There is a kind of sadness, inexplicable, love is a very wonderful story, and it is also a very magical past. There is a period of gratitude, but also a piece of old age, the world is like a game, only to know that the flowers bloom and fall, life is in a hurry, thousands of mountains and rivers, crowds of people, only to know that lovesickness is inescapable, only the bitter water of the mind can not be said, life into the painting, everything is fate. Love is in the eyes, dreams are in the fate, people are in the cold, flowers are in understanding, sadness, and the haggard Nantian of life is still unforgettable.

Infatuation is a period of ruthlessness, life is a kind of infatuation, but also a kind of dare to think, people dare not ask when they think, they only know when they lose, everything is fate, everything is waiting. The messiness of waiting, the helplessness of the injury, the haggard of people, and the staggering of the wind, only to know that the flowers bloom and do not remember, it is difficult, very difficult. The years have no trace, taking away the most beautiful sycamore of life, locking away the difficult to see each other for a lifetime, who cut it short, whose elegance, and the appearance of people's hearts and intestines again, wasting thoughts.

The world is big, life is wide, the road knows the horsepower, the wind and the moon are tears for wine, a glass of wine, a cup of life, this is the impermanence of flowers, this is the absence of years. Who is it, and who owes the cold wind to blow it? The bleak story, the beautiful sentences, and the world that I understand, the emotion of life, the wandering in my heart, but the untouchable feelings, who cut a person's time, who scraped away their own can not forget.

The road, go far and be easily injured, people, hurt and hate, only to know that there is no chance to write, who is it, who cut the elegance of a lifetime, who is it, miss the most beautiful years, a farewell to the beginning, a question of the year, only to know that the hurried unforgettable, the loss of a farewell year, is a scar, the anger of life is hidden in the deepest mind. The confusion of cutting out the short life, as well as the concern in the heart, the painting in the wind, the hazy haste, who is changing the appearance of the wind, who is making up the wandering of life.

Separate a door, listen to a person, the world is flying, life is running, who is it, and hurt a person's dream, who is it, cut the last dazed. Every time the pattern is opened, every time the door is closed, I know that love is not a person's haggardness, not a person's exhaustion, but unforgettable, but difficult to ink. I think of the beginning, in a hurry, you are the most beautiful person I know, you are the prosperity of the world, and I am now just a grain of cinnabar in the world, a dream.

Love, as if it is not a person's business, is too deep, will make yourself unforgettable, missing, is an indifferent melody, quiet love, let yourself be powerless, love, is unspeakable, dreams, is a life that cuts constantly, how much love, gone forever, how many dreams, lovesickness has no fate. A goodbye goodbye, an eternal eternity, written in a dream, you see the most difficult me, I see the most affectionate self.

How much fate does it take to fall in love with someone, understand a world, think of a person's dreams, hide in dreams, hide in your own world. Love other people's hearts, hurt their dreams, walk in the wind, hurt in their eyes, thin their own wings, still drifting at the top of the world, who cut my thoughts, cut off my tears. The drunkenness of tearing up, the world in my dreams, I have an indescribable self on the road I once had, a life I look down on, how many words, how many roads, it is still hard to forget, it is difficult to remember my former self.

Your beauty, my self, the person who broke my heart, what's wrong, it's still that thin self, the wings of life, love yourself, believe in yourself, what you lose will not come back. Waiting for a world, thinking of a self, only to know that the years have no trace, life has no fate, but that understanding, still in the depths of the heart, there are too many hazy, unspeakable worlds, incomprehensible life, who cut the last wait, love you for 10,000 years, and the so-called waiting, just know yourself who can't see clearly.

Only the wounded heart, still dripping blood, the indescribable taste, the pressure made me believe, in the end, the oath was gone, the love was scattered, the dream was broken, and I knew that everything was everything. The hazy world, there is a lonely heart, there is too much giving, too much sadness is hidden, do you think of my hardest tears, I inadvertently walked through your corner, and you have forgotten everything.

Thin wings, I have always believed in the steps of life, and you, do you remember my original appearance, do you understand my young innocence. Missing is a sentence, is it a person, or an unspeakable sentence, and you are far away, I can't see, I can't remember the original dream, love someone, hurt someone, and in the end only remains, you are gone, I am miserable, the separation of love, the parting of life, just promise to the end of never again, never again.

