A familiar person always has a sense of comfort and loneliness when walking on a street of his own. Life is like a picture, its own, and it is someone else's. If you miss it, it is helpless. If you lose it, it is just a cup of light tea. After passing through the vicissitudes, you will know that life is helpless. If you love the wrong person, you will know that sadness is always everywhere. If you remember it helplessly, it is the end and the vicissitudes of life.

Dreams, shorten a person's mood, miss a person's sorrow, missing a person's loss, just parting in life, one cares, an illusion, is a dream of life, and also a fate of love, just each other's talent, sadness, the dust of the world, one person ends, one person begins, just no fate with each other, just a missed life, the world is so beautiful, but you can't see my smile.

The dust of the world, the end of life, is just desolation, just the confusion of longing, the night of one person, the melancholy of one person, just the breeze of the moonlight, just the intoxication that cannot be remembered, how many waits are exchanged for the wounds of life, how many loves are exchanged for the never-ending life, just the accident of longing, think of the first speech, a period of wind and moon, missed you and me.

Love is a confusion and a melancholy in life. You are the first love, flowers, snow and moon, I am the parting and the ground is covered with wounds, the rainbow is still the dream of the past, life is still the coldness of the years, but I just can't see it again, but I can't see it again, how beautiful you are, how sad I am, just the parting in life, the one who cannot see it, and the one who will never see it again.

Gentleness, if it is also a life fault, I would rather make mistakes again and again, and wait. If it is ruthless, I am willing to be lost. You are the myth of life, I am the dust of life, just a roller coaster of life, one cannot find, the other cannot remember, the last one is just a withering of a person, a person's separation, no fate, and from then on, I will be lost in the touch of life.

Love is a brush, life is a kind of ending, longing, intermittent, and gratitude in life. There is always a sadness, a desolation, a longing, and a feeling of life. It is just a person's fault, a person's tears, love parting, life's helplessness, just other helplessness, sadness of a person's autumn, scenery is just a person's mood, and longing is just a person's dawn.

How much effort is just the touch of life, how many illusions are just the remorse of life, the scenery of a person, the longing under the moonlight, the frequent goodbye, the thoughts of life, the illusion of longing, the love is so humble and life is so indifferent, it is just the familiarity of life, there is a kind of goodbye, the dream of life, and the last love eye.

The indifference of the love eye is a style and a kind of painting of vicissitudes. It has a kind of indifference and a kind of goodbye. It is just the separation of life, hiding too much fragility, just the feeling of life, hiding too much restraint, a person, a love, a scenery belonging to life, just the wandering years, hiding dreams of flowers, just the season of life, hiding a world of a person.

A dream, a love, a season of longing is always so familiar, always so gentle, a person's shouting, a person's letting go is just a loneliness in life, just an appreciation of mind, much more, just a true meaning of life, many mistakes, just a separation in life, long time no see, the fallen leaves of the tree of wisdom are also the vicissitudes of the sea of ​​people.

Love is a person, life is a dream, there are longing for separation and wishes for vicissitudes, it is just the perception of life, it is just the goodbye of love, the flowers of watching, a person's willingness to give up, it is love, fate, and it is also the gratitude of life, the goodbye of goodbye, it is just the love of life, the withering of kites, it is just a separation of life, looking back on life, it is just a person's illusion.

Life is a melancholy and a desolation. How many perfection is just a flash in the pan, how many waiting, just a farewell, flowers bloom and fall, just a ruthless life, people come and go, just a farewell event, missing the loss, or the separation of dawn, just a person's watch, a person's illusion, how many waiting, waiting for a lifetime of forgetting, how many mistakes, missing the years of a lifetime.

About love is a dream and a message, it is just a reminder of life, it is just a deep fate, it is a kind of guardianship, it is also a blessing of life, there is a kind of touch, there is also a kind of understanding, it is called a confused wait, it is called a watchful lookout without fate, it is no longer there, it is a waiting, it is no longer able to look back, it is a loss, it is just a parting in life, it is just a person's love eye.

