Look down on the sun and the moon, look at the years near the heart door, is the spring no longer back, or the tears can not find the taste of the past, a page of spring Ze flipped through the prosperity of the past, one step at a leisure, shook the perception of teardrops, when the words are approaching, when the time is quietly approaching, what is drunk, what tears, thinking is the tears of the heart, thinking is the taste of infatuation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The north wind arrives, the sky is small, the sky is described, the smallpox tears are written, the lovesickness falls, the sadness of the lovesickness is avoided, but the thin acacia is to gather, is the favor of the breeze, or the condolences of the season, the warm years have been always, so simple and fast, boundless love, the sense of truth, and a period of injury, the fragility of the traces can not withstand the picture.

White autumn moon shadow, drunk to ask the world tears, in the morning of the years to see the tears of the lovesickness, walking in the evening of the world can not find the companionship in the dream, the sadness in the heart has a mournful road but can not see the strings of the missing, there is a song, the line is broken and can not compose the sincere intention, tears stained red dust, lovesick scenes, how much love waiting for a heart, how much true illusion of love.

Autumn moon white, miss the truth, feel goodbye tears, who looks at the heart, the line of love is connected with the depth of the scene, the language of the dream has the love of waiting, when the oriental heart blowing guest does not return, speechless to pour out tears goodbye, talk about a song in the heart of the dream, do not see the years of accompaniment, ask a teardrop of the year, can not see the sadness of the heart, the vast life, just an inch, there is a true and false heart.

The autumn moon is looking for the heart, when the sunset is in, the long reading, the tears are long, the taste of the cycle or the single is a beautiful melody, the free and easy burning of the text is in the north of the heart, and the tactfulness of the carved scene walks in the warm south.

Where is the true love, the tears of farewell are beautiful in the heart, the charming sunshine is wonderful because of the happy navigation line, the tactful reading is the teardrop you give, when the tears are found, when the dream is goodbye, and the forgotten autumn soul, as well as the injected years, the sound is leisurely, the curtain is read, don't be in the heart, and feel in the corner where you once met.

When the verdant thoughts are engraved in the confused dance, when the intoxicating tears fall under the warmth of fate, the night is broken, and the remnants of the years are asked, and they can't find the road of the long love and the true sea, and they can't see the sad dreams of Nan Wunan, and when the carved face does not belong to themselves but belongs to the thoughts of the past, they perceive that parting is to write dreams.

On the seventh day of July when the face is hidden, crying and tears are in the line, judging in other feelings, breaking the feeling in the heart, and the payment of missing changes the appearance of the mood, the years are approaching, the years are sad, let the breeze open the chain mail of the heart, and write a bright brilliance in the fate of that cape, and become the guardian of the tears of the heartless to pour out the distance.

The shadow of the Oriental Building is like a dream, the night rain is around the years, the landing of walking, the heart of seeing, the clouds of listening, the scenery on the ground has the dream of my heart, the thoughts in my heart are accompanied by tears, the years in the dream are the steps of the past and in the corner of no destined, the end of the world that disappears in my heart is the cape you can't see.

Endless feather coat song, walk in the heart, look at the scene, think quietly, forget the heart of the tears have declined, into the Chinese New Year road is far away, fluttering heart carved in the clouds, faint words carry the heart of the field, the sketch of a single light, can not describe the fate in the heart, write out the destined parting, is the heart is wrong, is the love falls, the heart rises in the dream, the love is true before the tears.

Intoxicating dreams, waving thousands of miles to the south, looking at the autumn wind and breaking off, the poignant and desolate heart is dyed in the city tower of love. The drunken soul in the night of the lovesick city said goodbye to the direction of the teardrops, is to ask, is to seek, is destined to be destined in the sense of tears to have a similar destiny, when the thoughts float outside the heart, warm into the cold mood, what else in the heart of the tears can pour out the taste of lovesickness.

