Asking the sky, a bouquet of flowers bloomed in front of the Buddha, and the pear blossoms fell in dreams. From then on, there was a person in the world, a word, a scenery, aging his face and changing the tears of loss. I can’t explain the oath clearly, the scenery I can’t see through, the promise of life is just a past, the gratitude of life is just a confession. I ask how many roads I have for myself, how many loves I have ruined my longing, just a hard wait.

Tears tell the truest love, love tells the touching confession, and there is still a tear that cannot be said clearly and is familiar to you, but the person waiting is already very unfamiliar. I miss you thousands of times on the road, and my life goes all the way, and there is also a stay-at-home thing. The story begins so beautiful, but the most familiar understanding is a style and a listening.

Love, love, or falling in love with a lover who cannot continue love is all missed, and it is also a fate. Life is not easy, so why cherish it? Walking a long way, thinking of someone, asking yourself, there is still a sadness, haggard understanding of life, love is not easy, waiting is not easy, why haggard yourself? It is just that beauty, the vicissitudes of understanding, is your own experience, and is also the helpless ending of life.

There is a kind of scenery, hidden in the heart, a kind of goodbye, hidden in the dream, a kind of waiting, hidden in the eyes, and a kind of loss, hidden in the inadvertent intention of life. The lonely heart hides the tears of life, helpless waiting, hides the look back of life, a kind of extravagance, a kind of loneliness, and a kind of helpless haggardness. The cold heart, loneliness of one's own heart, hides the last scenery, hides the helpless singing.

A heart, a tear, a minute of care, a passage, a past, and an inadvertent life, listen to the whole world, be grateful for the lack of understanding of life. Walking with one mind, thinking with one mind, and changing with one mind, life is just a kind of understanding, a helpless kite breaks the string. Looking back on the past, seeing each other again, love and separation, hurt forever, this life is just meeting each other in life and regretting the beginning.

Love makes people cry, heart makes people hurt, fragile soul, a word is frozen, it still hides that summer. The quiet smile and quiet thoughts warm up compassion and sadness of sincerity. It is so difficult to understand someone, it is so hard to think of someone, there is a kind of tenderness, compassion makes the last affection, and there is also a kind of extravagance, hiding too much loneliness, and the deep love of the moon is just a kind of regret.

People miss lovesickness, hard lovesickness, and the hard helplessness hides the true love of life. Goodbye in this life hides the helpless loneliness, and the charm remains, just a vague understanding, love separation, just a kind of extravagant demand. Looking back on the past, goodbye life is a kind of understanding, and life that never sees again is a kind of tears, a kind of lovesickness. Gentle compassion, kissing goodbye of love, longing is so painful, waiting for helplessness, infatuation is exchanged for ruthlessness.

The heart will cry, and life will shed blood. Because of the tears of lovesickness and the fate of life, the ancient Buddhist temple is just a moment, but the piece of longing flying, the eternity of life is hidden in the heart. The tears of sadness are the truest love, dreams are real, people are sad, and the only understanding is withering. Sorrow is hidden very deeply, helplessness is serious, every loneliness is love, and every belief is persistence.

There is another picture of love called yesterday, life has changed a longing, called today, in the future, one person crys, and a pair of love eyes cry. Loving you is like a kite breaking a string, life is not destined to be in life, missing this life, not seeing you in the next life. Thinking about what to do, thinking about the understanding of the future, life is just a kind of vicissitudes, and goodbye is just a kind of confusion. Looking back on the past, missing love, miss you, cherish yourself and never forget you.

Watching the world of one person, old one's loneliness, and helplessness, hiding a tears, hiding a hope, life is like this, goodbye is like this, but the regret is also unwilling to regret. Love is crying, people are haggard, the only understanding, the only look back is just a belief, just a change, and every listening is because of the hurt emotional line, which is broken from then on.

Missing is a kind of letting down, and it is also a kind of tears flowing. Love is helpless. There are too many burdens in life. A drop of flowers blooms and falls, and a drop of lovesickness is thick, and it is ruthless to defile this life. Love is a kind of longing, and it is also a kind of withering indifference. Goodbye or longing, but it is just a lack of fate. The withered thoughts, the kite breaks the string. Love is a dream without fate, and people are waiting for tears. Missing too much, but it cannot be cut off. Looking back silently, people are at the end of the world, just a helpless period.

There is an unforgettable, a lifelong willingness, a lifelong love, a hazy heart, a rhetorical look back. It is just a style, love has changed, longing has been broken, there is a goodbye, and there is also a kind of indifferent, there is too much missing, there is your world, my goodbye, and there is silent change. Recalling the past is just a flowing wine, and the wind and clouds are impermanent.

