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What makes people mature is experience, not years. Out of nowhere, I took a petal into my arms, caressed it, tasted it slowly, kissed it carefully, where is it still on earth? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots. Perhaps the time is too short, to stay a petal treasure in the depths of the heart will soon be old, do not let the memories colorless, do not let life tasteless, do not let the years without trace. Thousands of mountains and thousands of water look off, red dust and purple strata, dreaming of flowers, leaving a few incense, red dust fall, is not to escape the destiny? The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services of the company. Fade out of the wind, lonely as smoke still waiting for you on the other side of the shore, with you walking in the sky, listen to the long flow of water, see the flowers all over the place. Who is listening, a leaf knows the beauty of autumn? I've been thinking about it for a long time, and it's like a fall of leaves in the fall, and it hurts. Everything is like the sand between your fingers, don't exert yourself and don't try to grasp it, all the action can only accelerate its loss, just like the sand between our fingers. The sand is finally gone, leaving our hands, alone in mid-air; all the hands are gone, once the flash is not the hands, left behind is not the hands, but the sand between the fingers. Some things are not to see the hope to insist, but to insist to see the hope. Midday, *** hot sun, baked the ground hot hot hot. The old man is out, sitting in the cool and refreshing place to talk about this and that, each with their own views, each with their own ideas. Cicadas and "robins" on the trees are all barking listlessly, as if to say: "Oops! Today is really hot ah, the dead sun almost put me to death. It's a hot summer. But summer has its benefits, it allows the seedlings to grow fast!" Floating life dream broken string, a step to step through a tree white, a bridge clear rain an umbrella open. The world of the red dust, waiting for you for thousands of years, but you have not returned. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it in a few minutes. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the pain. Who has walked from whose youth, leaving behind a smile; who has stayed in whose flower season, warming the miss; who has disappeared from whose rainy season, flooded with tears. The loneliness of youth is the embellishment of life; youth without loneliness is sad; however, lonely youth is not no happiness, but we do not understand happiness. The night is for those who have wounds to lick their wounds where others cannot see. The past is like the wind, come and go, go and come again, a scene into my mind, how much I want to become a wisp of flotsam, fly into your deep dream, and you **** dance. Maybe you are really the death of my past life, this life for my obsessive waiting. I would like us to understand each other more, more familiar, but instead of a few more strangers, leaving behind only the good memories of the past. A paper pale, a paper love blip, a paper falling flowers, a paper dream, a paper cold, a paper autumn water, a paper sadness, the next to the road, the guest dream garden, the autumn moon in the sky; who is the red makeup and powder, a dream of cold, autumn water is often, the falling flowers surprised dream? A cavity full of feelings, the zither half of the month, look alone, the seer, the cold wind piercing the heart, hidden pain, singing to the wine, tears scattered dreams of the Yellow Springs, the ink, floating moonlight song, butterfly language leisurely, carrying the intention of the ghost. Autumn wind blowing leaves floating, sticking to a clear idea, in the depths of time will be the memory of that warm incense stranded, Mu a morning light, Ying a eye calm, who's a glimpse, stationed in the memory corridor of the floating incense lingering circling? Listen to the fall, quietly stand in front of the window, listen to the sound of geese soaring far, listen to the fruitful murmur, a touch of cloudy sky brilliant, a volume of autumn sound v. Autumn Mian. There is an umbrella, held for a long time, the rain stopped and refused to collect; there is a bunch of flowers, smelled for a long time, withered and refused to lose; when the sun fell, and then rose, everything has changed; to go, have gone; to leave, did not stay; is time did not wait for me, or you, forget to take me away; once thought of the end of the world, turned out to be just a misunderstanding; Our love always can't withstand the years. The sun is setting in the west, a tea drink to colorless, tasteless, twilight gradually rise. The first thing you need to do is to take a look at a flower, sit in the meditation room, silence, burn a stick of incense, calabash on the silent recitation of the scriptures; cool night, such as the note of the rain, fall hit the lotus leaves sound, can, cohesion of all my thoughts, in front of the Buddha's devout prayers, blessing: Qingcheng unharmed, pavilion corridors, deep alleys, singing, years of quiet, quiet, quiet good and peaceful. Butterfly around the Qingchuan, so the people of the South Mountain, flower pity pity people flowers also drunk, people strangers have died, a few love into the butterfly dream, fluttering residual flowers into the mortal world, infatuation such as