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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