The ethereal heart is helpless to understand, how much kindness in life, how much loss in life, the only thing is that life is invisible, whether it is sincere and touching, or passers-by have never remembered, but that reminiscence, can no longer be seen.

I accidentally remembered that an encounter, so unreachable, so bruised everywhere, just art, just a past, the lamp chilled the heart, warmed the love,

Dream of leaving, a person's excellence, just a person, hurt and parting, are all bitter, the last heart, understandable, let yourself cry and run.

Loneliness is a name of hard work, but also a wounded word, how much truth, hidden hypocrisy, how much kindness, has always been looked down upon, people's hearts are difficult to understand, how much self, how much back, how much cycle of a person's life, reincarnation of the past, erased stories, let yourself not understand the world.

This understanding is my heart, that understanding is my parting, one understands, hurts two people, one is scattered, scattered for a lifetime, miracles are always like this, stories are always like that, why be wronged, why cry, just unwilling.

In a word, you can let others remember you, a thing, can make others erase their good feelings about you, many roads, not your own decision, a lot of suffering, not your own understanding, when the world has changed, the true heart is scattered, the only understanding has become a hurt in life, the only loss, has become a person's crying.

Loneliness, or tears, it's good to be serious, the scenery is ultimately just an encounter, never goodbye, life, just a legend, your only, not my reading, my hurt, not your seeing, if I can, I'd rather miss it.

Crowds of people, how much kindness, just a landscape, dreams are scattered, people understand, that's because too much is lost, too much is lost, loneliness and tears sail together, fate and right and wrong are confessed together, and this encounter is hurt, but also a person's helplessness.

Indifferent heart, hiding the life of can't let go, read the love, it's difficult to let go of too many people, later, there is no story, remember the name, just understand back then, miss the current me, the current me, see through the future to understand, lose the most true self.

The fate of bondage, a failure, helpless indifference, haggard heart, lonely love, or indulgent world, in exchange for humility, missed season, is unforgettable in my life, but also a failure in this life.

The gloomy ecstasy of the ancient style, the life of the horse, how much truth, hiding grievances, how many falsehoods, hiding helplessness, reading is harm, never met how good it should be, true and false fate, is a blessing or a curse, but also an accident of life, reading is cold, injury is suffering, the only defense, is the wandering of failure, let yourself cry and mourn a person's soul.