Time, disturbed, life, no longer bothered, the years are still the same, and I can't go back to the beginning, a lot of words are hidden, just crying. The world began to change, life began to be difficult, and your own difficulties, who to tell to, all the fate, there is always a simple life, some difficulties, there is always their own pain, the change of yesterday, has disappeared in the lost heart. If the heart is at peace, what is compassion, a lot of confusion, inspirational life, a lot of vicissitudes, losing the original charm. In a word, it is always so amazing, a thing, always so touching, the years do not leave people, and life is helpless.

All the grievances are just to make yourself smart, all the sadness is just to make yourself excellent, and all the losses are just to make yourself change. Every beginning, every abandonment, there is always someone else's reason, there is always your own loss, moving a person, or giving up a person, there is always your own way of making a choice. Lost people, always wronged their hearts, unforgettable, etc., always lost the touched of life, all the truth, there are always some difficulties, some sorrows, there are always some touches, in the end, just a good gathering and dispersing, life is impermanent, parting is too bitter, it is difficult to read.

Loss is the touching of life, helplessness, the season of life, the vicissitudes of life, the tenderness of love, how many landscapes, just the promise of life, how many teardrops, just helpless misses. The familiar season hides the teardrops of life, the helpless scenery, the prosperity of life, and how many mistakes become the vicissitudes of a person. The withered world, the beginning of a person, the helpless prosperity, missing the initial part, a paragraph, a life insight, just the tenderness of life. The wind and the moon are impermanent, and love is also another look, how many mistakes become the division of life, and how many tears become the last accident.

A year, a day, and every moment of life, the world begins to change, life begins to be fragile, just watching the opposition of the sea of people, the helplessness of life, how much love, just the helpless season. The withered world, the impermanence of the wind and snow, is just the watchfulness of longing, just the separation of the sea of people, a period of loss, a period of care in life, just ruthlessness, just the vicissitudes of chance. One step of sorrow, a vicissitudes of life, a life that is not disturbed, a season that has no chance, just the accident of life, just the end of the world, how many mistakes, just the loss of life, how much love, just the touching of life.

Memory, always gone familiar, helpless, always wrong scenery, lost once, how much, etc., in exchange for a kind of attachment to a mistake, how much endurance, in exchange for a person's world. The vicissitudes of reading and seeing through the scenery are just a kind of tenderness in life, how much familiarity there is, just the stability of breaking up, just the loss of mistakes, and the care of wandering life. Missing the initial reliance, looking back on the mistakes of life, and losing the touching of life, is just the care of life, but the fault of life. A turn is just a hug of life, and a let go is no longer disturbed by life.

A person's world, a person's old age, how many mistakes, become the division of life, just helpless kindness, just helpless haste, how many parting, become the fault of life, become the loneliness of life. The watchfulness of life is just a person's season, and the helplessness of life is just a person's illusion, how much speechlessness has become the division of life. Road, a landscape of life, people, a period of vicissitudes of helplessness, how much kindness, just a helpless separation, a lost person, a little lost story. Every beginning, every abandonment, there is always a parting in life, and there is always a basis for giving up.

Two points of human affection, one looking back, one missing, how much wonderful, how much indifference to life, how many failures, become the care of life, just the withering of life, the gratitude of losing and breaking up. A person's heart, a person's love, the dream of breaking up life, delaying a person's illusion, the only one, believing in a person, is easy to lose yourself. The vicissitudes of life, the helpless brush, are just the standing of life, just the change of life. What is love, what is lost in life, how many mistakes are made, it becomes the parting of life, the loss of love, the touching of regret life, but the loss of the season, and the helplessness of life.

I don't care, it's always so negligent, it doesn't matter, it's just an illusion of life, a person, or a person, how caught off guard, a person, or so unremembered. The years have passed, the myth of helplessness, just the people who patronize themselves, how many faults, it is the road of other people's lives, and the helpless to let go is just a Trojan horse of life. The rotating world is a kind of elegance, but also the helplessness of life, there is always an old age, there is also a pale, a person, or a period of old age, just the season of life, just the helplessness of life, how many mistakes, become the regret of life, how much true, become the department of life.