I miss you so much, but the flowing wine changes. Love is too late, and my longing is broken. Looking back at my past lover, the kite of my longing breaks the string, and looking back at life is just silent. When I got off, my life is blind from now on, thinking about it and thinking, but how can the fate be broken? The tears of the past, all cherishing, all love are just a kind of vicissitudes, a kind of blindness. Dividing tears from myself is just a kind of helplessness, a kind of loneliness, love is gone, and people are thinking about it.

The pear blossoms fall, longing is broken, love divides the boundaries, but the echoing ears hide too much no fate. Gratitude has a style, life has a kind of loneliness, but that, so there is too much unreasonable trouble. Looking back on the past, it is just a miss, love is forgot, waiting for the thought, one forgets, a change in life, looking back on the past, there is too many tears.

There is a love hidden in the dream, a love hidden in life, and a touch, hiding the changes in life, how many past waits, how many questions in life, and how many farewells in the world, you will never see each other again. The kite breaks the string, just longing, but no fate, and there is a fallen leaf hidden in the scenery, and the longing breaks. All waiting is exchanged for a regret, in vain, just a change, the inner world, the old story of yourself.

Too much persistence has caused the ground to be covered with bruises, but it is just a kind of indifference, saddening a person's haggardness, gentle compassion, love's answer, it doesn't matter goodbye. There is a kind of waiting, a kind of longing, love divides the line, life breaks the fate, suddenly, life divides the line. Gardenia blooms, a kind of longing, a kind of discernment, a kind of tears flow, and a kind of looking back that fails.

Looking back on love, people miss each other, tears are low, love has a question, there is one more lovesickness, and one less tears. A pair of love eyes, one change, and a grievance is hidden. There is always some inadvertent in life. Love is separated, and the most beautiful smile is seen in the broken heart, just that past. A flower in the heart, a tear in life, hiding dreams and yourself, loneliness of one's own voice, hiding love and dreams, there is always inadvertent in life.

Life is always inadvertent, gentler in your compassion, life is confused, missed the most beautiful years, a drop of longing, love is divided, and longing is broken. A grateful heart hides a sincerity, hiding no fate, how many fates are in life, how many thoughts are in life. Loving someone, waiting for a longing, tearing apart one's heart, a sad life is not in fate, just a passing by, just a kind of tears.

The pinnacle of the world, the tears of life, a kind of longing, a gratitude, hides the tears of life, and hides the look back at goodbye. The kite breaks the string, love cuts the changes in life, one misses, the other has no chance, looking back at the cherishment of the past, just a smile, two tears. The missing of love is just a style, a change, looking back silently, just the scenery has changed and love has dispersed.

A kind of longing hides the wandering of life, the face of longing, the gentle compassion, the indifference of love, it is just a distraction, a memory. A grateful heart hides the indifferentness of life, a look back at the goodbye, a kind of belief, a kind of no fate. The scenery has changed, love has dissipated, but at the end of the end, it is sad that one is haggard, alone, a past, and erasing the last look back at life.

There is a kind of touch, and there is also a kind of separation without fate. Life is like this and beauty is like this. It is just a tear flowing, a thanksgiving, hiding the inattention of life, hiding the wandering dreams of love. The wind blows away and the flowers cry, it is just a pattern, hiding a tear flowing, too much thoughts, too much painting, the drunkenness of life in the dream, magnifying a person's pale world, one willing and the other unwilling to give up.

The kite breaks the string, love wanders alone, the last, a fate, a goodbye, a parting in love, a hurt, and a beautiful tears. There is a kind of love eye in life called forgetful rivers, and there is a kind of indifference in life, called memories, but no chance to tell. The boy who listens to the wind and rain is grateful for the goodbye for life, silently worrying about the boy, gentle his face, one life, one fate dissipates, the wind changes, and the fate dissipates.

A faraway place, a regret, a goodbye, hides the attention of life, hides the inconcern of life, forgets the first dream, cuts the longing of life. People are too far away, the wind will change, what is love, what is goodbye in life, kissing goodbye for a lifetime, remembering the last nostalgia. The kite cuts the longing, life is like no fate to change the longing, crying red eyes, a look back, a bet, but the fate is too far away.

Looking at each other for a lifetime, grateful for a lifetime. The so-called sea of ​​love, people shed tears, remembering, dreams, hiding a bet. Love with hearts, tears without hearts, hiding a scenery, a pair of flower stamens, just a withered heart, love has changed, kite has broken the string, life has left dreams, fate that cannot be returned, love that has no chance to see again, just a stamen has no chance to disperse life.

