Youth is gone forever, my heart is waiting forever, my country is like a painting, my heart is waiting for dreams, my heart is twisted and tears flowing hard to meet, from now on, I see each other, my farewell is always dreaming, my dreams are hard to make a wish, my face is gone, my heart is still there, my heart is wandering, my dam breaks the dam on both sides of the shore, I long for the years and have no hope of autumn, my heart is following the wind--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Reasonably adjust the changing shapes, slowly arrange the troubles of deeds, point out the clarity of the years, adjust all the sources and tails, slowly organize your mentality, and make all the subtleties of time and deeds the way of the way, and think about the steps forward with smiles.

Although I am still young, time has been getting older. As time goes by, I will slowly lose my appearance. I just wait for the ruthless bell to ring, seize my breath, take away my lifeline, and let me walk into the loess. Although all deeds will go with the wind, the thousands of scenery I have walked through will never change.

Such deeds and such facts are learned bit by bit, thinking and talking about the pain and joy in your heart, but so what? I still feel sad at the smile, because I am happy on the surface, but the pain in my heart collided again and appeared.

What you are talking about, what you are saying, what you are looking at, what you are saying is the state of mind, and what you are saying is true, because it is said with your heart. Even if it is a false thing, you need to understand it yourself and change your judgment into kindness. Because there are fewer truths and lies, and even less words attentively, don’t blame me even if I say something wrong, because it is wrong not to say or do it.

What you get is beautiful, what you can't get is rare. After the spring and autumn, things are drifting, but my heart is still shining with the shadows, my heart is starting, and memories are waving.

Youth is a glass of beautiful and colorful wine. When tasting, you must inject your own voice and tears to feel the diversity of youth, let yourself stack the steps of a young man, accumulate the future journey, and make it easier for you, instead of laying the wrong bridge and making the wrong line for yourself, making it difficult for you to position yourself in the next stage.

Youth can pass, but memories are always preserved, and there is bitterness in the heart, tears are filled with tears. The bitterness has charm because it allows oneself to train one's mind, and tears are expressed because it allows oneself to start to change.

Although youth is short, dreams are great, which allows me to start on the road of youth and have my own understanding and judgment. I began to pave the way for myself, set sail for the creation of the future, give me a good foundation in the future, and give me a memoir of the future.

Youth cannot be forgotten because it has the capital for the future, because it has the achievements of the present, because it has cast a lot of deeds and warmth, because it has composed its own voice, because it has sprinkled a lot of thoughts, making itself sprouted, and making itself beautiful fantasies.

Youth is brilliant, it can accumulate yourself and create others. This is a season of ignorance and let go of a lot of burdens, discard a lot of words, lose a lot of effort, and write a brilliant future for yourself.

Youth is a gift from God and the first blessing given to your children by parents. You have walked out of the mortal world and allowed yourself to live at a young age, but with innocent companionship and distant songs, it is a beautiful start to yourself and a beginning to help society.

Youth is cumulative, youth is a sail, youth changes, youth has recitation, write down other people's blessings with your own heart, give them warm imagination with your own happiness, give them your own words and deeds, give them your own journey, and give them your own uniqueness to others a start for others.

Youthful hobbies, beautiful delicacies, and taste more, it feels tasteless, and in this life you can reminisce about your own youth, which will drive a lifetime of recitation.

Youth is the way, time goes by, singing in my ears, longing in my heart, tears spread people, beautiful harvests but cannot be superimposed again, ignorant innocence but cannot be forgotten, colorful smiles but cannot be taken back, waiting for dreams but cannot be cycled, and losing years but cannot be sung.

Youth is the myth around you, time is the song of youth, and the myth of youth is hidden in my heart. Although I look at each other from the ends of the world, I can recognize it at the corner of the sea. The heart I have walked through still emits a thousand-thousands of light.

Youth is the line of Tao, which isolates the scenery, gives you a place, gives you a cycle of sound, activates a gorgeous voice, and allows you to move around a beautiful scene.

A dream of youth, tears are sent to you, and you can’t afford to send you identification, you can’t afford to send you notifications, you can’t send you words, you can’t send you comfort, you can’t send you time, but you can’t receive you beauty, you can’t receive you love, but you can’t receive you sincerity, you can’t send you confession, but you can’t afford to send you understanding, you can’t send you blessings, but you can’t send you health, you can’t send you virtues, but you can’t give you harvest.

Youth is so beautiful and so ignorant inside, and deliberately leaves warm memories, but it is hard to imagine that the road ahead will not be like this again. This is a wonderful and helpless person. It is the most beautiful posture in the heart, an era where love and love in this world are accompanied.

The song of youth, the dream of a young man, the heart is coming, never come, looking at other people's journey, thinking about your own past, cheering for the past, and talking about the present.

Mandarin ducks look at each other from the end of the world, and the hearts are filled with their hearts, and the thoughts are filled with shadows from hundreds of floors. There is no regret and thoughts. The boat is youth, and the heart is water. Your thoughts swing the boat's sailing.

When you are young, you know something but it is difficult to say. But it takes a long time to realize that sometimes you don’t need to say much. Now you should be prepared to face it so that you will no longer miss it and will no longer be lost.

Youth has ignorance, but after that I understand that what I know is gone, everything becomes empty, and there is a dream in one step. Empty is so easy to obtain, but dreams have to go so many ways to obtain them. But my time now has just passed for a moment, because the taste of youth is still preserved in my heart.

The voice of youth has fragile fairy tales, but it can get unforgettable shadows, making it difficult for you to lose in your life, allowing you to keep an eye on the lonely monotony step by step, and making you unable to give up the sad song.

Youth is a secondary painting. From then on, two cliffs are together, but the other side of the painting cannot send you my current self, but the other side of the painting cannot describe the past steps, because it is my own path, I used to have a heart but not, but now I am intentional but I am lost. The present intention follows the past heart, but the past heart cannot follow the present heart.
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