At the intersection of the happy street, I lie in the appearance of my favorite, which is familiar listening, invisible strangeness, rippling in the end of my heart. Good-hearted people always touch me, and patient people always let me learn to give up. When I understand, when I forget, there is still a smile hidden in my eyes. The world is so big, and there is a kind of loneliness and helplessness in my heart. I was dazed in the sunny day, thinking of the age when it rained, and that ten-year-old look, I had no responsibility, no hope, just a dedication, and the biggest smile to me. I accidentally, when I grow up, I realized that life is so lonely.

The world of escape, my smile, the haggardness that I can't say, I have thought and asked, every tenderness that appears, every life perception of missing, and the painting of gratitude. An autumn, the painting of life, the shallow autumn moon without trace, how many days, how many years, remember the original picture, the gentle compassion. Looking back at the intersection, I remember the turning Sunday, the inadvertent romance of love, what dolphin bay lover, what goodbye carat lover, it is just the legend of life, the helplessness of life.

Remembering the strange familiarity and stable memory, hidden in the inner pattern, there is a kind of waiting, and a kind of burden, the life of concern, and even the soul is more real and serious. The fate is deep and shallow, this unforgettable love, the hesitation of guarding, and the helplessness hidden in the heart, I waited for the whole life, and used the wishes of a lifetime to write the Three Life Stone of the next life. Only when I forgot, I realized that the tears are so serious, and only when I remembered, I realized that the longing is so thin.

What is happiness and love? I waited for one to see endlessly, looked back on this life, I don’t hate you, I love you in a mess, waiting for you with my gentle compassion, I waited for you, and thought for a while, and then I realized that you have gone so far, I waited so tired, life is so tired, it’s just an ending that never sees you again, and the deception of waiting is just a listening to the wind and flowers, lines that cannot be repeated.

Butterflies fly, confession of life, brilliant appearance, confession of heart, rippling of romance, there is always a flash, and a bouquet of pear blossoms. How far is love and how slow is life, just a sentence, no other goodbye, the ink of life. The straw raincoat on your body is worn in the corner of longing, beside you, and my waiting, inciting the initial listening, dreams of water splashes, short-cut flowing cups, and the beauty of the sentences still appear in the love that you understand the most, just a sentence, a hazy life that will never see again.

Wait for a word, ask for a word, say goodbye, a letter, a person is a life, say forever, see forever, see the three lives, the heaven and earth are silent, hurting the beautiful heart. The rain on the night before the mountain, I drizzle a tear in front of me, ask this life, the end of fate is just a silent sentence, whether it is love or waiting, the unspeakable parting, or a letter that cannot be waited for. Answer with a clear answer, only when you see a listen, the stars wither, you will know that things are unpredictable, and love and being loved are both wrong, and you will wait for a fate to be separated.

Falling in love with someone hurts a heart, the eternity of a person, the helplessness of his heart, the pattern hides too many tears, there is a risk that you understand and cannot express, there is a dream that you cannot see through the scenery. You hide in your eyes is the hazy life of my life, I hide in my heart, the scenery that you cannot see through, I show off my love all the world, and the waiting for love goes further and further. The love that you see will hurt the true heart, and the dream that you wait will be heartbroken, and the reenactment of your own, the courage you speak up, the lack of too much does not matter, it is just a picture of holding hands.

I remembered the world that understands you, and asked me how long I have been waiting and how long I thought about it, and then I realized that you are my fate in this life. I am not your waiting in this life. I love you, just a passing by, and you are the whole life in my heart. Every time I feel moved and every indulged in, it is the trust that I cannot see again. Love is gone, my heart is broken, the eternity lost, the last hidden in my eyes, but the one that cannot see again in my heart.

Facing a person's world, there is too much loneliness, too much listening, every turn in hand, every smile and dynamic picture revealed, is just a silent sentence. Hidden in your eyes, touching the whole world, hiding in tears, convince yourself, but you can't convince yourself that hurt heart. After waiting for a long time, I said for a long time, only to realize that there is not much worth in life. There is as much love as you can, there is ten times more tears. How many years of waiting are sad, a three-life stone, and a no-turn is the wish of this life.

