Love is sometimes a hypocritical, sometimes a transaction, a fate of fame and fortune, a complaint of no fate, and many times, the beauty looks down on it, the true love cannot be seen, the time cannot be picked up, and the end, it is just a waste. If there is no fate, there is still a love separation. The back and forth is just too true love, sometimes it is a lie, sometimes it is a promise. We don’t know, but if we regret it, we know that things are impermanent. Many people on the road cannot say clearly, many things cannot be said, and many people cannot wait to see to know that love is still the unspeakable world, the invisible future, and your world, I don’t have time to participate.

Pick up the last look, and see a turn of life, blessings from both sides, just a piece of words, many touches, just a miracle of a person, a lot of indifference, just an invisible fate, care for each other, just a cold heart. How much cherishing has become a mistake in life, how many fates have become each other's other side of the river, cold my thoughts, sour my years, tears, you are still so true, love, you are still so beautiful, but the fate is deep and shallow, sad the whole world, goodbye is also hurt. Waiting for a miracle and thinking about a question mark, you will realize your own suffering, lonely love eyes, and the heart that you see is just the ups and downs of fate.

A person, a line, an indescribable miracle, a waiting, a myth, is just destined, a world that is difficult to describe, a world that is difficult to describe, a world that is unfair, a mood, such sadness, a humble life, just swaying the last sadness. The only heart, the mistake of losing life, the fate of missing, the arrangement of each other, is just the abandonment of love eyes, the life that looks back on, a person's fate, a person's brush, the concern of the next life, the attachment of this life. Other people's world, the heart of goodbye, the heart of sadness, the desire of the next life, just the heart of waiting, the thousand years of the brush, the flower of the other side, the love of no fate in the next life.

Looking at people with your eyes, many moods are innocent, looking at people with your heart, many things are hard to explain. The people who come and go have a luxury and a fascination. They are vicissitudes of their own world, they are in love with each other, and the people are nostalgic, but they are sad. Love is a strange road, longing is a miracle, life is a helpless betrayal, and it is also a vicissitudes of love. The tears of goodbye are just the fog of life, how many waits, how many loves are just the humbleness of life, the sorrow of love, the concern of the next life, and the attachment of this life, but you don’t understand, and I am unwilling to accept it.

A person, a passage, concern for the next life, fate for the next life, cold heart, or the turn, a vast ocean, a blind mind, your understanding, my feelings. The next life, the next life, each other in this life, just you can't see, I can't find it. Later, your ends, my miracle, gentle someone's past, and see through the last maze. The world of tears, the corners of people, the final loss is just the understanding of life, just the miracle of reading. A humble heart, hasty destiny, is goodbye, love, and the last tears, sad feelings, doubtful thoughts, just the deep fate, the shallow love, the loss of love, but the humble and humble mood.

Love always arouses doubts, longing always arouses vicissitudes, so haggard, so unforgettable, the heart of goodbye is still so sad, how many love is just a person's loneliness, just a person's coldness, love is so unfair, longing is still the prehistoric. How many truths are just a concern for each other, the dispersion of the sea of ​​people, just a nostalgia for deep and shallow fate, love is a luxury, and it is also the last concern, waiting for a lifetime, waiting for a lifetime, tenderness for the next life, and attachment for this life. Hasteward fate, unfair brushes, so sadness, so waiting are just a fate for a person, a scar for a person.

Waiting for a person, waiting for a myth, love for a person, injustice for a person, goodbye for love tears, looking back at the fate of the world, it is love, fate, and longing. I missing for a person's thoughts and thoughts of a person's secret love, only knowing that waiting is also a kind of loneliness and helplessness, and hurt is also a kind of fate. I miss a person's eyes, missing a person's sadness, looking back at the loneliness and helplessness of fate, seeing the familiar waiting, only knowing that the world has changed and the mood is dispersed, but the sadness is guarding people's hearts. When flowers bloom, your world, my world, my fate is invisible, each other is indifferent, sadness is sad, and haggard.

The heart of guarding is always so charming, the love of goodbye is always so lonely, the wind, flowers, snow and moon are just a person's understanding, the feeling of goodbye is just a cold world. Looking back at the world of the world, the love of haggard, the only one, holding hands and brows, your world, I can't participate, my waiting, yours can't see, the world is still the same that can't be taken, life is still the same that cannot be expected. The disparity of one person, waiting for a miracle of flowers blooming, thinking of one person's road, missing the fog of life, feeling the understanding of life, the corner of goodbye is just an accidental myth, the love of goodbye.

Waiting alone, waiting for a miracle, thinking alone, thinking about a myth, asking questions, it is just an illusion in life. Thinking about it, it is just a person's understanding, the world changes, life dissipates, it is just a chance to realize that life is ruthless, longing is flawless, just the haggardness of understanding, sadness of life. The heart of goodbye is haggard, the destiny of life is just a lonely scenery, the tears of goodbye are just an illusion in life, love, longing, huge difference, waiting for an illusion. The love eye is still a kind of sadness, life is just a kind of nostalgia, a kind of lovesickness, two myths, strange roads, who is whose scenery, who is whose protection.

