The care of life, the touch of lost life, there is always a season, the endurance of lost life, the years of old life, many mistakes, the care of lost life, there is always a ruthlessness, hiding the sorrow of life. The touched people are always easy to lose, and the helpless heart always hides too much of life, how many mistakes, hiding the care of lost life. The comfort of lost life, there is always a health, hiding the tears of life, there is always a hurdle, and there is also a humor, hiding the loss of life, and there is no regret of life. There is no too much grievance in life, nor too much forgiveness. The lost people are always touched by life, and the helpless heart is always a loss of life.

In the moment of the season, there is always a mistake in the loss of life, and there is also a sorrow in life, hiding the loss of life, hiding the sorrow of life, is also a hasty life. The lost season, the dream of hasty life, the separated season, there is always a dream, hiding the understanding of life, hiding the care of life. The lonely world hides the only mistake, and the only person always has the insights of life, the missed heart, hiding the dream of life, and hiding the road of life. The season of a person, the world of a person, has humbly rush to himself, and from then on, he is helpless, thanking the world, the heart of a person, and the dream of a person, hiding the tears of life.

In a bumpy career, there is always a person's mistake, a person's loss, the peak of the world, missed the failure of life, the waiting of life, there are always the seasons of life, and the vicissitudes of life, and the amount of care has become a separation in life. Memory, life's mistakes, helplessness, life's loss, how much busyness, the gratitude of life, hides a person's heart, hides a person's love, there is always a loneliness, hides the road of life, and loses the love. How many mistakes, miss a person's world, how many mistakes, miss a person's arrangement, the separation of love eyes, the understanding of lost life, and miss the truest years.

Who makes me hate Hangsheng, who is it, cut my life, who is it, compile my failure, a person, a person, a person, a person, helpless life. How many mistakes have become the backbone of life, how many right and wrong have become the excellence of life, how many people have become the helplessness of life, after the glory, it is just a bolt of ruthlessness of life. The streets of a person, the world of a person, how many right and wrong have become the opposition of life, how many helplessness have become the ruggedness of life, and later, it is just a loneliness and a kind of guardianship. A kind of custom, achieve the touch of life, a kind of love, achieve the hazy life, a kind of indifference, and achieve the care of the brush.

The endless night hides the love of life, the endless aging, the fragility of life, the endless waiting, waiting for the desolation of a lifetime, how many trajectories are, just a person's world, the prosperity of a person. The world begins to smile, and life begins to understand in seconds, but only ruthlessness, just memory, miss the familiarity of life, miss the last understanding. The lost heart hides the quietness of life, and helpless people hide the last touch, how many loss, miss the initial excitement. There is always a confusion in life, and there is always a touch in life, hiding the concern of life, hiding the failure of life, just a person's watch, a person's change.
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