When a person grows up, a word is sad, how many roads, powerless, how many mistakes, sad one's heart, looking at people with affection, helplessness in the sea of people, how much understanding, just a mistake in life, how much love, just a helplessness in the sea of people, how much to understand.

Looking back on time, it is just an illusion, waiting for a loss, the only grievance, the only illusion, how many ups and downs, how much understanding, embrace your own loss, let go of the final parting, a person's only, a person's fault, the grievance of missing love.

Thin thoughts, the rotation of love, after the prosperity, just a burst of sadness, the only mood, the only mistake, missed the withering of love, the only loss, the only withering, just the withering of the heart.

Missing too many tears, losing too many grievances, a lonely heart, bearing the blessings of the sea of people, how much to understand, how much to explain, just a person's embarrassment, and later loss, just a blessing helpless, read in a hurry.

The slim heart, the blessing of the afterlife, the feeling of a person's wandering, only to find that extravagance is a tragedy, longing is a kind of injury, how much indifference, missing the blessing of the sea of people, how much touching, losing a person's cherishment.

Inspire a person's talent, strive for a person's mood, persistent road, always so clear, always so sad, looking back on the ups and downs of time, read a understanding, how many roads, just the perception of missing, how many mistakes, just wrong.

Blessing is just an explanation of mood, perception, just a kind of restraint of wandering, how much comprehension, how much loss, a kind of parting of the sea of people, two helpless injuries, looking back on time, a bumpy life.

Time is a kind of sadness, but also an illusion, how much encouragement, how much illusion, is the human heart, but also cherished, how much parting, how much suffering, just the regret of missing, just the hurt of reading.

A pattern, a kind of helplessness, how much hurt, how much indifference, after the prosperity, it is just the withering of thoughts, just the blessing of life, feeling a heart, reading a person, and seeing through a past.

Who's eyes hide too many stories, whose dreams hide too many grievances, whose past is just a kind of prosperity in the sea of people, a kind of understanding in the sea of people, and a kind of understanding of life.

Love, missing, you are the only true, the only fault, such a mistake, the hurt of reading, the fate of missing, each other's hearts, just the door of the heart of the dream, knocking on the blessing of a lifetime.

A phone call, a message, how much indifference, how many grievances are hidden, a lonely mentality, an expression of sadness, a kind of mistake, a kind of extravagant hope, how much hurt, just a blessing and parting in life.

There are a lot of hardships on the road, a lot of dreams in my heart, how many extravagant hopes, too much loneliness, too many grievances, too many heartbreaks, the world is changeable, life is impermanent, give yourself a loss, let yourself know a better self.

A person, in a word, a life to understand, is a concern, is a blessing, is a desire, but also the understanding of time, how much to explain, the last parting and two wide, each helpless, read the hurt in the heart.

A blessing, an understanding, a feeling, a retrospective, time is a kind of understanding, but also a kind of understanding, how much missed, how much lost, the heart of understanding, too late to speak.

Mood and understanding, loneliness and eyes, a person's growth, a person's perception, looking back on the ups and downs of time, understanding the mood, how many blessings, how many explanations, how many helplessness in life.

The heart of feeling, the love of reading, the understanding of looking back on time, how much disappointment, how many illusions, love is a starting line that cannot be seen clearly, and it is also a distance that cannot be hoped for, looking back is parting.

The sad story, helpless to read, the hurt is just a kind of tears, the heartache has become a kind of longing, how much strangeness, has become a parting, how much bitter water, has become the last dispersion, the heart of reading, has become the humility of time.

The only thing that I miss, the mood of reading, the feeling of parting, a person's persistence, a person's belief, how many mistakes, how many grievances, just the ups and downs of life, just the sweetness and sourness of the heart, is hurt, and is also parting.

The only truth, the only love, the only understanding, the cherishing of the heart, the expression of life, a blessing, a kind of understanding, how much hurt has become tears, and it has become a wordless ending.

Time is a bumpy journey, but also a kind of expression of no fate, the hurt of reading, is the human heart, is the broken understanding, but also the final disappointment, missed love, the expression of pay, and finally becomes the fate of harm.

A once, how much love has been missed, one has lost, how much parting has been understood, and it is just a luxury of life, a moment of gain and loss, just a kind of reading of life, a sad relationship, and a kind of longing.

Looking back on time, it is just a kind of reading of life, looking back and understanding, it is just the feeling of listening, time is a kind of understanding, but also a kind of explanation, a kind of relief, and a kind of lie.

Missing makes people helpless, reading makes people hurt, lonely heart, a send-off, a persistence, looking at people with love eyes, helplessness in the sea of people, sadness in reading, the story is always so indifferent, and the hurt is always so withering.