The lonely love eye, the understanding of breaking up life is just the watchfulness of longing, the dream of seeing life again, the love of breaking up life, the longing of doubting life, love, so humble, longing, so withering, giving up love eye, loneliness of life is just the strange road of love. The awakened heart, looking back on fate, the ups and downs of one person, waiting for a miracle, thinking about a future is just destined, just the flowers blooming in the heart, the fate without fate, the last wound of missing. The strange road of love, the scenery of people, you are the first love eye, I am the last scenery, the separation of one person, the hurt of two people, looking back on the world, it is just the separation of the sea of ​​people, the illusion of strange road, it is just the lack of fate.

Waiting for you is me, missing you is me, and accompanying you is not me, missing the street corner, obsession with love, turning around alone, hurt alone, love is so humble, I can't see clearly in your world, do you understand how many tears are, just your complaints, my unforgettable. Goodbye heart, love smile, is the fog of life, and the final effort, tearful dedication, human loneliness, is just a person's insignificance, just a person's painting of longing, love is running, longing has so many haggard scenery. The streets of strange longing, the connections of a person, the phone number of a person, so confused, so simple, or a person's loss.

Love is a landscape, a kind of sunny day, with a smile of longing and a kind of blessing, love is a brush, and it is also a demand for life, how many waits, how many fates, how many fates, how many fates, how many fates, how many fates, how many fates, how many fates, how many fates, how many fates, how many fates, how many fates, how many fates, how many fates, how many fates, how many desires, how many loves, how many desires, how many loneliness in life, how many loneliness in life, is also the last fog.

Love is mood, and also the wish of life. Looking back, it is the waiting for life, the final sharing, it is the humility of life, and it is also a miracle for a person. The fate is deep and shallow, the separation of love, the final miracle, the so-called loneliness is just the separation of the sea of ​​people. Lost separation, sad heart is always so simple, helpless love, breakup, and how much fragility is just a person's heart, just a person's love, doubt and longing, looking back and understand. The scenery passes through the sea of ​​people, the passing of one person, the concern of one person, the sad withering one person, the separation of one person, the heart is haggard.

The lonely eyes, the sad and haggard, the only one, the sadness of this world, looking back at the fog of life, the care of one person, the desolation of one person, the life failure, the true meaning of love, one person leaving one person wrong. The lonely eyes, hasty tears, love and magic, longing and illusion, how many tears, missing the humbleness of life, the haggard painting of one person, only know that the world has changed, and one's heart has also become cold. The missed heart is still the lost love, it is just the understanding of life, it is just the heart of one person, the love of one person, the understanding of perception, waiting for the flowers of life to bloom, seeing one person's fate, being indifferent to each other, waiting for me for three lifetimes.

What a person bears is not love, what a person watches is not a miracle, the heart of goodbye, the understanding of lost life, the understanding of many love, the coldness of each other, the understanding of haggardness, love is a myth and the final scenery. Sadness is always helpless, love is always giving, looking back at the strange road of life, it is just a miracle, just a person's perception, the understanding of heart, the brush of haggard life, love is a landscape, loss is understanding, the picture of haggard life, understanding of the humbleness of life, longing in the corner, or rain, looking back at the frozen side, do you remember that my heart is broken and people are cold.

Love you is my lifelong concern, separation from the sea of ​​people, many wishes, looking back at dreams, just an unchanging love, gentle thoughts, sad autumn, goodbye fate, each other's brushes, just a tender wish. A heart that understands, nostalgia for goodbye, a person's wish, a person's scenery, love is so helpless, life is so missed, just a life's watch, and the loss of the last cold. A heart that cares about is always careless, the scenery passes through, just a parting in the sea of ​​people, melancholy perception, a person's coldness, a person's heart, and a person's cares about are always so simple, the loss of love, the only truth is just an illusion of life.

The song of life is the end of the world, the smile is the best, life is just an enlightenment, the mood is just a period of melancholy, the dream is dissipated, the people are dissipated, love loses itself, the understanding of life, the mood is always so withered. The helpless heart is always so simple, the lost love is always so missed, love is a kind of understanding, missed is a kind of love, the understanding of each other, the person who misses is always so simple, always so lost, love is still love, but the mood is not the past. The road of life, one's own failure, the fog of illusion, the understanding of life, the heart of goodbye is always so innocent, the illusion is still the youth, and the love is still the same.

Love, mood, loss of life, goodbye of illusion, life is a melancholy, mood is a kind of fog, the heart of perception is always so simple, the scenery is still young, understanding is still desolate, life is humble, and the last illusion. A love disperses the fate of this life, the brush of each other, the chance of goodbye is just a life failure, the fog of illusion, the sad haggardness. It makes a person's heart cold, the fate of goodbye, the fate of each other, how many waits, the illusion is still so cold, the mood is still so disappointed, the relationship is deep and the relationship is shallow, and the loss of a lifetime is later.

My heart is cold, thinking about my waiting, how much loss is just a fog, just a person's failure, love is a miracle, life is a kind of understanding, an illusion of longing, and the final loss. The lost heart is always so simple. Looking back on the perception of life, the understanding heart is always so humble, the missed love, the doubt of life, the scenery is still the same lost, and the missed love is still a kind of emotion, the cold heart, the missed thought is just the effort of life. Nostalgia is still a kind of scenery, and longing is still an illusion, it is just your world, my love eyes, and the vicissitudes of a person.
Chapter completed!