The crying sound makes longing numb, the haggardness of life makes the heart lonely, and there is also a feeling of old age. The confession of longing is just a matter of unclearness. Love divides tears, life breaks dreams, old ages confession, and changes one's future. It's very clear that people are not clear, love is chasing, love is chasing, love is comprehension, it is just a miss in life, hiding the unclearness of life, fog of love, one person's perception, one person pales his fragility, one person, etc.

The blur of breakup is just the hard work in the heart, loneliness hides tears, sadness hides in the heart, just a fog, a love letter that cannot be seen again. The flow of love is a person's care, the fatigue of longing is a person's loneliness, the wind and moon are impermanent, love is a fog, life is a gamble, and there is also a kind of loneliness, aging one's own world, expressing one's sincerity, but in the end, it's just a matter of no return.

Life is a sadness, life is an insight, love is a sentence, life is a goodbye, looking back a hundred years, it is just a confusion, the story begins the final life, life ruins the last thoughts. The courage of tears cannot call your name, the story of life begins again, but the final promise cannot be spoken, and the presentation of tears cannot be changed. Love crys, people are haggard, and from then on, the deep and shallow fate of the eyes is confusing.

Love begins to turn around, life begins to have the only thought, the final regret, the tears of life, the vicissitudes of one's humility. Missed fate, lost heart, the most true love in life, love is a past event, life is a story, but tears are a sincerity, heartfeltness is a serious dream, and finally saddened the most beautiful thought.

Love blooms in the last stamens, the last no fate of loneliness in life, who is sad for whom, who is crying for whom, a person is haggard, and a person's longing is surrounded by tears. The heart is hurt, people are crying, the scenery misses the most beautiful sincerity, love has changed, the scenery has dispersed, the only future cannot be seen again, regret not seeing each other again, regret the haggardness of life, the lonely heart, bear the most true tears, and the wind blows away people's sorrow.

Love makes people embarrassed, longing makes people haggard, loneliness is also a kind of appreciation, but the tears flow, hide too much helplessness. The cold and hot thoughts hide too much dedication, and tell yourself to not cry, but tears are disobedient, but love cannot be kept. Stay in the footsteps of life, crying in the last dance, laughing alone, and suffering alone, watching the scenery and appreciating the world, but the last crying is haggard.

People shed tears, flowers were haggard, lovers were separated, longing was broken, life began to be sad, longing began to be tired, and finally understood, haggard all the attention of the whole life. The cold care, the haggard thoughts, how many dreams, how many tears, a person's heart is so bitter, a person's tears are so difficult, longing makes people tired, and finally learn to be haggard, aging one's dreams, and changing one's mood.

The scenery is picturesque, spring and autumn are just a goodbye, love locks away the initial kiss and goodbye, life waters the impermanence of the times. Flowers bloom and fall, life is speechless, just the words, the sadness that missed the weaving, the haggardness of life, a glass of love wine, two tears in life, how to sing love songs in the world, how to write without regrets in life, heartbreak, people shed tears, no fate of glory, and regret will never be seen again.

A sentence, a fate, a legend of love and romantic, is just the only thing that passes through the scenery, is the only thing that passes through the dream, is the only thing that disperses, and the only thing that has the mood, and the fatigue of longing, how many tears in life, how many fates I miss it, just a goodbye of regret, the only thing that has the only thing that has the vast sea of ​​people, sadness is also a heart, loss is also a love, the wind and moon shed tears, and the world is old without sound.

Love is a tear, life is a word, how many people are glorious, but it is just sad and intoxicating. The beautiful painting, cold time, aging one's heart, lonely heart, a world of one's life, aging the first kiss, love is tears, longing is fatigue, the last haggardness, dancing alone, singing alone. Regrets, regretting the first parting, life, love, tears that have been separated, missing the most true love.

A heart, two tears, hide a seriousness, hide a helplessness, and cry a self. Love is not a word, life is not a tear, hides sadness, hides loneliness, it is the wind blowing away the dream, the moon blowing away the only one, a person's monologue hides the unyielding and passing by, but tears say promises, life is getting old, there is still a beauty in my heart, called the past yesterday.

The dawn of love, missing a person's haggardness, beautiful world, lonely self, a minute of love, sweetness of love, but life cannot be seen again, but love cannot be forever, the scenery misses itself. What is love, what is missing, the last tears, the last wait, hiding a lonely dream, the tears of love, and a kind of understanding that only never sees again.

The story begins every day, life changes every day, and what some people say is never leaving is just a style of life. People begin to grow old slowly, but they only change their appearance and change their own ends. The only thing in life is not the goodbye of longing. Looking back on a hundred years, the sea is a bouquet, but the future is far away. When people get old, their tears are broken, and they cannot bear the last attention.

Care about a past event, hides a tear, is the mystery of love, the attention of people's hearts, and the memories of goodbye, hides the talk of no fate, hides the changes of life, and looks back at goodbye, just a tear. In the wind and rain, is a piece of clothing, and in the dream of life, it is a touching story of lovers, a dream of longing, cannot explain love clearly, cannot see the final confession, love begins to be unfamiliar, and finally colds one's heart.

