A song without words music, ghost into the soul, cycle of the night, sadness of the night, heartache into a broken, tears into the sadness! The heart is like a pair of silk nets with thousands of knots. Love is like the moon in the rain, seems to have a million difficulties! Standing in the ferry port of love, looking through the eyes, where is the shadow of the gentleman? The paper is short and the words are not enough. The fireworks are easy to cold, the green flower is easy to break. Who promised me, this life is not parted, the next life is not sobbing sad? The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I want to be able to do that.
The cloud is dashing and wants to rain, the water is gurgling and sends no words. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it. The years have love, the rest of life is endless, the face smile flow lamp, hazy hope moon shadow. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do it all in one place!
The love of the past life is not yet finished, the fate of this life is not yet finished. In that life, the Naiho Bridge, you only drink half a cup of Mengbo soup, only for the next life, according to the residual memory, will I summon! ( Article reading network: www.sanwen.net )
But seek, this life love affair is not negative Acacia lead, waiting for prosperity bloom stars in the sky, I wish to provide you with a lifetime of not forgetting the love, look back at the smile on the thousands of flavors!
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world, and I've never seen a woman in the world who didn't know what she was doing.
You said, the soul of the heart is lonely, only to be understood by one person, this time the fate of the encounter, I hope the Millennium will not be responsible for the Secretary; I said, three thousand obsessions, only for one person to stay, the fate of the acquaintance, I hope that the cycle of life and death is not away from the king!
You said, regardless of the people thousands of miles, regardless of the birth of a few times, regardless of poverty and wealth, regardless of today and tomorrow, just want to see the world with me until the frost stained white hair, not to leave, not to give up, not to move, not easy, qing can be willing?
What I say is, I don't fear the wind and rain, I don't fear the mountain and water, I don't fear the clear and the bitter, I don't fear the night and the day, I would like to join hands with you to play in the red dust, even if the sideburns are as white as frost and snow, there is no grudge, no remorse, no change, no change, can you know it?
The heart of Cindy, the love is lingering. I'm not sure if you're a good person, but I'm a good person, and I'm not a good person. In this life, I just want to be a woman with a heart as simple as a vegetarian, with a green silk white clothes, with a touch of the heart as a lotus, fine words, soft and gentle, accompanied by the end of the world, the sea and the sea! Looking for a side of the mountain valley, build a thatched cottage simple residence, the heart has something to rely on, some return to love, dust settled, warmth accompanied. You should write about the years with a pen, and the Secretary should talk about the love, look at each other and gaze at each other, and then pass the eyebrows, so that they do not ask where the end of the world is, regardless of the sunset and the night, with the landscape as a companion, and the sun and the moon with the joy!
The falling rain knocked on the window, wet whose love, woke up whose dream? A acquaintance, two places to hold each other, a little tenderness into the sadness, turned into tears of lovesickness! A heavy landscape, two places to miss, obsessed with the idea of becoming obsessed with the fall of melancholy, the only remaining empty sigh! Butterfly beauty, the end of the sadness of the sea! The only thing that you need to do is to get drunk on your own, and then you'll be able to get away with it!
When will we know what day we will see each other, this night is difficult to love! Your eyes like water, smiling like a flower, my glimpse, a glance of ten thousand years! This is a long time to cross the thousands of mountains and rivers, melt the heart into the bone! A song "do not love the mountains and rivers love beautiful people", clear sound like a complaint, ink stained fingertips, full of a hundred turns of tenderness, deep feelings, soft rambling, who understands the person who strokes the piano? Who knows how to play the piano, who pays attention to the softness of the heart?
Flower fall residual red, heart broken residual pain, those who can not catch the moment, can not go back to the past, through the scene also love love has been killed, low-eyebrow look at the heart of the heart has been cool! The red is not a merciless thing, turned into spring mud more protective flowers. Love is like a flower light as a dream, dream drunken thousand years will never wake up! Even though it is difficult to get close to people at the end of the world, only to see the soul has flown across! If the heart is connected, love is also connected, you have me, I have you, you are not lonely, I am not alone! Stranger prosperity, the dark fragrance of the sleeve, you and I sing and walk, and walk and cherish!