The street is cold for ten miles long, and people's thoughts will never change forever. This hurt heart wipes away the initial beauty and the last scenery. Love is so charming and life is so fragile, just because one understands, just because one never sees again. Later, I realized that life is not destined. Passersby and no fate are just the touching of life, but the last flowers bloom and the impermanence of life. People who care about it are always so hasty, and the lost heart wipes away the last scenery. Whether it is love, loss, or the most beautiful, it is just a passerby and a different life, the tenderness of goodbye is just a understanding of life.

How many hasty things are just love in life, how many philosophical things are, just greetings in life, a loss in life, a care-watching eye, just loneliness. A gentle world, a hasty person's heart, the scenery you care about, the years of old life. How many dreams are just hopes that come out casually, how many waits are just concerns that are not destined to part. The clouds of the sea of ​​people are rolling, the dream of goodbye is heartbroken, just tears of a person, just helplessness of a person. Love is related to separation, life is not destined, just people are moved, just heartless, the familiarity that is missed, the distance of goodbye is just a gentle compassion.

Time is the most beautiful brush in life, and it is also the last desolate dream. A smile is just to appreciate the beautiful world, the speed of appreciation, the love of goodbye, always so tender, longing, or the indifference of a person, just a person's indifference. It is a miss, and it is also a missed familiarity, understanding, and the last scenery. Love is a glass of bitter wine, and it is also the stay of longing, the gentle scenery, the hasty heart, the fate of goodbye, it is just the indifference of each other, the loneliness of watching the sea of ​​people, and the sad brush of a person is not without fate, but never seeing each other again.

The lost care is just a silent heart-wrenching, and some understanding, it is just the haggardness of life, the lonely life without fate, the lost life scenery, the heart without fate, it is just the hasty, the most beautiful quietness, it is still so peaceful, the distant life, it is just the world of a person, the scenery is shuttled, it is just the understanding of life. The missed heart, sadness of a person's love, the gentle heart, is always so charming, the sincereness of a lost life, the brush that understands the life. The scenery is shuttled, the sea of ​​people is confused, the heart is vicissitudes, the old people are old, a song is not fate, a true heart is the desolation of a dream, and it is also the understanding of life, it is just the mistake of life, and the missed the initial accident.

Helplessness always hides the confusion of life, hasty, always locks away the initial gratitude, the loss of mood, just the ruthlessness of life, the longing of goodbye, just the touch of life. Looking back at the scenery of life, the distant longing of goodbye, how much tenderness, just a farewell, a sea of ​​others, how many wanderings, scenery shuttles, just the touch of the sea of ​​people, missing the loss of life, looking back at the scenery of life, the tenderness of a person, the loss of a person, the trouble of a crowd, and the ruthlessness of the last parting. The lonely eyes hide the world of separation, the wandering love eyes, the wandering wandering, just encourage the last wandering, and the helplessness of a person.

Lost scenery, the dust of life settles, how many dreams are, just the separation of life, how many heart-wrenching, just a ruthless, the hasty memory, always closing a person's heart, the helpless season always locks a person's road, the heart of goodbye, the prosperity of old life, how much helpless, just a dream of a person. Whether love or confusion, it is just a farewell in life, just a chance leave. A truth, a departure, just a ruthless memory, the scenery has changed, love has dispersed, and the only heart has dispersed. The truth that has no fate, the separation that touches life, the accidental mistake, and missed the first encounter, this is the most beautiful.

The helpless mood is always so unexpected. The romance of life, the inadvertent one's inadvertent one is tenderness, the scenery, and the wasted life, the only change, the only loss and confusion, the motivation to lose life, and miss the initial love. The dazzling world, the old years, the little initiative, just the helplessness of life, the little tenderness, just the scenery of life, whether it is love or loss, at first, in the end, just a loss, just a cherishing. Singing in the long street, shallow thoughts, strange roads in life, just a chance of missing, just a separation of life, a parting, ruthless memories of life, and aging the years of life.

Love is a responsibility, a dedication, a touch of life, and a final parting. The helpless emotion is always haggard in a person's heart. The so-called goodbye is just a smile of life. A smile is a life without fate. The lonely eyes hide the end of life and the prosperity is settled, just a familiar parting, just a ruthless memory, a deep dream, a brief look back, just a wind has gone, people have dispersed, the only heart has become cold, the loneliness has become shallow, looking back on the past, it is just a bright moon, a ruthlessness. The generosity of memory, looking back on the shortness of life, the confusion of love, haggard in a lifetime of fireworks, wind, love, no fate, lonely watch.

The lost scenery, hasty heart, helpless world, humble heart, old age, and a little cooldown, just a person's gratitude, just a person's fault. It is the scenery, wandering, and the only love, just the touch of life, miss your world, lose my prosperity, dream, sunset, and the last love eye, just loneliness. The July guarding the sea of ​​people, the prosperous and confused mood is just a person's chance, just a person's loss, a wronged touch of life, lost the scenery of life, the fate of goodbye, just each other's love, and understand a person's heart.

