The lyrics of life, the deliciousness of monotonous life, have a meaning, and there is also a kind of dryness. I am my goal. I once hoped that I could, but later I just never see each other again. The language of life is always full of attacks. Love is like encountering a storm. The person I missed, lost, and in the end, the air is left with only the ruthless gift of tears.

Falling in love with you means falling in love with a mistake, sadness locks in a cage, but the longing of your lover is still roaring, walking alone, talking alone. Facing the self in the world, saying goodbye and looking forever, there is helplessness in your heart, and there is also a belief in walking in your dreams, walking in your heart, forgetting the whole world, but the intoxicating lyrics, swaying in the world, unforgettable years, unable to express your misunderstanding, goodbye, loss.

Listen to a favorite lyrics, think of a person who doesn't understand, plant a cage with sadness, listen to the most beautiful lyrics, think of a world where you don't understand the least, but the indifferent coldness is hidden in your heart, asks in your heart, and waits for a believer, but only that rare, just that difficult to see again, hidden in your dreams, the world is so cold, and the human heart is so fragile.

Who cuts the last glory, a person's self, a person's world, and then parted in the ripples of his heart. Love is a sentence, waiting is a person, saying no longer see, but the heart is not clear, but the fragility of the heart is indifferent, but the last of the ruthless life, one part parting, one goodbye, and one never see again, just the indifference of life, the indifference of life, the self talks about it, just the search for the last hope of life that you don't understand.

The last call of life is just a world that cannot be explained clearly. Only by looking at life can we realize that things are unpredictable. Love is inseparable. One parting and one missing is a lifelong attack. The tears that attack life, the love that attacks life, say goodbye, say forever, never express one's own feelings. A parting, parting is the sadness of life and fragile the last soul.

Time fills the look back on love, a glance at the infinite world, the vicissitudes of love always comes carelessly, love is not wrong, waiting is not past, the sadness of loss is always a hasty ocean of life. A sea of ​​others, the look back on goodbye is always floating in the world that cannot be imagined. Love cannot be said, waiting, not seen. Losing every day, waiting for loss is also a kind of loss, a kind of touch, and a kind of infatuation.

After waiting for a world, thinking about a life, being drunk inadvertently, missing out is helpless, drunk, infatuated, or goodbye, it is all a sea of ​​others, and finally silent. Love has a second appearance, longing has a kind of hesitation, infatuation, intoxicating waiting, a world, or a life, there are some questions that cannot be said, and some goodbye that cannot be waited for.

Listen to the wind and the sea, remembering the original dream, and asking, on the road, it is still in the frequency of longing, which moves the whole world. There is a place called never see again, and there is a waiting, which is called silent, and it is related to other coasts. There is a sad song and a lyric that is not destined to be. The sad beauty and the frequency of longing are still floating in the original corner.

A bumpy life, no turning back, no goodbye, a kind of goodbye, a minute, a world, or every sunny day. The dream of life, the fate in the heart, has a kind of beauty, and a kind of hope. The lost world is always simple, the dream of life is always helpless, the pattern opens, the sad and beautiful heart is always hidden in the beginning and the end, talking about everything and talking about one's own ten thousand reluctantness.

Ten thousand loves, ten thousand different things. There is a kind of tears of longing that cannot be explained clearly, and there is also a kind of unclear understanding. The secret room of love requires a password and a goodbye in life. There is only a kind of listening and a kind of helplessness. The turn of life’s goodbye, the helpless charge in life is just singing with tears, singing sadness to forget. That familiar strangeness becomes the helplessness of this life, and the fate of three lives.

Whose appreciation, cut the initial listening, whose dream, ruins the goodbye of life, the world of wind chimes, hurts people's hearts, life seems to be unable to read the last love. Love, looking at oneself, missing, reading the tears of life, inside, desolation, kissing goodbye, losing cold, drunken the last forgetting. A sea of ​​others, the cinnabar of love changes the dream of life.

The flowers and moon are moving, just a not-stunning moonlight, loss, cut, the final brilliance is endless and covered with bruises. Losing has a decision, dream has a loneliness, reading of wind chimes is just a sadness of longing, crowded with people, dreaming of separation is hidden in the last sincerity, hidden on the deepest road. Missing, true heart, lost separation, wandering the last helplessness.

The world of a person hides sincerity, helplessness, and too many tears. The most true and most difficult bitterness, helpless loss is just a kind of sadness. The world of a person is frozen, hiding away the cage of love, locking away the last first kiss, and embarrassing heart, just a ruthlessness, a loss, and the last understanding becomes an appreciation, and the last dream becomes a longing for others.

Autumn is gone forever, and life is sad, the fragile heart, the last separation, who is withered, who is the ruthlessness, which has dyed the loneliness in the heart, who is, who is who is, who is who is, who is who is, who is who is who is, who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who is who of the next life.

If I love you, please cherish me. If you don’t love me, why meet me? Love, the lost mentality is confusion, the lost heart is helpless. Fragile waiting, helplessness, the fragile soul is just loneliness, sadness, and desolation. Wind, flowers, snow and moon, an indescribable life, a crowd of people, a true love that cannot be seen through, many things on the road, many tears in life, but no fate, just an indescribable dream.

The sound of the piano cuts the initial self, and the initial sadness is still rippling in the heart. There is no turning back in life, and there is not much pursuit. Only that true heart cannot be understood. The roulette of the world breaks the initial love, and life is still wandering. It is late at night and people are cold. Recently, it is still a beauty, and sadness is in the lonely soul. Who tear the heart of his lover, who cuts the coldness of his dreams, and in the end he just never sees it again, and the unseen is covered with bruises and bruises.

A long-term heart, loves the last part, life has a kind of touch, also a kind of helplessness, a kind of coldness, and misses life. The erratic love is just a word of regret, an unforgettable, sadness is still in the cage, and a word of mistake in life is a mistake of no fate. You are the only one, the biggest only one in life, you are goodbye, the last one cannot see, laugh at life, there is no fate, it is just a mess.

The wind, flowers, snow and moon, love is infinite, who missed the past, who cut the first kiss goodbye, and only then did the cold wind blow through the most difficult heart, only then did the world realize that things are unpredictable. Living is not romantic, missing is so hard, the intoxicating cold, slowly missed, the infatuated hearts does not matter, only after passing through the hearts of the dawn, only then did you know that love and hate is not easy. The first dream of sadness is who is the cold wind of the frozen world, and only then did you miss the initial cold, just a word of sorry.

Love is unintentional, life is just a word of retention, just a stay, the world begins to be bright, life begins to be haggard, just a goodbye. The words in my heart cannot be said, the dream of the sea of ​​people, cut the flowing cup short, just a regret, just a feeling, and in the end it is still the world of staying, hiding the helplessness of people's hearts. Separating a door, there is the indifferent sincerity, just a dream, a flowing cup that cannot be remembered.
Chapter completed!