If you have a heart but no fate, you will meet again without fate. Dreams will be separated, people will be separated, love will change, life is just a simple and simple, hidden goodbye. If you have deep fate, love will change, thoughts will be broken, fate in this life, dreams in this life, protect the most true meteor, a fate, a separation without fate. Love is like a gust of wind, life will recall the past light, polish your eyes, and wither the indifferent heart.

A little promise is that love is divided, and the fate that cannot be returned will never be seen again. A protection and a lovesickness. Love is separated, people cry, missing the final breakup, and a grateful heart hides too much pursuit, a ruthlessness hides a tear. Too longing, there is a minute of longing, and a minute of love tears, too persistent, obsessed with the goodbye of life, and the fate in dreams is deep and shallow.

That year, a tear was on the side of China. On that day, the wind and moon were endless. From then on, the world was a passerby. A period of flowers bloomed and a flower fell, with longing and too much tenderness. Gentle your compassion, miss the changes in life, love was divided, tears changed, kite broke the string, love thoughts, life was not destined, and looking back was silent, just a goodbye without fate, a change of love, and a continuation of no fate.

A dream of falling in love, a loneliness, a goodbye, love divides the dream, life is cut off, longing for thoughts, but no fate. To endure the truest love is just a worry, a lack of fate, wipe away the last dream, love is still the picture of gratitude. There is a kind of sorrow that hides the love of life, hides the heart with fate, but that fate dispels the dream of love and cuts the tears of life.

People are in the world, a style and a mentality, a simple goodbye, and a simple letting go, a close distance, a true indifference, a true indifference in love, love has changed, a dream of goodbye in life. A look back without fate, a true indifference in love, fate looks back, a dream of bowing, people are on the rivers and lakes, the wind is in people's hearts, tears say goodbye in love, it is the last vain of goodbye, and gratitude is the last ignorance.

Too much miss, missing someone's face, gentle last compassion, a person, a scenery, a person and a world, hiding too much miss. Missing someone's compassion changes the last regret, forget it, just a word of gratitude, hiding the change in dreams. A missing, a tears flow, and a goodbye, hiding a dream, hiding a world of a person.

Love makes people cry, thoughts make people haggard, too miss, too much grievance, one person is hurt, one person is let down. Youth is gone forever, it makes people miss, too much romance, gives people memory, gives people sadness, tenderness, and makes one person haggard. Understanding a person and seeing a life clearly is just that in vain, love has passed away, tenderness has finally remembered, and distracted from life.

The love that wastes thoughts, the goodbye of the hazy life, and the warmth of too many changes. Looking back at the past, what kind of goodbye is love, what kind of longing is life. Extend the goodbye of a person, looking back at the smile of a person, the scenery is still in the autumn, longing avoids the indifference of the whole world, and warms up the goodbye of a person, the farewell of a person, the tears of love, and the wandering mood.

One minute, one drop of longing, what's wrong with love? The kite has changed, the love has dispersed, the only picture, the only goodbye, love is a wind, life is a fate, from then on, the world has been in a mess, and from then on, the world has been covered in miserable wounds. Guard for a minute, miss someone, see someone's clarity, love in vain, the look back, the smile has dispersed, and the longing has been broken.

I miss you so much, miss the change of a person, miss the face of a person, see you again, look back at life, smiles, and goodbye, but unfortunately my love is waiting for you to not come back. Life is like a kite that has broken a dream, and no fate, no fate, no fate, no fate, no fate, no fate, no fate, no fate. The fate of dreams is deep and shallow, the separation of love is one minute, the flowers bloom at a short distance, and from then on, there is one more no fate in the world.

The dreams of this life, the love in the next life, cut off the separation of life, love separation, people shed tears, it is just a vicissitudes, it is just a gratitude. Life has a deep fate, and it is a destiny, hiding the concern of life, hazy changes in life, looking back at the dreams of the past, it is just passing by. Love and miss, people break up, missing the final turn, a change, and a turn of turn inadvertently.

The lonely self hurts life's helplessness. The pattern is a window. People are just a kind of understanding, sharing a minute of longing, sharing the last touch. There are thousands of thoughts, missing people in the sea, just a kind of separation, a kind of touch, dreams in the sea, cold people in the sea, a wave of lovesickness, a kind of unforgettable unforgettable, guarding in the last mood, love has changed and longing has been broken.

A kind of separation hurts oneself, helpless thoughts, millions of changes, a kind of melancholy, an unforgettable, the season begins to look back, every thought is a change in life, just that looking back, there is the tears of life, the dream of goodbye. The wind is broken, love is broken, and longing is also broken, but the perception of life is missed. The melody of longing, every change in life, the last minute of glory, a cold relationship, a helplessness, etc.

