It is said that now, but the efforts are indeed fictional. The changes in one's own heart are difficult to distinguish. The paths are different, and the superposition of words is also different. Although friends are in contact, you cannot give all of them with one mood, and you cannot use the same words and expressions to talk about them.

Meeting is the beginning, and its fate is destined to meet again. Although meeting is a simple picture, if you cannot consolidate it with your heart, you cannot meet again, let alone have some words to express when you meet again. A gentle footprint can represent whether you are moving forward, but if you cannot make a step, you will be waiting continuously.

The path I took is one, but the words I said cannot be the same. Because of the changes in acquaintance, the judgment of words changes. As friends interact, even the recognition of encounters changes one by one. One's own words and voices also change with this encounter, but on the road to meeting, it cannot represent the inner evaluation.

When you meet someone, how many destiny and how many destiny make each other walk together. But you and I can meet on the road but can't walk this road together, because your goal is to find people at the end of the world, but my goal is to wait for people at the sea. What you are looking for is the person in your heart, and what I am waiting for is the you in your heart.

Although it is simple to get to know each other, it is difficult to give your sincerity. It is very rare to protect this beautiful rainbow with all your heart. You will get more friends on each other's path, and you will get more words and deeds, so people will change and your mood will change. Therefore, your friends' path will sometimes go further and further.

Walk your own path, face it with your heart, pave the way with your honesty, and relax yourself and not let any words or deeds start to struggle, you can maintain temporary friendship, but you cannot decide to meet again, because one person says waiting and the other person goes to search, and the two people wait differently and seek differently, and you cannot meet.

The encounter that cannot be held, the waiting that cannot be held, the meeting that cannot be held, walking in one's heart, while others smiled and smiled, they could only wait for the heart that failed to return to their place. Although the waiting cannot last forever, the waiting in the heart will never change.

There are too many destinies in the world, but with the change of fate, it is also destined to be forever. With the short-term good times, there is a long time no see, a long time no see, a long time no see, and a long time no see, and from then on, looking for people from all over the world, the greetings from the corner of the sea cannot make the other party know each other, and walking in the distance of time cannot communicate first.

Waiting is an ending without fate, and meeting is a dreamy guardian. As the scenery changes, the waiting in the heart still exists. Walking on the changing road, the continuous mood cannot be changed. The greetings of tears spread deep in the heart, walking into the scene of thinking alone. Although it is beautiful, there are some incomplete traces.

The road I walk, the person I think, and the time I wait are superimposed. I never come to comfort myself, but I often ask about the lost road. Although I have companions on the road and have no regrets in my heart, I have no support now and can only rely on the past to move forward and walk on the waiting road.

Meeting is love, waiting is dream, meeting is truth, fictitious and conceive a road, simple and single step, illusory is the past, and the combination of the heart links a road that belongs to oneself. Although it is simple and ordinary, it is always preserved in the depths of the heart, spreading around oneself to become a warm protection, sending blessings to the distance.

Holding infatuation but unable to hold the heart that does not belong to you, holding the warmth but unable to hold the tears in front of you, a glass of wine is a friend, but after drinking, it is difficult to meet again from now on, and the words will never be stacked, and the ends of the world are separated, and there has never been an appointment, and a farewell hook is waiting for the meeting.

Looking at the day I came through, thinking about the tomorrow I wanted to welcome, and I got the yesterday I lost. Although I talked and separated from my friends, I always lost what I got, but I couldn’t get what I lost again. I have walked too many roads, I remembered too few roads, and I have known many people, but I have few who can remember forever.

I have opened up the fate of being inseparable, but I have to welcome the destiny of giving up. As fate would have gone through, I don’t know what kind of opportunity can solve my inner waiting. Although I am responsible for tomorrow, I have gained nothing today. When I walk on the route given by others, I am unable to judge and analyze my own identification and recognition.

The love dilemma is really a mess. The waiting efforts have not been realized. I am still chasing my heart. However, my tears can tell my tomorrow, but I cannot express my future loss and helplessness. I can only persevere with the encounter and wait with the acquaintance until I am confused.

There is a fate that belongs to you at the wrong intersection, but there is no eternal companion at the place you wait for. The wandering soft voice lost its destiny but received memories. The words can be said but cannot speak that heart, and the things can be said correctly but cannot make others believe in their efforts. Simple tears make the other side silent, and complex audio makes them calm.

Lies deceive for a moment but let them down forever. Sincerity can be gone forever. When cheating, you can lose a lifetime. Thousands of words in a dream cannot be expressed. When you wake up, you realize that you have too little thoughts. There is no unnecessary effort on the road to meeting, but all the efforts cannot be recorded in the depths of your heart.

Love is vast, tears are missing, love travels thousands of miles but cannot walk to the people who bless you in your heart. Tears are close at hand but cannot let people on the other side see clearly. When I miss you, I always cry because of others. When I see the tears falling, I cannot make up for the road I used to. Although I can understand now, I cannot understand the helplessness of the past.

On one road, two people come and walk. One goes to loneliness, while the other goes to waiting. The lonely heart cannot understand the tears of one's waiting, but cannot accumulate the current self. If you think too much, you will say wrong, and if you ask too much, you will hear it. Is it yours or my fault, it will fall in the mortal world.

The plum blossoms fall because of the times, people walk because of words, look at each other and never get along with each other, and meet each other without staying together. From then on, the two meet each other, and the scene of the mortal world moves, tears and tears flow in the heart, and they fail to recognize the sound of falling, and the scenery is hidden in the dream.

A sentence that doesn’t matter but cannot lock in the taste of others. I taste the road I walked together, but I can’t see how long I have been waiting for, how long and how many tears, a cup of lovesickness will never be drunk, a longing for a long time, but I can’t imagine the taste of the future. The inner retention treats it as the companion of this world, walking with all the scenery and falling with vicissitudes.
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