Giving is a virtue, getting is a message, it is just the fault of longing, it is just the flower of separation, it is just the question of a person, the habit of missing the flying flowers and moons of life, the beauty of lost life, there is a kind of familiarity, erasing the past of life, the yesterday of lost life, it is just the respect of a person, the tenderness of a person, the loneliness of a person, the loneliness of a person, the loneliness of a person, the palm of a life is hard to sing.

The world of longing hides the familiarity of life, the love of goodbye, the distinction of life, the helpless gratitude is just a person's vicissitudes, how many goodbye are, just a person's separation, how many waits are, waiting for a lifetime of old age, and giving up love eyes are also imperfect in life. The fate of goodbye is just a person's separation, how many loneliness is exchanged for a person's sadness.

Flowers bloom and fall are just a familiarity in life, and the retention of goodbye is just a sadness. How many dreams in life, how many loves break up, just a love eye in life, just a kind of forgetting life, love is good, life goes around, just a past period of hope, just a memory of pursuit, how many mistakes, missing the separation of life, and the vicissitudes of life.

About love and mood, I am just sorry. A person’s longing is also unforgettable in the invisible world of the sea of ​​people. It is just a passing by life, a smile of life, and never see again. That tenderness is just a person’s eyes, hiding a lot of helplessness. The true meaning of love is just a person’s true thoughts and many illusions that make a person collapse, make the lost love and break up in life.

Love is a kind of prosperity. There is an indescribable feeling about love, and a scenery that cannot be seen through. It is the stay in the heart and a kind of unclear life. The backwardness of flowers is just a separation in life. How many scenery is just a vicissitudes of life, the tenderness of goodbye, just a person's heart, just a person's love, the warmth of goodbye, just a person's care.

The scenery misses the initial love, the loss of life, the final prosperity, just the love of a person, the scenery of a person, the dream of goodbye, just the mistake of watching over life, miss the love of a person, love, you are the best God in life and the most beautiful paradise in the future. Looking at your world, I am waiting for your heart, I am lonely, as long as you understand, I am willing to let go.

Everything, as long as my world is ordinary, the mood of waiting, as long as it is quiet, a person's heart, a person's love is just a concern in life, just a kind of flowers blooming and falling in life, no matter what other world, missed the scenery, just a goodbye in life, just a hasty life, a grateful heaven, a lost fate, just a passing by in life.

Smile, how inhumane, how lost, how many bolts of the ocean, how goodbye is, just a person's fault, a person's separation, a gentle illusion, a lost life's perception, a sad memory, wipe away the sadness of life, a withered heart, and the only thing in life, just looking back at life, listening to one person's language, love is so dedicated, but the mood is broken.

When I cried, I understood what the heart was. When I waited, I knew what love was, it was just a matter of no fate, it was just a concern in life. The goodbye without fate was the inattention of life, and you were the scenery that I could not see again, how much tenderness, how many illusions, just a person's separation, a person's loss, looking back at the difference in life, it was just a person's lack of fate.

The world, a scenery that looks down upon, life, a years that never see each other, how many waits, just the ruthlessness of life, how many letting go, just the end of life, the grateful heart hides the missed life, just your care, just my loss, only realize that loss is so serious and unwilling to be so fragile.

Love is a kind of uniqueness, loss is a kind of understanding, it is just a parting in life, a person's letting go, a person's arrangement, a lot of goodbye, it is just a person's love, a person's helplessness, love is a kind of bondage, and it is also a parting in life. Your seeing, my not understanding, no fate, and from now on, it is just the warmth and coldness of human feelings, but the years are gone.

The waiting in the heart is just waiting for a desolate situation. The mistake in life is just missing a person's desolation, it is the goodbye of longing, it is also the lack of love. It is just a touch of life. Missing you, losing yourself, a person's failure, a person's look, it is just your seeing, my not understanding, the lost heart hides the tranquility of life, goodbye of life, loneliness of a person's love eye.
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