Tell yourself harshly, wipe off your last confession, a glass of wine in love, sad about your cold wind, and ask yourself stupidly, the separation of love, a few goodbye in life, a few dusks of goodbye in life, just the end of two people, a close distance between one person. I have no intention of lighting up the dawn of life, missed the first kiss, lost the last dream, a love in my thoughts, can't sleep in this life, a tear in love, and from then on, the strange road in the world.

Missing makes people grow old, the wind and moon are impermanent, just a glass of old wine, one is beautiful, how far apart, how many loves are goodbye. Looking back on the wind and moon, love is goodbye, just vivid, waiting for a while, cut a piece of love, what is happiness, a smile is just the most beautiful life, love waits until old. The wind and moon pass by, time cuts the fragrance, lonely appreciation, one person asks this life, one person sees the next life, just a young man who blooms and falls.

The most beautiful young people, a few sentences of love, a few beauty in life, and another listening, the missed wind and moon, the loss of love, a scene, a loss of people's heart. Love is gone, life is broken, the scenery is told for thousands of years, and there is still a past event. Practice is a Zen, life is a landscape, subtle and slightly upturned, the fatigue of longing, and the perception of life are just a stroke of writing, the fate of love is deep and shallow, just an old song.

The wind blows the leaves, love is sad, longing is exhausted, the last sorrow and the last helplessness are hidden in the prosperous streets. A love song is ninety-nine, love is not a hundred years old, tears of regret, longing is blown, just drunk, longing is shed tears. A gentle dream, the tears of the beautiful life, and there is an end, missing the last tenderness of missing, who cuts the wishes of life, just a cup of tenderness, missed the goodbye of life.

The wind blows tears, the words are sad, a part of separation, an emotion, who cuts, the wind and moon miss, life is impermanent, just a goodbye, there is a gentleness, a thought, the wind and moon fall, just a prosperous life, love separation, sadness and intoxication, waiting for a spring and autumn, and making oneself cold. The youth is cold, the flowers are crying, the people are haggard, just a wait, a dream, and a past event brings tears.

Life is a past event, life is a goodbye, and there is also a retention, and the separation of life. Love, longing, just a tear flowing, a sorrow of scenery. Love is singing once, life is bitter, and there is a glass of wine, a life, crying is who misses the tears of fate, love is not a fate, longing is close, but the world is far away, longing is in the heart, and the sadness of the bent eyebrows.

A person is sad, from now on, a stranger to the world, a person gives and confesses to cry, and cannot express the final indifference, a drop of love, a sadness, and a confession without fate. When a person wakes up, his dream is broken, and the scenery is dispersed. It is just that dream, called the eighteen years of life. It is hard to love someone, and it is difficult to wait for someone, but there is just a sadness, hiding the confession of life, and missing the last familiarity.

The scenery has changed, love has dispersed, the beautiful thoughts have been cut off, the scenery of life has changed, and gorgeous love is just a parting. Seeing a person's crying, waiting for a lie of missing the past, and having more tears from the present, letting go of a person's thoughts, and getting thousands of thoughts from a person. On the last day and the last year, longing cannot be changed, and fragments of life deceive one's inner dreams.

The kite broke the string, love left, never seen again, I had no chance to see you again in life, looking back at strange roads, just a past, waiting, and missing a lot of thoughts, missing a dream of life. Looking back at the century, love is just a retention, life is just a stay, missing a love, missing a fate, just a longing that a gust of wind blows down the rain. I am lonely and stay alone, the scenery changes, love is gone, and the only missed in life.

The next world is to think of the last eternal love, love begins to be lucky, your appearance cannot be concealed, it is just a fragment of the soul, telling yourself that you can see you again. The missing heart hurts your dream, love is broken, life is gone, there is also a kind of deceptive indifference, missed fate, missed past, just a generous, a no-destined goodbye, looking back indifference has become the vicissitudes of a world.

Leaving alone, suffering alone, sleepiness awakens, but love has dispersed, dreams have ceased, scenery has parted, regretting the past, regretting the goodbye in life, one parting, the past, the love is just told indifferent, life is hard to say. The beginning of the story makes it difficult for oneself to believe, the indifference of life makes oneself speechless, regretting it too late, regretting goodbye is just indifferent to one's heart, and missing the forgiveness of life.

What is a long-lasting year? Is it indifference, goodbye, or no fate? A separation, from now on the world, a separation, from now on, from now on, a stranger. A person feels helpless, a missed fate, a missed thought, and a sadness, hiding too many tears, a dream, a fate, and a life will never see each other again. The missed world, the missed heart, the attitude changed, the scenery dissipated, and love is difficult to retain, but there is still a kind of sadness, and the tears of happiness cannot be kept yesterday.

A word in my heart cannot be said or seen through. It is just a long-lasting person who cannot see it. It is just a separation that cannot be separated. A compassionate heart, a harbor of painting life, but the future is too far away, life is too bitter, the world that has been missed, the heart that has been missed, a glass of old wine, a love song, the wound in my heart, the vows that have been missed. Beautiful scenery, farewell love, beautiful scenery, just fate that has been separated, and all fate will never be seen again.

