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The roses in front of the window are on the verge of withering, but they are still like fire, and the clock in front of the window has also left a crooked, turned back life by stopping the outside world of Qin......

It's like this every time, every time it doesn't reach the end, and it can't be a complete end. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The rose, with her head bowed shyly, wandered around the crowd, dodging her figure, her thorny body, unable to find the slightest room to maneuver

Just get lost in the sound of your own footsteps

The years seemed to have stood still for a moment, and now the residue on the rubble was rolling off with the traces of the water.

There is no beginning and no end, life is endlessly advancing in the vastness, every fragment of my love is pale and powerless, and I don't know how long it has been, I began to miss those stories that are endless but still have to be told, a glimmer of the past, and after gaining insight into the joys and sorrows of the world, I still shouted "long live" generously

I didn't read too much of it, and there was only one very bland sentence that was not a reality that you and I could understand, but it was still the same.

The dust and roses that spread all over the ground are still advancing, not for anything else, but only for the unwavering love, who can say clearly, ...... now and after the end. Therefore, I firmly believe in the phrase "only the strong can go through life", what does he mean by "strong"? Strong, brave, wise, and enterprising people are still ......

The chain of life is shining on the side of life, the side of death is dark, too many dialogues are pale and weak, no one can tell clearly, who is right and wrong, no one can tell, but on the contrary, what must be broken in a short life? Slowly you will realize that now it is no longer like the clouds of the past, but a real terrible, non-stationed, stone-fenced bridge.

For the life flowing under this bridge, a life that doesn't know where to go and work hard, in the endless place to find yesterday's Gillian, all this is too unrealistic, innocent, innocent age is there, that can be sought but not met love, the innocent girl is returning to the original place, but the time is geometric, can the flowers under the sun be eternal, not clear is the strangest, and you are standing here, leaving a half-wisp of clouds in a careless place, keeping is sometimes the best way, I dare not say, who is right and wrong, Adults have the temperament of adults, villains have the demeanor of villains, dwellers have their own dwellings, and wise men have the profundity of wise men, however, the five-color glorious life, but also has different abundant brilliance, and now I find that there are too many happiness around me.

It is only in its ephemeral bright color that it can be said that it has lived and has come.

In the past when there is no present, who keeps asking, the Cangsang of the world, the ancients carved a deep imprint for us, the year added a few drunken memories for us, condensed memories, all rushed into the sea in an instant, it seems to echo the forward, the mood at the beginning, and there is no nostalgia in the depths of memory.

It will be over - it is over.

A lot of things are not important, the important thing is to go your own way now and let others say it!!

Happy and unhappy, the rose makes the end at the forefront, and now there is nothing, think about the past, now it is the same, people are a kind of origin.

Lightning, meteors, sparks, spring water, fallen leaves, spring red、......

And, there's, you and I--