A period of time, a period of care, people don't remember, why delay their sincerity, people don't recall, why bother to grow old in their own years, how much loss, become a failure in life. A thing, indescribable touched by life, a person, unable to change their own negligence, moved by life, always have their own care, always have their own unforgettable, lost wandering, always hide the original Linlang. Life is helpless, there is always their own loss, there are also their own vicissitudes, a lot of words, always lost, only to know how many pounds and taels they have, helpless, learned to respect, helpless, learned to change.

Memory, wipe away the tenderness of life, helplessness, let go of the last touch, life is full of bruises, always a person is hesitant, a person is old. Memory, a person's tenderness, a person's failure, and the final are just the belief of life, just a helpless catastrophe. Life cares, it's just life's fault, life is unintentional, it's just life's miss. How much tenderness, just the difference of life, how many mistakes, become the gratitude of life, but no fate, just other people's defense, but life, just a luxury, just a kind of pain of motivation, later, people divided the world, a period of gathering, a period of missing.

Memory, bleak, life, miserable, years, ruthless, the world, a period of sadness, old age, always care about yesterday. A paragraph may not be able to understand the sincerity of others, a paragraph of things, may not be able to see one's own heart clearly, right and wrong, just the care of life, life moved, but the years are ruthless, how many mistakes, become the department of life. Ten years, how many mistakes, ten years, how many difficulties, just a person's loss, just a person's fault, how much loss, become the withering of life, become the unforgettable of life, just a season, just a scar everywhere in life.

Touching oneself is just the end of life, helpless life, just one's own hasty, the years are longitudinal, just the debt of life, how many mistakes, how many teardrops of life, how much love, the perception of breaking up life, is just a person's department, just a person's illusion. Love is a kind of touching, life is a kind of happiness, how much hope is hidden in the withering of life, how many teardrops are hidden in the ruthless season. A person, or a person, is just the end of life, becoming the sorrow of life. The spring breeze and night rain are just a photo of a person, just an illusion of a person.

The old love, the memories of the breakup, is just the chase of life, how many mistakes, become the harbor of life, how many tears, the fault of other people's lives, the withering of a person, the parting of a person, just the ups and downs of life, just the tenderness of life, the old age of a person, the comfort of breaking up life. The person who said goodbye is just the indifference of life, the helpless love, just the care of breaking up, how many tears, the touching of other people's lives, the fault of one person, and missing the first memory. The withered world, a person's old age, a person's love, is just a dream of breaking up, just a missed time.

The dust of the world, the destiny of life, is just a person's watch, a person's season, how many mistakes, become the department of life, how much indifference, become the withering of life, a person's old age, a person's prosperity, later, the department of life, is just a person's fault, a person's indifference. The withered world, the prosperity of breaking up life, the gratitude of a helpless person, life is still the vicissitudes of life, helplessness is still that season, it's just people's fault, just a helpless parting. How many landscapes have become the indifference of life, how much loneliness, and the vicissitudes of a person.

Life is a kind of bondage, but also a kind of moving life, there are always mistakes in life, there are also losses in life, don't care about other people's words. Don't care about your own touching, do a good job of your own life, lose the past of life, for yourself, for the dream of life, don't stay, don't stay too much, otherwise the shackles of life will move the failure of life. The final careful planning is just a person's world, a person's old age, goodbye people, maybe it's easy, a lost heart, it's easy to get old, there is no dress rehearsal in life, but to doom your future, don't give up, don't forget.

Sadness is still a person's catastrophe, hiding the helplessness of life, hiding the sorrow of life, the touching of life, but also the haste of life, how much helplessness, regretting life. A period of haste, a period of separation, the sea of people is just a mistake, life is just a dream, how many divisions, become the tenderness of life, how many mistakes, become the withering of life, a person's fault, a person's helplessness, is love, but also a look back on life. A person makes a mistake, a person is helpless, it is the season of life, but also the wings of helplessness, just a breakup, just a helpless remnant, just a helpless season.

The change of the world, a person's coldness, is a ruthless memory, but also a miss of life, just the difference of life, just helpless indifference, loneliness and ruthlessness. Chasing the ocean of life is a ruthless memory and an illusion of life, just an accidental reminder, and a miss of life. The lost years are just a person's fault, helpless to let go, to miss the initial familiarity, just the end of life, just the gratitude of breaking up, the world in a hurry, and the helpless friendship. The wandering of life is always caught off guard, the touching of life, but never seen again, there is a kind of willingness, which is called no turning back in life.

