The cherishing of missing, hiding the elegance of youth, the style of admiration, there is a kind of indifference, there is also a kind of forgiveness, life is picturesque, and the years of the rivers and lakes are urging. The indifferent heart, the lonely time, and the love, is it the human heart, or the helplessness of right and wrong, just an understanding and a cherishment. The lover does not look back, the thoughts are lingering, the thoughts are missing, the minutes are changing, hiding every pursuit, hiding every desire.

The love of the heart hides the indifference of life, hides the elegance of goodbye, a kind of scattering, a kind of love eyes, tears and lovesickness in love, and helplessness in the eyes. Ten miles of red makeup, a roar, poetry on wine, helpless elegance, life is a sea, but also a lonely dream. People pay attention, dreams are ruthless, who is who's who, there are too many thoughts, just a burden, a kind of disappointment, and a kind of tears.

An unforgettable heart is a kind of watchfulness, but also a kind of sustenance, there is a kind of sadness, but also a kind of remembrance, but the three lives and so on, lovesickness. Chanjuan in her hand, the cold of life, but the pain makes the emotion go forever, people cry, flowers fall in love, a period of watch, and a period of peace with encounters. The lyrics are sad about a person's confession, life is haggard and gentle in a word, life is just a sentence of understanding, and it is also a period of watch.

There is no fate, there is no reason to look back, every cherishing is the last desire, and every waiting is the romance of missing. Love breakup, tears chasing, just the pattern of life, hiding too much bitterness, helpless mentality, hiding the love eyes of life. Love someone, wait for an infatuation, look back for a long time, just a fate, a dispersion without a fate, goodbye, never see again, look at the eyes, look back silently.

The mood has changed, the longing has been broken, the gentle compassion, the sad haggardness, one person reads, one person is helpless. The heart is lonely, the tears are gone, I just want to cry, I want to say what my loneliness is, what life is, my thoughts are broken, only to know that I am just a teardrop of fate, a scarred heart, powerless to recover. The love of the heart, the last grace, is just a tenderness, a mercy.

The day dawned, the thoughts were broken, the thoughts were gone, and the saffron was just a blessing, a dream of gratitude. Three lives, etc., or three lives, but each other's lack of fate, just the silent thought of looking back, the frozen era, the city of missing, hiding a person's dedication, hiding a person's burden. Three points of day, three points of respect, three points of love in May, and seven points of tears, watching the sunny day, people are gone, and the tears are scattered.

The wind is singing, people are singing and dancing, a period of leaving the soul, a period of protection, a sad longing, the pursuit of longing, a tear, a dream, hiding a fate. Who is it, cut the last years, who is it, miss the years of life, just in a hurry, one is ruthless, one is indifferent, the heart has changed, the thoughts are scattered, the fate is life, etc., etc., and so on is the indifference of life, the lonely chest, and the old world that hides the thoughts.

Love tears, ruthlessness, no fate, no dreams in this life, love breakup, is fate is chasing, hiding a tear, hiding a loneliness, understanding the eyes of love, sending each other without fate, just love can't help, the scenery has changed the last helplessness, the vicissitudes of a person's world, helpless loneliness. Flowers bloom and fall, the sea of people is lonely, the fate of missing, the lost heart, the dream of love, no reason without tears.

The heart began to spread, life began to miss, every footstep, every thought, is a helpless door, is a helpless soul. Love sheds tears, thoughts are cherished, there is a desolation, a dungeon is hidden, but the one who is indifferent hides too much prosperity and withering. In a word, the sky is wild, missing the biggest dream of life, ruthlessly cold, ruthless, etc., wait for a minute, miss the last second.

The tears in the eyes, the cherishing of life, love is a kind of understanding, but also a kind of youth, every indifference in life, every cherishment of missing, is the willingness of this life, is the gratitude of this life. How romantic the city is, how casual love is, passing by, smiling slightly, from now on, the rivers and lakes are strange, and the sea of people is disappointed, a kind of concern, a kind of uncaused tears.

Thinking of me, a scene of the sea of people, missing the last parting, tears are ruthless, life is full of foreshadowing, gratitude to Dade, it is just a kind of etiquette, called the look back of love, the tears of longing. Loving someone, waiting for a long time, hurting for a long time, only to know that I am so lonely, so ruthless, physical and mental thoughts, just a kind of stay, a style of love looking back, never again.

If you love someone, in the end it becomes a street corner for tears, and when you wait for a person's sentence, in the end, it becomes a sad noun. There is a kind of love, someone else's, there is a kind of longing, someone else's, in the end, smile to others, your heart is hurt, every loneliness is the watch of love, but every goodbye in the end is a gathering and dispersion without a cause.

Beauty autumn, the moon is half bent, the lovesickness shines on the eyebrows, the sea of people is lonely, the vicissitudes of their own side, the elegance has passed, the youth has changed, and the love has also dispersed. Gentle one's own compassion, love is scattered and scattered, just a song of eyebrows, a period of looking at each other. The relationship is broken, the longing is broken, and it just knocks down every petal of life. Falling flowers and flowing water, there is no fate in this life, each other is a wilderness, and from then on, the ground will be painted as a prison and never seen again.

Holding hands and leaning on each other, just softening the compassion of others, one Jiangnan, one believes, sad rain and wind on the south bank, goodbye speech, but there is no chance to write and disperse. The face is full of tears, one belongs to the end of the world, the other belongs to the closer, from now on, the old face is red, life is no longer seen, how much is prosperous, how much is cold, how much life believes. An expectation, a belief in perseverance, looking at the vast sea of people, the speech blossomed without tears.

A person, a period of sadness, haggard a person's tomorrow, the sea of wind bells, falling flowers and tears, the sea of people ruthlessly pillows, ruthless goodbye to the year. The rivers and lakes are cold, the wind and the moon are drooping, the years are more people crying, it is easy to say goodbye, and it is difficult to say goodbye, and the lovesick scene is lonely. Watch the heart, lovesick south wind, from now on a door, the sea of people is separated, wrong wrong, one wrong is missing, two wrong is missing, three wrong become the life of no more.

There is a kind of waiting, there is also a kind of loneliness, the sea of people is vast, who is who's who, owes too many tears, has no chance to wait for dusk, has a fate to ask for parting, the sea of people is lonely, just a kind of elegance, the heart is lonely, just a vicissitudes. It's easy to say goodbye, it's just in a dream, it's easy to look back, it's just two tears, goodbye is so tired, it's so bitter to miss it, it's just a kind of elegance, loneliness without a reason, a lot of giving, a sea of people, who's whose fault, who is willing for whom in this life.

Every decision, every thought, will make people sad and make themselves haggard, only that understanding, there is a tear, there is also a kind of disappointment, it is a miracle of life, but also a helpless encounter, wrong wrong, tears. The beginning of the strangeness makes the end of the play begin to cry every time, the scenery changes, the love is scattered, there is a one, and there is also an understanding, it is tears, and it is also a backlook without a chance.

A person looks at the sea, a person cries, to the last person's scenery, a person is injured, the fate is scattered, the dream is broken, the person is gone, this is the rivers and lakes, this is the strange road of love. The beginning of the story every day, the daily precautions of longing, just hide a kind of years, hide a kind of never see again. There is a fate to disperse, there is no chance to meet, this life is cold, there is no fate in the next life, the pillow is dusk, watching the moon set, it is just a write-off that can't be said, and the one who will never see it again can't wait.