Looking back on the past, what is the world, what is life, indifference hides the real person in life, life hides too much indifferent. Love is broken, people are separated, love is no longer destined, a past, a goodbye, looking back on the past, missing the most true love. A glass of wine, a tear in life, a tear in vicissitudes of fate, a kite that changes the kite of longing, and the final failure is a sadness, a vicissitudes.

People have ever-changing changes, their hearts have helpless difficulties, and the falling leaves fly, telling themselves not to cry, and their eyes are vicissitudes, one has no chance to weave and disperse, and the other has a chance to become longing. Yesterday's sadness, one is vast, missed the moonlight of fate, the four seasons become the last heart, one is drunk, one is infatuated, fireflies change the desolation in their hearts, the wind blows tears, people are old, and time does not leave anyone.

A glass of wine in life, a tear falls from a flower, the story of vicissitudes begins to change one's heartbeat, with a sharpness and an unforgettable one. It is the change of the season, the last of the moon, the first tears, the last glory, the last glory, a period of time, a burst of old age, right and wrong, missed the dream of love in life, missed the desolation in life, the initial hope is hidden in the dream of life, and the last beautiful dream is hidden in tears.

Love is old, life has changed, scenery misses the new year, life is as beautiful as a flower, it is just a kind of worry, the tears of missing, and the most true and eternal loss. The scenery, you have changed, and I can't promise my former vows. After waiting for a long time, I realized that the world has changed and love has dispersed. Everything is just a part of no fate, everything is just a part of regret with fate, a goodbye, a knife and two breaks.

The breeze, missed fate, missed love in life, understand one person, desolation in one person hides the panic of life. Only by working hard can you realize that love has been separated, longing has changed, the scenery has chaotic heart, and life has cut tears. A sentence, a sadness, a parting, and a story of old age, no goodbye in life, regret and regret dreams, regretful and regretful, just a stay, and the one who stays in life will never see you again.

There is a dream hidden in my heart, a tear hidden in my life, a period of retention, a difference, the age of the wind, the prosperity of the moon, and the helplessness of life. The lonely heart hides the confession of life, the scenery of life, miss the last familiarity, life, love, you are the only old, longing, ruthless, you are the only tears, the past yesterday became today, the wandering of love, crying with love eyes.

One person speaks, one person changes, a past life, and a confession, people live, for the sake of feelings, or for the lost heart. The crying love is hurt, the missed fate is goodbye, but it cannot be forever, but it cannot be seen again, but it cannot be seen again, looking back at the past love. The past is gone, wipe away a tear, and wipe away a lack of fate in life. Love, longing really doesn't matter, but I just regret it if I can't see you again.

The crying heart cannot look back. The tears of love hide too many years, a fragrance, a wandering, an old person, you are the only dream, you are the last separation, love just has no goodbye, but life cannot be reunited. The story has changed, life has ended, there is still a long period of old, and there is also a confession, a sentence, it doesn’t matter, it never sees again, it’s just a hundred years to look back, you are yours, I don’t blame you.

I miss you with love, I withered myself with longing, the only picture, the only sadness, and the only confession, but the only one that cannot be the only one for two people. If you see each other, please look back for me. If you see each other, why break up so easily? Missing is just a glass of old wine and a love song. The frequency of missing is a gust of wind, a friendship, how far is it forever? Love, this life, is just a sadness.

A stick of incense is lit in front of the Buddha. I missed a dream in my life, I am afraid of missing it, and people missed it, and the missed heart has begun to go far away, but the scenery has changed, people have dispersed, and longing has become messy. A glass of love, a glass of wine, a missed a tenderness, a heart that is scared is hurt, the dream of missing is crying, the love is separated, the longing is broken, the wounded is cold, and the pursuit is also given up.

A beauty in my hand, a change in life, a period of old age, and a moment of appreciation, the missed love, the dream of farewell, the depth and shallow, it is all a period of sadness, love, the old age of missing, the lack of fate in life, just a goodbye, looking back on the past, the farewell love, and missing the most beautiful years. The story begins every day, life changes every day, but longing and crying, you can no longer meet the past meeting again.

In the wind and rain, in the dream of love, we grow old, in the lamp of life, we grow old our oath, a word, a thing, a waste. The scenery is wrong, life changes, love is also messed up, it is just the mistake of the past, it is just the fate that I missed, and I cannot wander around the truest love eye. Looking back, seeing each other again, a life without fate, the scenery paints a life, which is called looking back a hundred years, never seeing each other again.

The eyes of love are filled with love, and I can't see through the coldness of life, and I can't remember the final ending. Love divides the tears of seriousness, life distinguishes the last dream, and tells the tears of things to cry, and longing is swaying, just a ruthless wind and moon, and life is impermanent. Life is wonderful, just miss the sincerity of love, life is impermanent, just crying the brush in the heart, the scenery changes again, life wanders again, one's fault, one's helplessness, one's fingers are tightly clasped, and misses the fate.
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