Listening to the posture of the clouds, the heart of the light fragrance has warmth but has been in the deeds of the cold, the water goes east, the tears are answered, looking back at the thoughts, the shallow tears, the deep lovesickness is accompanied every day, it is rare to see at night, the simple tears are true, the lovesickness spectrum is true, the heart is really sad in the unfortunate thing, and there are destined tears have been circulating for time to accumulate the coldness of the heart.

The cold wind is drunk, a few people go back, back and forth to the lovesick heart, go to the thoughts will never be, the thoughts of waiting are tactful in the beautiful night, the words gather tears and rain to ask, the deeds are tearful, the feeling of the heart is the sadness of the thoughts, the feeling is difficult in front of the eyes, the sadness is in the heart of the field, the heart of the road has been asking yesterday, the traces of the fall have been silent today.

The falling water of Tianchi drips in my heart, depicting the taste of scars, nurturing beautiful feelings, the acacia that falls in the sky is accompanied by the tears of the cape, and the heart of the end of the world has been recalling the past encounters, since then, the farewell, falling in tears, the feeling since then, broken in the heart, when the words are lost, the deeds are broken, when the memories are gone, the traces appear.

Don't ask in your heart, don't answer in tears, reply with a simple smile, because the reminiscence at this time will become the previous lovesickness, there is nothing else, the separation is still gathering, the tears of scattered tears can continue to wash out the taste of lovesickness, and the fate of the fate has since disappeared around the part, the part is not in the heart but in the scene, the edge is in the heart and has been warm that piece of wounded traces.

The opportunity to meet in the night hangs, the tears are answered in the cape of lovesickness, the blessings sent are written in the company of love, the road is asked, the hope of the words is felt, the road is not in the heart and the seeking, the hope is not the thought, leaving the peace of the words, writing the sincere gift, when the light goes, when the scenery changes, and the persistent heart has been warm to the once met.

The heart goes to the present, the tears go to the ancients, today's tears wash away yesterday's gathering, yesterday's encounter has become today's traces, beware of the feeling of affection, tears ask for sound, love is lost in the truth, sound in the fate of nothing, slowly swim in the helpless prosperity, the dream of the heart can not describe the movement in the tears, it is the words in the heart, but can not say the gathering and dispersion of thoughts.

Tears do not see the words of the four seasons parting line, thinking about the past scene when the court, feeling in the edge of the love, the love in the heart, that is destined, that is clear, are all with a clear youth to describe the heart, depict the future of the memory, when the words are approaching, when the deeds dye the heart, the people in the heart accompany the current words, the current people become the thoughts of companionship.

Acacia stains clothes and tears, wanders away and gathers fate, and it is difficult for people to read it, and they should keep their hearts and look forward to many years. A touch of touching drunk, gently tearful, a little lovesick tears, meet tactfully carved heart, geometric unforgettable memories of people, people go, I am waiting, waiting for the traces of the heart can not be changed, people come, I am changing, changing the tears of thought continue to bear the taste of lovesickness.

A cup of good fate is intoxicated with red dust for a lifetime, feeling the feeling, thinking and asking, reading words, the night disappears in the heart of the world, the dawn of the day walks in front of the cape, and the sky does not answer, the thoughts of the question can not meet the tears, lovesickness, red dust tears, dyed the love of the heart, tears can not make the feeling disappear, but will be more superimposed on the warmth of the heart.

The peach blossoms dye the heart of the catkins flying, the lonely cold bypasses the warmth and sorrow, gives up the autumn wind to ask the year, and does not think about the current scenery. The drunkenness of the tide and the cold heart ignites the position of the distraction, depicts the beautiful lovesickness spell, the city with a love, injects the feeling of farewell to you and me, the feeling is asked in the separation, don't get up in the heart, the question is the scar, the other is the tears.

All countries are close at hand, the heart is rising, carving dreams and looking at the cliff mountain, not dying the heart in the wind for a long time, and crossing the time with the truth does not know people. A line of empty tears confesses a heart of lovesickness, a step of departure to the scars that cannot fix the heart, is a wound, is a mistake in destined, is a dream, is really fate, fate in the heart, part in the tears.