All sentient beings, lovesick tears under the Bodhi tree, condense the edge of the red dust, destined for you and I to meet the vertical and horizontal lines, your reluctance, mine has been lost, because of the recognition and set off in the company of Wanjing, not because of the shallow heart, not because of the high mind, just because there is a tomorrow, if wrong, then there is still a clear in the heart, if it passes, how can you want to wait for the sadness of tears. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The east wind washes away the tenderness in the heart, the interrogation in the words of the chain mail buckle is not tight, the thoughts of gathering and scattering, the love of the clutch, the tears still have a fate, the idiocy is still a part, the lovesickness is destined to have a you, the calm agreement, the wandering of the words, the drunkenness in the heart, the tears that have fallen have been countless, the tactful lovesickness is thousands of shallow, and the memories on the road are thousands of deep.

Counting the romance of the past, with a thin mood, the distance that can't be put down, the wandering that can't be together, the wandering that can't be put down, the teardrops thrown in the red dust, the attachment in this life, waiting for a scene in the next life. Drunk together, light taste of their own, how not easy, ten fingers clasped to write blessings, can't write lovesick tears down, the ups and downs of the heart, but injected into the soul in yesterday's gathering.

The moon turns to the stars and is sparse and desolate, the sad hesitation hovers around the love hovering in the space of worry, the lonely cape, there is a sadness, a drunken, sad picture of the encounter, intoxicated in the time of tears.

Unspeakable sadness, tears that are difficult to fall, what to say about innocence, what to talk about clearly, the memories of youth, leaving indifference, endless torture, inseparable appointments, an incomprehensible warmth, an unintentional love, attachment in the heart, spreading in the vertical and horizontal line of time.

Sadness lasts for a while, sadness leaves memories, encounters and lovesickness, everything, the loss of knowing, the remorse that understands, what else is worth guarding, and an encounter spreads in the heart, is it the tactfulness of love, or the confession of tears, the outpouring of words, the flying of deeds, everything is destined to disappear on the edge of fate.

The sad parting, the continuous paragraph, the former lovesickness, can not spread the past in the heart, and the words in front of you, how to continue the parting of the past, the tears at hand, the lovesickness of the end of the world, step by step, can't pull the romance of the past, can't cut the plain talk in the heart, a truth, a farewell, don't really say goodbye, forward is the memory of yesterday, waiting is the future to continue to interpret the sadness in the heart.

The fragrant nocturne, the intoxicating dream road, falling in love with the simple picture, is my dedication, walking on the edge of time, my tears, the warmth around me, the destining of everything, the blessing of the composition, the hope in the heart, walking in the spreading thoughts, minus the teardrops outside the heart, what falls is love.

Turn over the teardrops in the heart, fall the seeds of affection, and the ups and downs of the words, with a drifting mood, wordless Luo Xin, dancing the time in the ears and eyes, unable to talk about the past songs, the lovesickness in the heart, the hovering in the tears, the superposition of step by step, the murmuring surge, the rise of yesterday's myth, the accumulation of time paid, and the memories ahead.

Stack up the waves in your heart, sprinkle warm feelings, heavy is true, light is love, one step cherishes the tactfulness, walks in the heart of the forward, falls the real picture, and the tears of paying, simple drifting, walking by their side, can not tell the words in the heart, a lot of deeds accumulate, but can not make up for the traces of sadness.

The red sparks, the sunshine step by step, are all giving without asking for returns, the traces of the heart, the hiding of the words, there are tears, there is lovesickness, how much gathering, how much change, can not change the waiting in the heart, the continuous mood, in today, and the heartache waiting is because of yesterday's departure.

The dependence of the past, the retreat of time, I am still on the edge of lovesickness, and the tears fall, unable to reduce the waiting in my heart. My heart continues, my words fail, but the deeds of the past cannot be changed, and the current heartbeat continues to continue yesterday, still letting the tactfulness of the mood help my lovesickness.

With the accumulation of yesterday in my heart, the warmth of the present is hidden in the words, the road of reminiscence, the simple steps, the ups and downs of the vertical and horizontal, the spreading heart song, tactfully in the sky, but there is my world, without your cape, your fate is not my destiny, my journey is destined to disappear with you.

I can't let go of my thoughts, I can't keep the time, I am waiting for the meeting, how many tears accumulate, how many memories spread, walking in the vertical and horizontal line of time, you and I can't see each other, but I can only use my own heart to accumulate you and my peers, you and my words and dialogues, all continue in my heart, continue to wait, can't wait for yesterday.

Love is wrong, I have passed, I have gotten lovesickness, I have lost my tears, I am looking for hope on the road of happiness, but I can't get a clear beginning, and I can't tell the ending that others tell is not what I want to hear, but I always mark my own route on the way in the words of others, and the traces have disappeared The prosperity and temperature have been lost early on the edge of the encounter.

The chic charm, the sad feelings, the clear wandering beauty, the scenery of the rising sea, and the moonlight that does not leave, but there is the warmth that disappears in the heart, the experience of lovesickness, the desperate picture, a scene of farewell, and then the bitterness of dreams, the sorrow of gathering and scattering, the picture of happiness, the necklace of the years, but the mood of the encounter, untitled, unintentionally photographed.

There are people on the nine banks of the Tianhe, the dream of the buckle strings, the sea of love that falls into the east wind, the fairy point of the south gate is cultivated, the sound of the sky is a song, the sound of the earth makes words, and then changes the eight directions, how to talk about the years of the world, a word, the words of the heart, the spread of the mood, the drunken departure, the tenderness is very painful, the end of the curtain is full of love, gather for a while, farewell to the first life, tears wash the lovesickness, spread the parting hook, sing the spring and autumn meaning.

The ending is the beginning, there is no tomorrow at the start, with the call of time, I am walking in the company of Wanjing, the injury has been obtained, tears wash away the lovesickness, simple steps, murmuring, hurried steps, unable to retain the memories of the past.

With my heart, cross your ability, meet at the cape, write a dream at the end of the world, say goodbye to the truth, and then say goodbye, wait without regrets, meet without complaints, infatuated for a while, a sincerity, love and hate two gifts of lovesickness. A scene of meeting in this world, and then exploring the desolate city, tears to keep the year together. The sky is destined, the earth is fate, you have fragrance, I am intoxicating.

People are priceless, money is worth it, selfishness is difficult to fall ruthless, intentional is difficult to bid the price of the sky and the sea, and the idiocy can be changed because of people. It is difficult to cross the sound of injury, things can change their minds, the sky can change because of people, the qi can change because of their intentions, and the earth can change because of people. There is movement and ability, there is knowledge to be determined, there is no phase, and there is a partial shape.

Thinking is not far away, in the heart, tears are not far away, just at hand, the heart is not high, because of the knowledge and change, the dream is not, you have to sleep, I really don't know, the fake is too weird, I think too good, it is difficult to predict, the road is too long, the intention is to go thousands of miles, people are changing, wisdom is changing, thinking is changing, because of the front.

Three lives are on the side of life and death, three lives are tears and dreams, three words and one thing fight right and wrong, and three thousand drizzles fall into the heart. Thinking in the heart is acting, meeting during the day, the red dust and heart fall are all because of people, thoughts spread and dye white hair, persistence is still the same, and the heart is not broken.