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It's late at night again, and I don't understand that I feel like the soul of my body being withdrawn, and I feel uncomfortable and painful.

Quiet night, sleepless people, a mobile phone, a glass of water, a memory, a heartbreak.

The thoughts of youth are always beating, and the restlessness of the soul has nowhere to rest.

The indescribable mutilation of youth has finally become a pair of residual makeup.

It is said that the lost dream can no longer be chased, and even if the lost one comes back, it is no longer perfect.

Day by day, year by year, how many people can understand the pain of things and people?

The long-lost heartache, the long-lost "parting", the long-lost silence and unease.

How many people can understand the pain of a broken dream? It is not as hazy as fog, and it is not as light as smoke.

In the laziness of the heart, the old dreams wandered, and I only remembered that a gust of wind alarmed the string of purple wind chimes.

In the silence of the night, I didn't dare to look up at the night sky, I was afraid that my broken heart would suddenly appear.

The noisy city, I can no longer love, I have lost the pure beauty of love after all.

We have all poured out our hearts and lungs for a person, and we have all "sold" our souls for a person.

We have all believed that one person has believed in the heavens, and we have all loved one more than ourselves.

We have all been deeply loved and held in the palm of our hands.

We have all been uncherished, trampled and ravaged.

That sentence is like foam, that sentence treats me with long hair and waist, and it's good for you to come back and marry me.

That sentence is life and life, and that sentence is said casually, but it has become a lifetime expectation.

In the world of flowers, not all regrets can be made up.

Silence, not all the past can be buried in the world.

I still remember the flowers falling in my dream, who staggered my concern?

If the past ended in heartbreak, wouldn't it be a good thing?

The remnants of the flowers withered in late autumn, and the three thousand fallen flowers in the dream left a sad place.

Seeing your sad eyes, I smiled, and I admired the falling flowers, but the flowers broke my bowel......

In a city with dim lights, you can't see your figure.

You, who are far away, can't hear my thoughts.

In the time of wandering outside, I stopped and saw how many gorgeous scenery.

Wandering alone in a foreign land, you are in a hurry all the way, and you have lost so much innocence and beauty.

Missing is a very mysterious thing, and people have nowhere to put that heart.

Love is a very beautiful yearning, which makes people stupidly wait for people to return.

I would like to be with you for the rest of my life, and I will cherish each other from now on.

I am willing to wander away with you and go to spring together.

Walk the path you've walked and listen to the songs you've heard.

Look at the scenery you've seen, and pass by the people you've rubbed shoulders with.

Zeng remembered that the flowers bloomed and looked back at the encounter, whose youth has not fallen into injury?

Can the slow belated love fill your empty heart?

In the world, who is still waiting for whose return, who is still thinking about whom?

In the past, who has made a promise in his life, who is distressed by whose heart?

In reality, who is confused with thoughts, and who has flirted with life?

The starlight, the lovesickness, who thinks of whom, who thinks of whom?

Happiness is when someone is tired, there is a shoulder to lean on;

Happiness is that he is there when he needs him, and he retreats and waits when he needs distance.

Happiness is when you say that you are sad, which will affect his little emotional world.

Happiness is when someone treats you as his habit.

Say that the good is deeply cherished, and the good is dependent on each other. Say good to rely on each other, say good affectionate hugs.

Say good love with your heart, say good morning and dusk. Say good unforgettable, say good epochal love.

One day, I will meet the person I love the most on the shore of West Lake and make a vow of true love.

One day, I will face the sea with the people I love the most and make a lifelong promise.

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