If possible, I am willing to give up and accompany you to the sky. If possible, I am willing to take you away to travel around the world. But now, I have divided it, and I will never see you again. Today's promise is my life's blessing, and the writing of this life is the eternity that I can't see you again. My waiting is just a penetration of one sentence. My question is just a listening experience. I have said no longer, but I have thought about it forever. But now, I tell myself that I will come back and believe it may be a lot, just one sentence, there is no turning back in life.

The sky brushed my eyebrows and thought of familiar scenes. There were always some embarrassment in life, some complaints, some anger, or love. I have a kind of understanding. If you can't see it, I will easily go far. Right and wrong. If you are not an encounter in my heart, will I become your first thought? Maybe I just did something, hidden in my eyes and said in a dream. There is a gust of wind in my ears, blowing the youngest waiting. You are the best hope, and I am not the person who understands the most.

Fewer people understand, fewer people think, and those who ask, only then will they know a sentence: In the lifetime, love is approaching, it is easy to be sad, and when human feelings are approaching, it is easy to shed tears. Every story has its own beginning, and every end is the true meaning of life. The night rain witheres or changes in the world, it is just a letter that will never be seen again. Every time outlines the belief in life, every time it carries the wind chime, even if there is no end, you must persist and believe that love has its fruit.

After waiting, I kept waiting, and just asked myself, saying eternity or goodbye, you are in my heart, I am in your eyes, you are the person I love the most, I am not the person you understand the most. Every smile you smile is so serious, every listener, waiting so sadly, and ask the whole world, I know that you are you, I am me, and I am not me. At first, I gave up, but I gave up, and finally I remembered that I also thought of giving up, but I can’t give up.

The thin heart has changed the most true love eyes, and there is a kind of charm that makes me unable to look back, there is a kind of loneliness that makes me helpless in this life. I am willing, just a willing, and I have lost you. The short wind chime reminds me of the initial encounter, a smile, a turn, a starting point, and a key point, you don’t understand my world, and I look down on your life. There are so many words that go away as you walk, and so many things are messed up when you put them away, forget everything, just in exchange for a longing that you will never see again.

Tears are hidden in my heart, dreams are placed in the sea of ​​people, how many helplessness and how many people's hearts have changed, how many people's hearts have realized that they were the most beautiful, but now they are just the edge that you can't see. And I, the former me, have lost the smile of the future. I want to hug you and cry, ask myself about my loneliness, and want to see you laugh, let you say the most beautiful sentences, and touch my hurt heart.

Fate is a miracle of life, waiting is a beautiful dream of life. Goodbye, just the tears of listening are crying, and the breeze withering is sad. With the help of you, you are my fate, and I am not the stranger you are most familiar with. Thank you the whole world, I am waiting for you. There is no yesterday's rehearsal, nor the end of the future. The belief in every life is the most familiar to me, and every line of belief is gratitude from the heart.

I remember the initial listening that you were the most beautiful and beautiful person in the world, and I was just a kind of waiting and watching, and I couldn't forget it from now on. Looking back at the time, a smile made it difficult for me to fall asleep, and a greeting made me happy all day. The beauty of the past, but now the withering is also because of the deep fate and shallow fate. That love is hidden in my heart, there is a kind of loneliness and unforgettable, the scars are always so sad, and life is always so easy to cry.

A few words can move a person for a lifetime, and a story of a day can make it difficult for a person to look up and see each other again. A smile is too far away, and a belief is too unforgettable, but tears are the most sincere. You can see it when you wait, find it when you think, and say it when you ask, and be trusted again. The lonely quietness, the indescribable familiarity, the thin love, life has no wings, you are the only one in life, you are the miracle of life, and my fate is deep and shallow, you will never see you again.

I am a lonely bird. You see my flying high, you can't see my sad heart dancing for you. There is a kind of understanding, inaudible, heartbreaking, and coldness. Unexpectedly, people leave, and listen to the whole world. One is the only one, not the belief of goodbye, but the fate of goodbye has arrived, but the fate has been dispersed. The shape of life is only, on the left is your clothes, on the right is my thoughts, my heart cannot enter your heart, your heart is already hidden in my dreams.
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