Cigarettes can't hide the appearance of love, clothes cover the dust of the years, and love is not the love of the past, and longing is not the agreement of the year. A lifetime of angry scolding, or a point of missing, there is always a silent, touching, intoxicating haze, hidden in the corner of the heart, there is a voice, called miracle, there is also a pessimism, called hard to remember, love, not not to say, not to wait, but indistinguishable time, intoxicating hazy, you hide in the eyes, I put it in my heart.

Right and wrong, there are always some I don't understand, people are polite, there are always some people who can't see through, love someone, not wait, not ask, but look at other people's smiles, and go to tears to write life. Wordless love, indescribable affection, hazy world, hiding too much thinness, you hide in my heart, I say in my own words, there are always some unforgettable, I can't say my own suffering, you are far away, I am very sad.

How high love is, no one knows, how far life is, no one sees, you may know that I will not fall in love with someone, but you don't know that I will shed tears for you. Lyrical life, there is a description, there is also a period of no fate, I care about myself, I am moved, and there is an unforgettable, in my heart, in my dreams, and you are my goodbye in this life, but also the wish of the next life, you understand me, I don't understand you, this is the deep and shallow, never to see again.

Looking back at Nanke, what is hidden in the deepest heart is unforgettable, what is hidden in the dream is never seen again, people can be lazy, but the eyes secretly go away, only to know that the edge is deep and shallow, just a kind of understanding, a kind of understanding that will never be seen again. Falling in love with someone, can't say it, waiting for someone, can't think through, your own life, or the exhaustion of missing, there are always some powerlessness, there are also some unbelievable, the world is like a game, and there is a difficult to understand, and there is also a feeling that cannot be forgotten.

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If you fall in love with a sad heart, you understand a world, and if you fall in love with a piece that you don't know, you know your emotions, and what you say doesn't count. People who are sad have an explanation, and there is also an unforgettable, intoxicating thoughts, tears of longing, love that they see clearly, I don't know where they went, intoxicating forgetfulness, I don't know what to do. The rest of the endgame is just two tears, a wounded heart, a helpless soul, the loneliness of shuttling through the sea of people, you hide in the wind, I hide in tears.

Romantic life, there is a kind of beauty, but also some imagination, the thoughts of life are the thinness of fate. Promise, the left is a single shadow, the right is the separation of love and hate, who is it, cut the last thoughts, who divides the pattern of life, a goodbye, an eternity, every word you say, everyone I wait, is a goodbye in life, never see each other in life, so nostalgic for the original miss, and now, just a minute of missing, a whole day of tears.

Falling in love with someone who doesn't love you, you can't see you again, you can't wait forever, you can only wait, wait empty, wait for a scar, wait for a helplessness, wait for a person who will never see you again and can't sleep. The story of holding hands has gone to the silent world, and I, hidden in the dream, still have an incomprehensible understanding, do you remember, remember my initial picture, and I, no longer the former me, you, have been hidden in the depths of my heart.

Fate, how far, life, how difficult, missing is a thin sentence, you can't see my deepest tears, I can't read your shallowest dreams. A cherished, a forever, I don't know the thinness of the world, I don't understand the emotions of life, and you have been hidden in my mind, hidden in my deepest mind. The world is so big, sad is too serious, I am touched by you, I am helpless to myself, I have my ignorance, you have your hope, and I am in a hurry.

One person's rivers and lakes hide too many stories, two people's landscapes, too much helplessness, a pattern, a sadness, and a love that can't be seen again. There is no dress rehearsal in life, and there is no chance of goodbye, and you are the most beautiful ever, sad me, painstakingly waiting, just waiting for a legend that will never be seen again, just waiting, waiting and waiting, thinking and thinking, only to know that it is better to love you than to love yourself.

There is a kind of sadness, there is also a kind of helplessness, the rehearsal of life, your own suffering, your ignorance, it is my whole world rain, my helplessness, I hope your smile is at me. The world is so big, the sadness is so fast, and you, still in my mind, my tears, you can't see the truest person, my true feelings, you can't read the deepest dreams, in this life, you are at the end of the world, I am close at hand, and the tears and rain are divided into the rivers and lakes in a hurry.