haggard loneliness breaks my heart, is the loneliness of love or the lack of tears, you destroy my brightness, take away my soul, not to pay too deep feelings, but to see the time without tomorrow's dream.

Love is my heart, feeling is my dream, falling in love with a person who does not turn around, the temperature of the heart has no sunshine, is the promise of tears, or the oath of dreams, love can break the soul of the heart, love can make people stupid, is the way of reading dreams in the heart, or the fantasy of waiting for the eyes, the scenery that does not belong to me, but marks the dream in the heart, is the send-off in the heart, or the current drunkenness, everything, go to break the thought, come and forget the sadness.

He once said that the heart has a fate, gossip and thoughts, in the sadness, what is written is the love, but it is inseparable from the feeling in the heart, is the melody of the sincere painting walking in the sky, or the rhythm of the color accompaniment of the distant heart, that, this fate, or the slow in the love, and the fast outside the expression, the tears that go, the residual dream that comes, the voice that takes away, the sadness that rolls up, the emotion uses the heart, the sadness breaks the soul, your happiness, your sadness, can not render this waiting heart.

The heart has tears and promises the earthly scene, you say forever, I say not far, no wonder it is so far, in fact, the heart is not gathered, the heart is broken, the thoughts that come are scattered, your dream does not allow my promise, my words can not touch your oath, the true meaning of lovesickness can not replace the season of the appointment, you and I will no longer see each other, not the heart does not read, but the dream of attachment, the appointment is not autumn, and there is no winter, reading or appreciation, can not stay in the scenery of the once met.

Look at the rivers and mountains, read the emotional single-thread weaving dream, a song of lovesickness, sing the praises of love's drunken soul, wind and moon love, at this time the dream, about the heart of the thought, hate is the rotation of love, this crying dripping, slow dyeing noise in the mind of the world, the scene is the city of reading, and the evening of time is the footsteps of the broken soul, is the change of the scene, or the sense of sadness, your love is not by my side, my thoughts are spinning beside you, reading the former guard.

On the shore of the West Lake, the tears of the beauty, under the wind and the moon, the soul is broken, there is sadness in the scene, the traces go to urge the sad painting rain, I say it will be sad, you say you don't leave the thought, the heart is reunited, the thought has been scattered, what the mountain alliance heart is broken, what the sea vows the sea has no oath, the unforgettable sadness reads the picture of the wind and the moon, writes the fragrance in the drunk, can't write another heart that has not returned, is the fragrance, Xu Fenfang, the fragrance of tears sends the fragrance, read the city wall in the heart, but can not support the sadness in the heart with the backbone of tears.

My heart sends tears to people, I dream of red dust thoughts, tears go to the strings silently, draw a sad soul, about ruthless, gather indefinitely, the time to go is the glitz in the heart, the scars are floating, the gorgeous words evoke the thoughts in the dream, the riverside that rolls up the tears is revealed under the haggard face, the breath of the heart, the spread of tears, and tactfully portrays a broken bridge.

It used to be a tearful heart, now it is a sad painting, about a farewell song, who knows the broken intestines, walks the wind and the moon, looks at the death, a few broken souls and a few people forget, take away the residual dream for joy, the charm of reading beats the desolation of the wind and the moon, looking at the sad bridge, is the heart to do the side, or the flow of water, resignation of the sense of affection, parting from the painting, can not wash the past in front of you, everything has passed, the heart regrets, how far the heart is, how close the dream is, the fragrant sunset is still circulating every day.

Tears have never been seen, the heart is heartbreaking, the traces drawn are fragile and tearful in the haggard face, a lot of lies weave a dream remnant of a deserted city, leaving traces of a lot of confessions, the hope of happiness never stays in the promise of dreams, how many such vows will stay in the heart of tomorrow, the sadness seen can not die tomorrow's sadness, the invisible melody can not accompany this love that has experienced wind and rain and can not be experienced.

Say you love me from afar, I can't tell how sad I am, it's the love of love, or a sad love song, the love that can't be sung in my heart, the sea vow will not be repeated, and the mountain league has no drama, Mengnanke, wake up and forbidden, the heart is difficult to sing again, the dream is no longer whispering, the flowers are blooming for whom in a year, the dream has been read for who understands, the heart is beating, the tears are left, and the sad dream is waiting, is it about the lack or the fate, what to say goodbye, what to say in the afterlife, no longer see each other, and meet in the next world.

The romance in the heart, the fragility of the flowers, the vows and the alliance, the constant flow of cutting, the promise of the oath, the continuous dream, the hook is the trace of the hook love, the separation is the heart of the person, such an endless flow, what kind of sorrow will not be fragile, what legend, what light, simplifying the waiting, tired of the warmth, such persistence, changed the waiting, created the myth, what is the heart, the dream is the flowing water, the sadness that comes, the traces that have been consolidated, the flow of tears, say eternity, say goodbye, the heart has never hated, the mind has circled, read the death, roll up the sadness, the death comes and goes, not far away。

Red dust tears, Xu past, there was an appointment, no longer song, the expression of the lyrics charm, the fate of the single cycle that cannot be set, the wind and the moon have been in the past, the tears have been missing, the oath has been washed, the promise is broken, the tears come and go, the sadness floats, the soul is broken and the dream is gone, such a fate, such a destiny, are all flowers without a season, blooming in the heart without seasons, slowly dyeing the heart, rendering tears, picking up the sadness of the stamens, and seeing the desolation of the shadow after standing.

The tiredness of attachment avoids the desolation of tears, the expression of dreams in the clear heart, the comfortable aromatic tour in the changes of the four seasons, a leisurely love presents the fragility of the years, this poignant indifference writes the beautiful sunshine, the vertical and horizontal in the front axis of the painting, the tears of love, the dream period of thought, and the time of appointment is at the mercy of the scenery that has passed.

Tears are the expression of the heart and presented on the embankment of longing, the look back of the eyes is the expression of regret, because there is a dream, I believe that there is no fate, I believe that there is no fate, or the staggered expression of vows, or the accumulation of scars bound by the shackles of fragile faces, ask the heart, ask the tears, Xu Hongchen, cut off the afterlife, and the dream Xu is nothing.

If there is no fate, the heart does not give up, there is a share, the dream continues, there has been no drama on the stage, the heart is parting and gathering love, if the heart is carrying the line, the dream is to go to the thought, the line is the edge of tears, about the dream in the trace, the period is warm next to the body, and the meeting is implicit and cold, this drunken soul tears, one word and two lines, a few people can recognize the feelings, and the heart and others are unknown.