Dye half a drop of acacia, remove the beginning of the dawn, reminisce about the tears of the evening, is it late to wait, or to laugh fast, all the destined, disappeared yesterday, all the lifeblood can not get rid of the mood of the end of the world, the direction of the world, can not find their own place, and the acquaintance at this moment is scattered in the tactful stay. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Caring about right and wrong, waiting for is not persistence, but bright words of greetings, simple drifting, unable to tell the confusion of the mood, and the direction of the moment, quietly left the tactfulness of the mood, can not wash away the beauty of yesterday, no chance to continue to walk out of today's glory, and the sad scene, drawn in the heart, quietly into the warm you.

Is it the beginning of a dream, or the spread of tears, the continuous truth can't change the transformation of the lie, and the parting of the mood quietly walked into the edge of tears, step by step lovesickness, tactful confusion, stepping into the sky, came to the cape of parting, and a while, there is no moon in the dream of tears and lovesickness.

Gently arranged, how much, dreams are the future, my heart is still wandering, time is hurrying away, my heart is crisscrossing thousands of loves, how many can come back, the departure of a figure, the tactfulness of two lovesickness, is the embankment of tears and rain, or the other side of the mood, this is a road without song and sound, and the picture on the road cannot erase the words of the encounter.

The heavy rain is approaching, the sad cold wind has entered the spread of thoughts, the turmoil of love has always been intoxicating obsession, when the wrong taste of analysis comes from the perception at the time, it is the operation of the heart, or the condolences of tears, walking in the vertical and horizontal line of the scenery, you and I meet, but it is destined without fate, this is your luck, but also my life.

The emotion in my heart, the unforgettable understanding, the arrangement of the fallen leaves, the destiny of God, your route, I am just an episode, I am a simple drift, but I remember you in the years of a lifetime, this is a light, prosperity is gone, the beautiful future because of you, give memories, let me have a wonderful life, and lose the heart of goodbye.

There are wounds in the words, who will understand, there are traces of thoughts, who can understand, all the lovesickness has traces, what kind of words can make up for the dispersion of the mood, whether it is really heart, whether the lovesickness pays too much, or the tears do not work at all, can not change the distance of departure, can not correct the tactfulness in the heart.

The sad picture, the mood that can't wait, the words that can't be separated, the spread of lovesickness, or the distance of tears, everything has entered the heart, around yesterday, but today has changed a lot, and the current emotion, a lot of analysis can not tactfully deal with yesterday's response, can not change the mood of confusion.

It's not that simple, the thoughts are always so tactful, and the cycle of tears never takes into account the others on the road, is the beginning of the dream, or the farewell of the mood, all the lovesick tears, a piece of lovesickness, connected in the heart, spread around, but can not use the warmth of the heart to see through yesterday's words.

The love of fate, the destined love, all the encounters, the greetings on the acacia picture, the progress after the tears, is the dream to give the memory, or the opportunity given yesterday, leaving the tactfulness of the words, inseparable from the frequency of thoughts, the bell of time is quietly coming, and the change of mood is still what is wrong in the past, what kind of words, can make up for the tears of the past, it is a hollow waiting, but there is a period of persistent time, that unforgettable landscape, with a beautiful mood, exuding today's temptation, is the hurt to pay, is the sense of understanding, all the persistence, are measured by heartbeat。

Acacia is true, waiting is love, confession is true, words are poured out in time, time together, accompanied love, walking in the heart, floating outside, feeling magical, beautiful music, drunken scene of love, beautiful prosperity, so wonderful fragments.

My tears, my heart, accompanied by lovesick memories, my giving, my words, stay in the place of waiting, the end of the world without tears, disappear in the cape of the sky, and the mood at this moment, there is no warmth, the words at this moment, that can still find a warmth.

Leaving the picture, walking into the acacia, and the tears at this moment did not wait, but spread in the heart, and fell on the earth, the heart in place, the simple noise, can not linger in the past scene, and the tactfulness of the words, the spread of deeds, in the heart, in the lovesickness, the pouring of tears, can not wash away the past yesterday.

You are mine, I am affectionate because of you, the feeling of breaking the dream, the tears of the broken heart, all the drunk, the constant hope, I can't think of the future, I can't see yesterday, and the pain of the mood can't cover up the once giving, the gathering of words, the can't save the picture of the past, step by step for the past, lovesick tears, persistent words, gather you and me, spread my heart, and recall this life.

Your heart, my tears, the road you gave, the acacia I paid, we all change for the place, we all find the direction because of time, I am your way, you are a step in my life, my dreams, because of you, circulating, my tears, falling because of you, my heart because of you changed the direction of the words, I think you will be drunk, waiting for you to cry, lovesick for you, looking at yesterday today, time to recall the words, place and cherish deeds, because of the walk, because of the gathering, because of the time arrangement, because of the heart, and the tactfulness of the mood, can not play the song of the words, and the swing of the shadow, the opening of the mood, the departure of the dawn to fight for the meeting.

Giving, waiting, mood, words, reunion, clutch, are all for tears, are all for lovesickness and paving, and the tactfulness of the mood can not tell about yourself on the road, the arranged road, the waiting tomorrow, because of the gathering and change, because of the words and waiting, everything, waiting time, the place of change, and the love, the heart is still beating, the feeling is still thinking.

Wiping away tears, can't wipe away lovesickness, leaving memories, can't keep words, waiting for time, but can't reinterpret the former place, all the arrangements, the wandering of the mood, the tactful parting, changed you and me, turned the parting of the mood, and the reunion of tears, for you, for me, for the future waiting.

In a word, a lifetime, a love, a piece of truth, a person's dedication, a heart's waiting, a simple encounter, but let a person reminisce about a lifetime. All the destined, a small fate, the fate is in the heart, the part is tears, and the tears in the heart are all paid by the picture of the past, because the heart is feeling, and the tears are flowing.

The truth of dreams, the knowledge of words, the clutch of reunion, the destining of everything, the parting of fate, simple songs, but there are memories of people, and the change of mood, because of a person's words, let this life recall, because of the gathering of words, because of the spread of deeds, let the inner movement, began to have a cycle of tears.