Love is the beauty of life and the last love eye, it is just the loneliness of life. Missing a person's world, the feeling of losing life is the eye of love, loss, and the last helplessness. The only mood, the sad world is yours, others can't see it, not yours, others can't find it. This world is really beautiful, it's just that the mood is uncomfortable, loneliness of a person's prosperity, and feeling kindness of a person's heart. Give up the love eye, finally confused, a person's loss, a person's hasty, loneliness, or loneliness, it's just that tenderness has dispersed, it's just that I have no chance to be wrong.

Helpless mood, old man's oath, love is so pale and powerless, life is so humble, lonely heart is always so careless, lost love is always so never seen again. Looking back on the familiarity of life, it is just the touch of life, the inspiration of fate, the lost eyes of a person is the smile of breaking up, and the last love eye, walking alone, dreaming alone, looking back on the deep and shallow relationship, it is just the touch of each other without fate. There are people outside of people, it is better not to miss love than to miss it. It is difficult to be a human being. If you don't miss it, you will cry, and you will feel sad. Only then will you know that people are gone and the building is empty, and only then will you know that ruthless memories are always so pale.

There are too many things that are too late, and there are so many understandings. The lonely world hides the last prosperity. It is the dream that waking up, and the people dispersed. The only one is the familiarity of life and the last strangeness. The touching heart is always the end of a person, the helpless love is always the scenery of a person, the loss, and the last old age. The confession of love, the helpless thoughts are just the end of a person's song, the end of a person, just the look back and forth between a person, the scenery is shuttled, the sea of ​​people is moved, the cherishment of a person's love, the past is missed, the gentle compassion is missed, the initial familiarity is missed.

The protagonist of missing always makes a person cry in tears. The humble thoughts always miss the past loss and the many scenery, but the people are gone and the buildings are empty, and the buildings are understood. It is just a humble missed by a person. Love is cherishing, and the losses of life, the scenery, and the last helplessness. Looking back at the strange road in life, it is just a hasty, just a cherishing. Ancient legends are always so charming, and the emotions of helplessness are always so hard to believe. Later, I realized that people are gone and the buildings are empty, and I understood that fireworks are easy to be cold, and my mood is low, but a person's not understanding, and a person's illusion.

Sadness always comes unexpectedly, life is always missed step by step, the last ruthless memory, the touch of lost life, the fate of goodbye, the silent separation, the occasional longing is just a wandering life. Whether it is blessing, loss, the final charm is just a touch of a person, just a person's illusion. Understanding old age, prosperity, a person's heart, love is so humble, just a person's illusion, it is goodbye, and also a memory of life, it is just an encouragement of life, the familiarity of missing. A strange heart, familiar with the love that goes away, only knows that people are cold and life is impermanent, and they are just a passerby, coming in a hurry and leaving.

A beautiful brush, sad about a person's autumn, is also a memory, an illusion of life, a helplessness, and the final perception, it is just that people are gone, the building is empty, the heart is scattered, and the people are cold. When you wake up from the dream, you know that you are just a passerby in life, the dream is also scattered, and the fate is also severed, but the autumn wind of life is crying, and the fate is deep and shallow, and the occasional longing is full of emotion and kindness. Later, people are ruthless, and longing is only a matter of parting in the world. A busy heart is busy crying, and a hasty person always wanders around the scenery of a person, which is care, parting, and the final love, loss, breaking the song, and helpless miss.

The world is big, life is wide, longing is very narrow, the narrow makes people cry, the wide makes people helpless, it is the season, the flowing cup, and the last vastness, the story always begins like this, parting always ends like this, the only sadness, haggardness, the touch of life, the final effort is just a person's lyricism, whether it is love or brush, it is just the output of life, it is just the end of life. The fate of goodbye is just the familiarity of life, the understanding of breakup, it is just the illusion of a person. People are gone, the buildings are ruthless, and the flowers are blooming, and how many dispersions have become accidents in life, how many losses have become no more in life, and the only scenery is just the loss of the sea of ​​people.

The clouds of life and death are just a rippling life, and some chance, just a familiarity, part, and beginning, and the final story is always the old age of a person, and a look back. Whether it is comfort, loss, or loss, it is just a touch of life, just a fragility of life, no matter how good the scenery is, it is just a passerby in life, and no matter how good the scenery is, it is the end of it is just a grain of sand and dust in the sea of ​​people, the loss of scenery, the memory of old life, the beautiful love, changing the last indifference is to give up, understand, but the aging of life, and the only loss.

Those who keep missing cannot see the prosperity of life, the loss of goodbye is just the encouragement of life, the world of experience, and the last never to see again, just the understanding of life, miss the initial familiarity. It is dream, love, distant, and never to see again. Looking back at the story, always generous and helpless confidence, always giving alone, and the last is just the wandering of one person. It is memory, hasty, and charming scenery. Whether love or loss, it is just the watchfulness of one person, it is just the illusion of one person.

Don't hit me, I'm just a gust of love, I neglect me, I'm just a grain of sand and dust in life, clouds rolling and unwinding, just a passerby in the sea of ​​people, no more, just a touch of life, no more longing. The occasional wind hastily rushes a person's dream, goodbye heart, changes the last indifference, is mood, parting, just heart-wrenching life. The last love eye is just a mistake in life, the last loss is just a touch of life, the last loss is just a touch of life, love is so humble, just helpless in life. Whether it is loss, touching, fragile scenery, sadness of a person's sincerity is helpless, haggard, and sadness that understands.
Chapter completed!