There is a kind of wounding in the heart, there is also a kind of unforgettable, longing is indescribably unforgettable, it is life, it is pessimism, and there is a kind of withering, there is always intoxication in life, there is also helplessness, and I have learned to be tired. The night is not a person's evening, sad thoughts, helpless hearts, there is always a loneliness, and a sadness, say if, think if, just a helpless pattern, open a heart door, close a self, wind and snow, just an unforgettable season, and the night of dreams, the air of life, there is an invisible, there is also a lonely life of old age.

Love, unspeakable, love, regretful love, missing is just a frequency, there is no goodbye in life, saying day and night, is just a miracle, but also a heartbreak, the hard bones of life are always unforgettable, but also pessimistic. Feel the paleness of your heart and write the true meaning of life, only to know that behind the sadness, one person walks, and one person separates. Love is a kind of waiting, but also a kind of helplessness, every night's sadness, always can't be said, can't be written, the romance of love, the transience of longing, just a person, a word to bear.

How much awakening, bearing the night meteor, how much helplessness, delaying their own re-appointment, life is like a dream, so unforgettable, saying a believe, believing a goodbye, just the familiarity of life, not the taste of speaking. Feeling life, there is too much emotional loss in finances, there is no dress rehearsal in life, and there is no belief in one's own, saying that it is forever, but it is hidden in the heart, said in the eyes, can not see through, and cannot be said to be a world.

Sad emotions, hurt a heart, drunk a world, only to know that I am so simple, the sadness of life is so difficult, fragile and simple, easy to lose. The soul seems to no longer speak, it has lost the true meaning of life, how ridiculous it is, just a goodbye, life is not fatal, and the sincerity of the continuation is no longer seen, only to know that it is difficult to look up and change.

Say a word, move a person, wait for a lifetime, or helpless, just a sadness, a withered sadness, can't meet, can't see again, said a believe, believe in an eternity, this life is not easy, the next life is just a legend. Flowers bloom and fall, a past, a withering, believe or lose, occasionally you can ask, goodbye, never see again, is it lost, or unforgettable, only to know that the red dust is too cold, lovesickness is not easy.

The humility of love, the haggard of sadness, a person feels the elegance of the world, only to know the sadness of the wind and the withering of prosperity. If you miss it, you will know that you are helpless, and if you lose, you will know that you are sad, there is no goodbye in life, and it can't be forever, just a goodbye, or that helpless pattern. There is a person hidden in the heart, in the heart, in the dream, there is a kind of understanding, there is also a kind of loneliness, the sadness of not knowing, the sadness of not knowing, life seems to be just a belief.

There is a kind of waiting, there is also a kind of dream, in the night, in the tears, in the look back of life, every smile of yours is the true meaning of life, every goodbye of yours is the eternal belief of the long, the thought is haggard, or the dream of no fate, just a talking goodbye. The past is red, it's broken, it's just a joke, it's a fate, it's just a wait, only to know that it's hard to believe, love to go haggard, life has learned to be embarrassed, and missing is a wandering without a cause.

Unforgettable words, hidden in the heart, unforgettable people, hidden in dreams, sincere willingness, or no chance to meet, are all the same feelings, missed, is a lifetime of no fate. Flowers bloom and fall, life is impermanent, a lifetime is not far away, but I missed the most true heart, the farthest person. People come and go, just a word of belief, people come and go, just a helpless, if you can be willing, or willing to love, the embarrassment of love, so that the heart learns to cry, but also learns to smile.

Falling out of love is a kind of sadness, but also a kind of unforgettable, people wait, a sentence is hurt, a sentence is separated, it is ruthless when it is far away, and it is sad when it is close. There is no dress rehearsal in life, there is no miracle, only one loneliness, closing a door, only to know that the world has changed, life has changed. Miss the person you love the most, close the true feelings of life, think of youth, think of the soul, say simple and simple, don't care about the happiness of goodbye, just can't see the twilight of life, you are the only truth, you are the only love, happy heart, or sad the most true person.

