He her
I've met a lot of people who look like it
We also greet every morning with a cold glow
In this life, I want to be able to save everyone in my memory
Only fantasize that his and her good things are your past
It is destined that we are all going our own different paths
After a short period of intersection, there is a long journey of separation
Last night I dreamed that we were partying all night
I want to be as tireless as I was at the beginning
Eyes that can't be closed
Smoking a lonely right-handed cigarette
The silent heart began to grow hot
Like the rushing waves that I longed for when I was a child
Look at the time in the distance clearly
There are many people standing on the river with yellow sand
There are also people who stop in the snow
Someone stopped in the wind-blown grass low paradise
Others are nostalgic for their warm hometown
Just thinking quietly like that, dreaming
Friend, are you still listening?
"You are my unfinished poem" he and her are in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,
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