Longing for goodbye in life, still missing, still looking back on one's own longing, romantic longing for one person, longing for one person, goodbye and goodbye, just occasionally sad. A understanding, a tear flowing, loneliness of love, wandering of thoughts, a month of beauty, a year of helplessness, a glass of wine in life, a tear in three lives, a vicissitudes of one's own story, a change, and a final attitude.

The world is cold and life is just a song of hatred. Goodbye to the past, love parting, people are sad, haggard, and their understanding, share their thoughts, and still indifferent to longing. Love breaks up, people shed tears, one turns around, the other hides, but the one who has no chance, just the one who has no chance to write, crying in tears. Love divides the line, longing breaks the dream, a calmness, a look back, and the smile of life is just a passing by.

A broken heart, a missed fate, a mistake, a loss, a lack of fate, a waiting for a longing, a longing for a longing, a look back, a look. Love breaks up, people shed tears, a writing, a friendship, a hazy heart of life, a vicissitudes of one's indifference, a glorious confession, a grateful heart hides a minute of longing, a little tears, looking back on the past, missing fate and resentment.

A letter, a thought, a lover, and a love, people shed tears, love and dreams, are just a simple and touching. Parting is a kind of spirit, and longing is an encouragement, hiding every look back in life. That was a year, that was a day, time missed the most true love, life missed the most true understanding, there is also a love, hiding loneliness, and a longing, hiding no fate, understanding, hiding no fate.

Scenery, missed the virtues of life, love, missed the photos of longing, a person wets his face, looking back at the past misses, just a time, a drop of life. That was a day, that was a year, a helpless picture hidden, love broke the line, life changed dreams, but that year, waiting for a love, waiting for a gentle compassion, hurting oneself, and having no choice but to live.

Scattered fragments, the withering of life, a thought, hiding tears, hiding goodbye without fate, love breaking up, people shed tears, change once, hiding true love of life. The wind misses, people miss it, love is also a kind of fragility, regretting the dream of regretting goodbye, seeing the road by yourself, heart by yourself, mistakes and mistakes are just a pursuit, a painting without fate, listening to the wind and the world, and being grateful for the true love of the world.

Gentle compassion, tasted by one person, remembered by one person, gentle tears hide the most precious, hide the fatigue of life, one minute of longing, one minute of change. Regrets when we first met, regrets when we met, regrets when we meet, the fate of life is deep and shallow, and people never see each other again, it is just a kind of glory, missed the dissatisfaction of life, it is just a touch, missed the tears of fate.

Thinking of longing, thinking of tears, and thinking of the last years, the longing of life, the touch of tears, a luxury, a change, and a helplessness. Three parts of tears, three parts of love, a cherishment, and a wait without fate. Life is like a dream, turning into a butterfly into a dream, but it just changes my vow, but it only changes the helplessness of life. Looking through the heart, it is helpless to dance alone in life, and haggarding a person's confession.

There are so many thoughts, wandering in the sea, a kite of a person, a person's longing, love is not destined, people regret it, longing becomes the last dream, life is cut off, love is not destined, love is not destined, it is indifferent to one's years, life is not destined, it is indifferent to one's own words, there is a kind of wait, and there is also a kind of luxury, called love not going home. Let go of your heart, love has no color, life has hope, is it the romance of love, or a goodbye to look back, it is just that world of longing, desolate tears, and a touch.

Dreams are not destined, people look back, love is strange, it is just a fate that has gone, just a wait, hiding the deepest regret. Wandering around the world, life is the same, just a wait, a desire, and a cherishment, romantic color, love is separated, longing is broken, and the final love is broken. Watching a person's world, old one's own prosperity, loneliness is cherished, old one's confession of love.

Love is working hard, lovesickness is crying, there is a kind of understanding, and there is also a kind of shuttle, destiny, you are the brush of life, longing, you are the goodbye of the future, that fate is just a dispersion. The understanding heart grows old with one's oath, and aging one's loneliness. The scenery begins to change, life begins to disperse, one understands, and there is also a kind of guard, hiding a cherishing, and the world is in a cold state.

A letter, a love, life hides a hazy feeling, longing hides a cherish feeling, but that brush hides the hazy feeling of life, hides the change of life. Love is divided, people shed tears, a minute of haggardness, a minute of understanding, every change of longing, every shuttle of life, is just the final breakup, the last parting, tears of love, people's regrets, the past, etc., and the cold and helplessness.
Chapter completed!