In a sad life, you always need some encouragement, but also some love, tears of longing, every time you speak, you will make yourself bruised all over the place. missed the first kiss goodbye, only to know that unforgettable is so sad, life is still so inadvertent, missed, is fate, is scattered, is goodbye. Life is so hard, unspeakable love is easy to get separated, and life that can't be seen through is easy to be embarrassed.

There are unforgettable, there are memories, fragments of the past, the door of life, every window, there is a kind of understanding, there is also a kind of unforgettable, saying a goodbye, thinking of an eternity, it seems that life can not be chosen, can not be forever, only to know that the world is unpredictable, a miss, is a lifetime of unforgettable, love is eternal, life is sad, reincarnation can be believed, but in this life, just a smile, since then become a strange passerby.

Every passing, every sadness, is a withering night, the helplessness of life, the sadness of rubbing shoulders, and the helplessness of smiling at the end. Losing is also a virtue, getting, is also a kind of care, what a ridiculous love, making people embarrassed and hurt. I feel that there is a goodbye in life, but I can't say it forever, I thought about it, I asked and asked, only to know the sadness of the world, the withering of life, I wrote a helplessness, spent a life, and finally missed it.

When you lose, you know that you can't do anything, and when you get it, you know that life is so fragile, crying is simple, love is scattered, and life is far away. The quietness of love, the helplessness of waiting, the longing is a kind of exhaustion, life is a kind of haggardness, but also a kind of helplessness, when I think of your initial picture, and you, a sentence starts, slowly go away, never to see again. The way of speaking is still so simple, and the smiling face, hiding the only drawing scroll, the method of waiting is starting to tire me out.

When you lose it, you know that you are so unsatisfactory, and when you get it, you know that love is not a person's final say. Wind and snow, just a goodbye, life is not fate, just a life that I don't know, feel yourself, or understand sadness, unspeakable scenery, miss the only experience, only to know that the lines are not the fate of a person. Heart-warming words, go far, see clearly, the world begins to change, life begins to be helpless.

Open a door, walk through a person, tears can't stop, the wind can't wait, the world can't change, only to know sadness, missing, is also a kind of withering. Love walks in the heart, but also a kind of haggard, there is always a kind of inadvertent in life, missing the most beautiful familiarity, the beauty of haggard life, the sadness of lovers, the exhaustion of life, there is a kind of helplessness, but also a kind of haggard sadness poignant.

I don't know if I was so serious, I was so moved, the only picture, the sad truth, the confession hidden in my eyes, or a kind of drifting. The look back of love is just the embarrassment of life, the courage of a person, hidden in the world of all sorrows, the only picture, the hurt is hard to believe, only to know that it is secretly difficult to forget. To love someone, or to wait for someone, the haggard of missing, the helplessness of waiting, is just a silent permission, in my heart, in my dreams, in a world I don't understand.

Love is a kind of helplessness, waiting is a kind of injury, there is a kind of sadness, which has not yet been spoken, and a sentence is separated, and the fate of this life is ruined. If, I say if, I can believe again that there is no turning back in life, still holding hands and walking into the future, saying goodbye, thinking about forever, the mood at this moment can still protect my most beautiful seriousness. There is a kind of loneliness in life, there is also a kind of withering, how haggard life is, and how much tiredness, but as long as there is a kind of love, it will not swerve until death.

Everyone has a time of longing, and there is also a time of helplessness, when love is scattered, only to know that the world has changed, life is scattered, and only then can I know that tears are broken. Longing for a person's walk-in, how far away, waiting for a person's return, how hard to believe, only to know that love is just a sentence, to say for a lifetime. The lover's eyes say goodbye, but his inner world can't say his eternal promise.

Loss is a dream, but also an ideal, looking back on the past, unbearable, the withering of the wound, the bitter worry, the miss is just a kind of missing. I regret it, I have lost, I have missed, I have passed by, there is no goodbye in life, it is just an indescribable eternity, only one fate is missing, only one dream is missing. Thousands of years later, the years have passed, three lives and three lives, I have said it thousands of times, but it is just in vain, in the end, it is also the life of no longer seen, and in the end, it is also the fate of life.