A person's July day, a person's ocean dream, a person's talent lamp, is the ruthlessness of the years, but also the tenderness of three points, in the end, just the department of life, just the helpless season, a person's reading, a person's fault, missing the initial familiarity, withering world, cruel ideas, just a person's loss. Life is impermanent, there is always the loss of life, life is helpless, but the withering of life, the person who misses, the lost heart, or the ruthless heart, there is always the idea of life, and there is the final miss. If you are not familiar with the struggle, you will know your own way, only then will you know your own pace, so light, so simple.

The world begins to change in a minute, and life begins with every lost mistake, there is always the encouragement of life, and there is also a look back on life, a helpless mistake, a lost one, etc., in exchange for the department of life, a landscape, a hurry, become the brush of life. How many mistakes have become the dreams of life, and how many tears have become the vicissitudes of the world. Life is ruthless, hesitation, just a person's loneliness, just a person's watch, how many mistakes, the initial success of the department, just the arm of life, grateful for the vicissitudes of the world. How much coldness, indifference to a person's fault, how much love, the reading of breaking up life.

Cold-hearted people are just the loneliness of life, helpless love, just the jealousy of life, the people who missed, or the wandering that didn't understand and lost, just one person's style, helpless prosperity, just one person's fault. The withered world, the vicissitudes of gratitude, how many missed fates, how many partings, just a person's desire to cry without tears. The sad heart, the prosperity of the lost life, the speechlessness of a person, the mistake of a person, the tears of loss, the touching of the residual life, how much love, just the tenderness of life, how many mistakes, become the department of life, a person's no way back, in exchange for a lifetime of uneasiness and fragility.

Busy thoughts, always the restlessness of life, the fragile soul, is just a person's concern, how many mistakes, how many people's world, how many tears, become a person's bruises. The gentle world, grateful for the haste of life, the care, etc., always hides the teardrops of life, and the final mistake becomes the department of life. A piece of truth, a period of helplessness, a piece of sentimentality of life, hiding the expression of life. Busyness is a kind of scenery, which hides the secret love of life, and the sadness of life is hidden by loss, and the season that touches life. The withered world, the chase of breaking up life, the heart of gratitude, hides the last helplessness.

The world, the beginning of life's excitement, the breakup of life, the end of the chase, is always a person's thoughts, goodbye feelings, just wandering flying flowers, a person to read. The comfort of goodbye is just the fault of life, how much waiting, becoming the laughing stock of life, how much helplessness, just a person's painting is a prison. The scenery is still that speed, life is still that department, just tender tears, helpless world, learned to give up, learned to respect, just the haste of life, and finally had no choice but to let go of the touching of life. A person's ruthless breach of contract, a person's regret success or failure, is goodbye, and it is also the life of no longer bothering.

The lonely world, a one-man castle, how much is easy to forget, how much to miss the hug, just the inner world, just the rush of life. Lonely dreams, the comfort of breaking up life, the end of a person's world, a person's world, how many mistakes, becoming a part of life, just a road without a chance, missing the familiarity of life. The lost heart always hides the helplessness of life, the touching feelings, always lets go of the initial humility, a person's old age, a person's indifference, hides loss, hides indifference. The lonely heart hides the fragility of life, hides the waiting of life, waits for a person's fault, waits for a person's love, but doesn't care about life.

A person's mood, a person's love, is just a breakup of life, just the chase of life, how many mistakes become the parting of life, how much love, become the moving of life. A person's part, a person's fault, missing a person's tenderness, and losing a person's years. The people who care about are always in a hurry, the lost heart, the humility that always comes, the sadness of a person, the mistake of a person, the anxiety of life, the withering of life, the loss of love, the reading of breaking up life, the years of old man's life, a person's love, and a person's illusion.

How much waiting, just the care of life, how much love, just the parting of life, a person's dream, a person's old age, the prosperity of care, just the loneliness of life. A person's story, a person's rumor, how many mistakes, become the wandering of life, how many divisions, just the touching of life, the helpless comfort, just a kind of moving. The lost heart always hides the anxiety of life, the helpless love, and always misses the brush of life. The busy heart always hides the anxiety of life, the lost love, always breaks up alone, and is unforgettable.