Drifting lonely hearts, with regrets, but missing every minute and second, I don't know the sky and the earth. Green, fat, red and thin, I can't see through it, I can't put it down. Time is illusory, and on that day, I had a dream. said that I was ruthless, but I also had love, rolling red dust, going south and north, and the road I set foot on, no one noticed, no one missed, and I had already left. Ups and downs, days pass, days pass, muddy, a person in a daze. Can't find expectations, can't find expectations, can't find them. The verdict of time has forgotten me in this dark world. I can't sleep every day, and every time my fate makes people a habit, I can't bear it. I never thought that there was still expectation, I never thought that someone was waiting for me to appear, and I left with her, without doubt.

I met you, it was my fate, and I didn't want to change it. I met you, at this best age, and it was an incredible miracle of life. When I met you, the previous haze disappeared, and my heart was warm, and I understood that every day is not easy. What would I have done if I hadn't met you? Will anyone want to love me? Will anyone always want to take advantage of me?

Think about it carefully, think about it seriously, you have always been in my heart. With gray hair and wrinkled skin, I think I'll have to wait after all. Don't think about it, it's unforgettable. The red dust is like a dream, not forgotten, not lamented, but missed. The nightly self-misses make it difficult for me to sleep. There is always something missing, always something to worry about. Looking up at the moon, the night was deep, and it was also in a daze. Looking for the stars, it is also confused, I can't find it. I'm stupid, I'm stupid, two out of three people I've seen say that. You call me stupid, you say I'm stupid, you're always cute. I miss, I pray, I can't sleep every night in a daze. There is a person with profound meaning, I can't say what is important to her, but I feel that there are many, many things to say to her, and I always want to say it, but I can't say a word.

Looking forward to three lives and two lives, meeting you is my fate. The previous things have been gone, and now and in the future, I will live a more wonderful life, because you are with me. It's not because I'm lonely that I miss you, but because I miss you. You didn't understand it well, you only knew that I used my willfulness to explore my naivety, which deepened my blind and impulsive love. hurt you, I also have my own opinion, bury and dissipate, and let time pick up a conversation. It is difficult to understand a person, but there will always be a harvest with hard work. Loving someone is very simple, as long as you accompany you without regrets. I used to be so stupid to hurt you in a wayward way, causing you to burst into tears and locking your heart. Every time I miss it, your heart is always regretful, always painful, always silently unhappy, you think I will understand. There are as many expectations as there are disappointments. I don't really understand what it means to love someone, that's responsibility, that's unwavering care, that's strong shoulders. Like most boys, I thought I knew how to love, and I thought I was doing the right thing. Didn't find it, didn't understand it, this is willfulness, this is not really going to warm the girl's heart. I have suffered, and you have gone through it with me, although you have always loved my little bargain and have never changed. But in the season when I was most hurt and wanted to be with someone the most, you appeared, bringing me moisturizing rain and dew, so that my heart was no longer dry and indifferent. Aside from the rest, there is still a lot to do in the ocean of feelings, and I can never relax. A good girl will become an angel, and a good boy will become an angel's husband.

It's easy to fall in love, but it's hard to meet. The person you met was because you looked back at her thousands of times in your previous life, which is the Buddhist Zen principle. Since I met you, we have grown together, and little bits and pieces have happened together. Two parallel lines that could not have intersected intersected in this way, no matter how true and credible science is, anything is possible in a world of love. In the vast sea of people, I just met you, this is my miracle. It's a miracle to be with me all the time. It's a miracle that you're so cute. Your presence saved me from the dire space, you say the unreal is the most fascinating, you say how good I will be to you. How undetermined your cleverness is, I only realized when I met you that the original world view would also collapse, a one-month probationary period. Your self-inflicted cleverness will only work for me, it seems like your mother, but I know that you will also be stupid sometimes, until the big fool doctor I understand that you always need a safe and warm shoulder to give you a sense of security. You will also have narcissistic moments, thinking about how to post your most beautiful life photos all day long. You will also have a time when you are greedy and cheap, for me, lend me 100 and give you 300, there is such a reckoning. You will also take the initiative, and when you miss me, you will take the initiative to tell me. You'll also be playful, and your own business will always be important, leave me aside. And you can't do it, you always ask me for help, and I help you every time, although you don't necessarily know. You'll be cute too, and if you drink a little wine and pretend to be drunk, you'll let me call you wife.

In my days with you, my dad always made me cherish you. He always said that it is not easy to have a girlfriend, and when you are older, you will understand how precious it is to be able to love someone. When you look back on the past, you find that there is someone who can always accompany you and never give up, and the happy and unhappy things that happen are the precious wealth of your life. When you look back at your college days, there is someone who has occupied your time for 3 years, and you can find traces of everything that happened, which is a rare wealth.

Time is like a troublemaker, secretly speeding himself up. Before we could get ready, before we could find out, it showed a yellow card and sent us off, secretly happy, just a mischievous bug. You say time flies, I say time leaves, time has always been there, everything that happens to us, is ......