butterflies, memories such as flowers, butterflies according to the flower, flower pity people, people have been gone, the flashy indifference, the only according to the flower sleep. Thoughts like a rainbow, colorful can be overflowing, ask the butterfly dream when to return, Tanabata color bridge under the flowers drunk, pacing intoxicated people have died, flowers under the tears, a few love. The wind with a smile, the clouds leisurely fluttering white long sleeve, the flowers seem to understand the wind heart music frequently nodded, the water in the wind layer brimming. You wade in the water, lightly twisting the scroll, for my shallow ink sketch, from then on I will live in your picture, the wind and rain is not immersed, cold and summer. You twisted the wind and softly chanted, the so-called Iren, in the water side. I've been living in the Tang and Song dynasties since then, soaking in the scent of books, full of poetic flavor. 掬一捧清水，放逐在江河，融入流逝的岁月，将心洗净；捻一缕心香，遥寄在云端，在最深的红尘里重逢，将心揉碎；望一程山水，徘徊在月下，在相思渡口苦守寒冬，将心落寞。 The bridge is not a bridge, the fog is not fog, the heart is not the heart, the fight is not as good as the ferry, the ferry is not as good as the ferry, the ferry does not know how to cross? The year, the fragrance is thick, the sun reflecting the rain, looking back at the lights like flowers. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products in the world, and then you can get your hands on some of the most popular ones. At that time, the heart of the matter gurgling, love. I've been holding my knees against your shoulders, picking up your hair with my fingertips, enjoying the faint scent of lilies, rubbing my face against your hair, listening to the sweetness of your heart, and getting used to the warmth of the moment. At that moment, the face into forever, happiness flow into our hearts. Looking back at a hundred years, I am like a dream, who is a world of flavor? The first thing you need to do is to look at the color of the flowers, and then look at the color of the flowers, and then look at the color of the flowers. The first thing you need to do is to look at the other side of the fence and see if you can find a way to get to the other side of the fence, and if you can find a way to get to the other side of the fence. The appendices, not find the bleak, once upon a time, a world of love, but a drop of red dust tears! The first time, a world of infatuation, but a handful of fallen flowers sad! The time is shallow, the years are warm. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product or not. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on the best of the best, and then you'll be able to get your hands on the best of the best, and then you'll be able to get your hands on the best of the best. Choose an ancient town of Jiangnan poetic habitat, spring, see the green lush; summer, enjoy the flowers red leaves Bi; fall to, with the fruits of their own incense; winter, and snow, plum blossom together in the time charming. Pick up a queer shallow words and phrases, waving a piece of simple writing ink, so that this restless heart temporary liberation, return to the warm bed of that long attachment. If the ancient bright moon is round today, then let the Sheng Tang poetry for me to spread, let the Song Song to sing for me, your deep soft embrace is the fragrance of my light dream cotton long thought love how deep, the dream has more ripples. A whole world of prosperity, but a song of romantic sadness. 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 then you can get your hands on some of the most popular ones. The wind, the moon, the water, the spring color, the willow bank, can not go, is still the dream of the flowers. The light smile, the clothes green, strangers in the story of the years, cold a few peach blossom water color. The point drop shallow, such as wisps of dark incense, hole through all the old dreams of the dust edge. When the butterfly for the flower broken, who, a few quotes whispering, waiting for the promise of a lifetime? As watery feelings, is a gentle heart, a kind of unspeakable soft, a kind of unique language beauty, a kind of difficult to describe the painting. It, can not touch, but really exist, such as shadow; it, can not see, but often reflected in the eyes, never far away; it, erase, but vaguely, such as the wind like rain. It, out of the light luster, such as a song about a thousand miles away; it, the interpretation of the purest emotions, such as a silhouette let a person thumping heart. Perhaps the marriage of the past life, perhaps the fate of the next life, wrong to meet in this life, adding a fruitless grudge. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes. The first time I saw this, it was a very good thing that I was able to see it. Today all kinds of things, like water without trace. Tomorrow night, the gentleman has been strangers. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it. We are all so separated in the wind of the years, back to the head, but can not see the traces of once together, although, once so hard together. Young people are the only ones who have the right to weave their own dreams, and when they are young, they are never redeemed. The most precious thing in the world is friendship, the most romantic is love, the most touching is love, the most wanted is true love, I want to see is you have a good mood. When you step on the platform from now on alone to go, you know I am so worried, the heart of a thousand words, but can only be on your deep staring moment; I'm so sad but refused to say out. When we get together, we don't know the value of friendship, but we know that it is the most necessary thing in life, like salt, less it has what taste. Thank you very much for your feelings for me, in a different place this Valentine's Day is the first time, but you can let me always feel that you care about me around me! When we parted, we did not shed tears, relative, speechless. Watching the setting sun through the tip of Wenfeng Pagoda, sprinkling its afterglow on the bank of Xiching River. This life, can not meet each other the most lonely. The first time I saw this is when I was a little girl, and I was a little girl, and I was a little girl. The sad sentence look, flowers bloomed it, Curcuma again survived a year. The lonely people always remember everyone who appears in their lives, just as I always think of you unreservedly! What is not mine is not mine after all, I am ultimately one of your passers-by. When you really love something you realize how fragile and powerless words are. Lone star broken, broken dreams, cold clothes. 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 then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular ones. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the stuff that you've been doing, and then you'll be able to get to the next level. However, the moment you turn your head, you have forgotten the tenderness of the millennium, for me to plant a bone-deep wound in this life; thousands of drunkenness, can not be drunk this life of ten thousand volumes of sadness. In and out of the volume, words carved heart, only a song sings an unchanging story, fade into the bottom of the heart. In this life, I follow the ancient legend, in the tunnel of time, for you to sprinkle withered petals. In this life's short lingering, the most beautiful memories, strung into a melodious melody, only to pay tribute to the flowers when the most gorgeous meet. And I, only to be forgotten in --- the ancient remnants of the dream. Drunkenness and forgetfulness, why should we be entangled in the family; pity the silent night, the shadow of the words bleak. The first thing you need to do is to get a good understanding of the situation, and the second thing you need to do is to get a good understanding of the situation, and the third thing you need to do is to get a good understanding of the situation. In the ageless night, stringing up your warm piece of broken words, folded into the Tang and Song Dynasty, paved with tonight's text. A love affair can only be sent to the dream, and I, into a dream butterfly, waiting for the dawn in the long thin moonlight, **** dance. The gears of time will not stay for anyone's disillusionment, people, it is impossible to retain the season. Even if, in that season, there are engraved feelings, there are unforgettable people, still will quietly flow away. And we can only walk with the time, walk through the summer, walk through the late fall, and then through the winter, in order to usher in the spring. In the blink of an eye, it's another year. Lightly wipe the eyes of Acacia, look *** The past is like smoke, this earthly ancient path, the ties are difficult, love and hate is difficult to round, this shore, the ice and snow entanglement, the process of tear drop weathering millennium, look back, the tenderness of this glance is fixed in the heart of the sea of the most fragile place, such as lamps, such as weaving. Acacia red dust, eye over no trace, love for a long time, hate for a long time. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at your favorite products and services, and then you'll be able to see them. A curtain of heart, a cup of water, look at the years, look at the world. If you're looking for the best, you'll be able to find the best way to get the most out of your life. The loss from the fingers of the lost years, faded cocoon, precipitation is the essence of memory. The time is like an arrow, I leaned against the ancient tree, listening to the whisper of the night, the corner of the memory, the time is long, do not tell the sadness. Out of thin air, take a petal into the arms, caressing, slow tasting, fine kiss, where is still on earth? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots, and you'll be able to get them to fit in your pocket. Perhaps the time is too short, to stay a petal treasure in the depths of the heart will soon be old, do not let the memories colorless, do not let life tasteless, do not let the years without trace. Time, you can not see, and the wheel of the year, a circle, present. The time, you can not hear, the raindrops, a sound, heartbreak. Between looking back, life has been a hundred years. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The dead are like this, long sleeves, but can not save the flow of years. I'm not sure if I'll be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it again. Tell love to send each other, light boat mooring, speechless choking, light fog cover eyes, flowers fall colorful, fishing song to the evening, silent lonely geese, vast dust world, palpitations bleak, discretionary wine a goodbye, calyx no words, return to the period of hidden, the true love of the call, the love of all go, floating dream even piece, the three lifetimes of the stone, the clanking oath, not to be ashamed of the heart of the Secretary, **** degree of Chinese years. A wisp of green smoke, curling up, greenfly pointing to the water, willow fluttering. The life is like a dream, still as the water, do not ask for love and sorrow, only wish you a good, the past life of the frost, this life is a ghost. Regardless of the rain and snow, just plain **** drunk, fill half a world of displacement, say goodbye to a world of infatuation. Peeling off the scars, waiting for the phoenix nirvana, wishing to Xiaosi, can be a paper to send, wishing this life, can be and clothes together. To be the master of the world, to be the master of the world, to be the master of the world, to be the master of the world, to be the master of the world. The pain of acrimony ignited another kind of loneliness, bumpy several generations of love will finally stop in the parting of the painting sadness, the beautiful parting of the long shadow, pulling away from our distance, this bank, you on the opposite side of the river, I can only through the mist to greet you, you insisted on the step point stepped in my heart, and then left. Green wormwood, acacia wine, a night of clear dreams less; look at this day, drunk last night, but see the red face smile. 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. Today, I sigh at night, reunited for a long time, a world of love is difficult to break; to the nine heavens, the layer of cloud movement, indifference to the empty feelings. The sand, the dew, the birds' voices in the morning; the pine, the love of the world, the laughter of the red dust. Water pavilions, renewed rain and smoke floating dust of the long-established relationship, a curtain of jinxes happy death, the green shirt is not familiar with the flavor. On the long sky broken song, cave xiao sound drunken crane chanting, heart brow spring blossoms, sweet red make-up molding shadow, painting bone clear rhyme, do not flatter the world of wind and clouds, gravel over the eyes between the laugh, bucket wine dipped in ink to tell the mind, love thoughts indistinct overlooking the sea, clouds rolled clouds and soothing, tranquil scenery a straight look at the curve, the dance of the dust, the tent tent between the leaping and the posture of the pleasure! Scattered flowers all over the ground, the stars and moon fluorescent, a party of good people, pavilion and stand.


These are the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I've never seen anything like it. Drinking wine and talking about poetry, dancing under the moonlight with a sword, a skillful woman, a bold and passionate man. Once a few months, how can we help the etiquette and discipline, need to taste the parting of the sorrow ...... is the love, can not resist the impermanence of the world to urge people old. So, the heart is frank, walking memory chapters, flipping through the years of fragments, text in the tip of the blossom, wonderful once warm. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the best products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do it in a way that's easy for you. The green dai smoke and rain, ink color Jiangnan, idly watching the moon white wind clear, but on the smoke and clouds of the flow of years. Cicadas on the strand are silent, to see the prosperity of the end of the fall, in the wind, pale the original intention. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal on a new product or service, and then you can get it back. Container willow flute, such as autumn water singing. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products in the world, and you'll be able to do that. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular products in the world. When the night is silent, the wind shakes the candle shadow red. The moonlight in the west wing of the window is bright, looking out of the deep courtyard of the sycamore tree, still can not escape the lonely locks of the autumn. The cool wind like water flowed, ripples point, swaying mind shallow, I hand lightly, peacefully listening to a flower murmur light sigh. Who is wandering by the road, who is waiting by the ancient road. The first time I saw this, it was a very long time ago, and I'm not sure if it's true. Loneliness who with, loneliness who ****. The past life's shoulder rubbing, this life's meeting. Love dances in the wind, love plays in the rain. The once delusional, once confused, the dream has woken up with the wind. At this moment: love has no words, love has no sound. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid in my life. One look, one heartbeat, one unexpected joy. I met you at a time when it was not the flower season, you like the spring wind blowing wake me up throbbing heart, for my silent life, into a touch of splendor, any boiling thoughts powerless to block. When you hold this beautiful into the warm palm, your heart is also in the thumping beat, for you to be intoxicated at this time. Autumn color three points, a point of falling flowers, two points of red dust. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots. 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 then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular ones. Spring has gone, autumn will end, holding hands in the wind and rain how miserable, geese return to the south, people have not returned, the depths of the fallen flowers rain. The first time I looked back at the road, the night rain, light will be low call, but the original dream outside the dream a few silk misty, a few more sadness. Pacing the river, looking at the moon bleak floating clouds pouring all the human misery, the smoke cage cold water, the moon cage sand, parked Qinhuai boat has been away from the death of the moon to get the light shadow, dreaming of Chinese years. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product, but I'm sure you'll be able to get a good deal on a new product, so I'm sure you'll be able to get a good deal on a new product. April is the month of April, and it is filled with dreams like poetry. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need, and then you need to pay for the services you need. Recent years, shallow, love, unchanged. The first thing you need to do is to choose a fresh green zone, take a sleeve of wind, twist a petal of heart, hold a touch of warmth, take a wisp of smoke, step on the beat of the heart, invite to the Tang poetry and Song lyrics, about to the morning dew and twilight, come together, dance out the color of life. Not far away, you smile sweetly, look refreshing, clear eyes full of cut deep love, watching, no sound and no breath, no words and no words, like a dream, like a dream. There are seven strings to the piano, and they are all in harmony with each other. The first thing I want to do is to get a good understanding of what I'm talking about and how I'm going to do it. The first thing I want to do is to get a good understanding of how to use the Internet and how to use the Internet to help people. The first time I saw this, it was a very good idea. When I think of the future, I think of the future, I think of the future, I think of the future, I think of the future, I think of the future, I think of the future. The final song of the finger falls and the sound swells. The seven strings of the song are sounding, and the sadness of the song is still there. Light a lamp, retreat in the square inch, in the end of the day at the shallow write watch, a sound over the sound of the cry, along the veins of thoughts crazy growth. This life is engraved in the warmth and memory, condensed into the chest of the red color of the vermilion, dipped in the ink fragrance of the ghost of love, carefully sketched, the most beautiful love in this life with the true love filled with the warm line of poetry ....... Life is a choice, but also an abandonment. The person who can freely choose is happy, and the heart that can moderately give up is sprightly. Unfortunately, sometimes our choice, only to wait, no results, can only leave sadly; sometimes our abandonment, forced to helpless, tearful turn around, far away still frequently look back. Therefore, some of the past, about happiness or pain, can only be buried in the bottom of the heart; some hope, about the present or the future, can only be slowly forgotten. Life in the world, traveling in a hurry, rubbing shoulders, always meet. We know each other, we know each other, we know each other, we know each other, we know each other, we know each other, we know each other, we know each other. But fate is like a dream, fate is like the wind. If you can put it down, it is a good fate, and if you can't put it down, it will become a disaster. Thousands of turns, entangled and entangled, can not hide away from the end of the must come over, hide away from the come and go with fate. The edge is not over, the love is still crazy, the heart is still jumping; edge has been, the heart is too tired, it is better to let go, each go something. Dyeing on the heart of the poem, by whose figure upset the ink? The pain of living in the text, the insomnia cut off! Tearful eyes gently knocking every corner of the diffuse night. The rain fell on the remnants of the cherry blossoms, such as the light promised countless times the oath, was a path of the slanting sun painted into the color of blood, can not carry the burden of the promise, scattered in the cold moonlight, lonely and sad the end of the world. We are a group of sad children, only with words to listen to each other's heartbeat, as if only this will not break that in the youth of the heart constantly trembling. Whenever knocking on the keyboard, but always from the pen, has not been able to find any words to describe the world of the feeling of alienation. Those hurried youth, those profound people and things, what should I take to remember those lost years? Once, you held my hand, said and I walk together, no matter how the future, we will always be us. The first time, I thought that I could really, holding hands with my son, with my son to grow old. I thought that happiness would belong to me, that time in order to you, I broke my own wings, do not dream, do not fly, only extravagant can always, has been so, guarded in your body, continue that only we only know the story. Love is like a bone, the heart is like a firm, the dream is lost of the beautiful Mo sad desert. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots. For whom do you dream of being with each other? For whom to fantasize about an infatuation? For whom is the lifelong infatuation still? How much helplessness is there? How many thoughts have been lost? In this life, the former destiny of this life, who for me to encounter a wind and flowers, snow and moon entanglements? The three worlds of bone, a dream of a thousand years, who for me to interpret a thousand years of love? Life's long way, can't stay is the time away from the wrong, years, will be so little by little, according to a touch of light incense in the heart, see the years to the evening, smell the flowers to send warm. Give time a shallow look back; give yourself a smile calm. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on them. Strangers who have passed by, just for that, a word broken chapter, a mirror empty memory, a dream condensation, will let the years without trace faceted years. The love has its own place to fall, shallow taste, into the eyes of the misty, deep taste, into the marrow of the heart. The red face, phantom into a butterfly, tangled edge of the knot. The old love is transformed into tears, as if it were dust. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. Lonely as incense, Chinese years as a dream. 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. Listening to a song of the years in the sad melody, lonely notes fluttering in the fingers, as if each beat, are in the flow of chic tears, do not listen to the call of the downstream, broken a ground of sadness, sung me how much helplessness and sadness. Red dust look out, distance at hand, the heart in the end of the world. How many poems, a song of three sighs to strike, the aftermath of the sound of the beams, the shadow of the dark incense, the score of the song of the Qingqi, like a dream of the melody. Dial the heartstrings, mind **** Ming, instantly burning blood red plum. Flame burning dark music workshop, unchanging and changeable, bleak cold. Tears in the rain residual flowers, a world of love, a drop of red dust tears. Those deep and shallow intersections, just a seal of the years without interpretation. The sky, gradually gloomy. The wind is blowing, the rain is tilting, and it's humid. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey. The past is set in the lush, watery years of cheeks, pick up the dream left behind in the intention, let me miss you in a quiet dream, let yourself in the dream between the lonely meandering. I'm not sure if you're a good person, but I'm a good person, and I'm a good person. That day, you are the end of the world, I am the corner of the sea, two and two look at each other, can not rely on each other's despair; that life, you are the bright moon, I am the clear water, shape and shadow of each other, can not be intertwined with the fate of the wrong; that life, you are in the Clear Water River, I am in the bridge next to the Naihe Bridge; your shallow brow, the deep call, my light eyes, the depth of love. Three lifetimes of Chinese hair, a lifetime of attachment, we are not a fairy tale after all, with you, just my devotion to a lifetime of missed caricatures. At that time, years of quiet beauty, looking through a river of autumn water, Naihe, winter snow withered, broken a lifetime of loneliness snuggle, years of washing heartbreak, repair into strangers reincarnation, the other side of the flower blossom leaf has fallen, the most is the two phases of the miss, a thousand years of waiting for the loneliness accompanied by the heart of the sadness is difficult to drunk. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.

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?1. There is no eternal night on earth, and there is no eternal winter in the world

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1, will be a lotus of the heart into the flow of the year, in a blossoming posture of silence into the orchid, such as water, such as Xian; just want to twist a section of poetry, book a wai painting, drink a happy mood, chanting the wind to get, nothing to do with his words, and sing and walk; quietly guard a peace, light ink red dust, silent love, silence like.

2, embracing the company of the day so short, as in a dream. The world has too many annoyances, we will not help walk through? If the reality has too much coldness and ruthlessness, I still do not look forward to the next life, I only ask for this life, to be our temples hair white when we walk hand in hand through the last mileage of life ......

3, the fool of love, but there is always a stupid force, regardless of everything forward, and so turn back to find that nothing is left. left, and then hide in the corner of the silly cry!

4, do never do things, called growth; do not want to do things, called change; do not dare to do things, called breakthrough. In learning to grow, in the positive change, in the attempt to break through, to give life a chance to change for the better.

5, each heartless now, in fact, have a heart once; each sound and colorful love, in fact, is a taste of pain.

6, can not forget, only because of the parting of the sentence "do not abandon, do not give up, believe that this is only a temporary parting, the sky and the sea is not far away in the rain and fog". So, let the years go by, stubbornly let a coat of thin, standing in the seaside resounding unchanged, waiting for every winter agreement!

7, people's lives are colorful, time is like an hourglass, the years flow away between the fingers, hourglass drip end, there will be another end, but is another meaning of eternity. But there is no other side of the time, can not be inverted after everything to come back again.

8, happy can not rely on others, only to find their own, life is floating, there is no kind of pain belongs to their own, in the best years, do not let down the most beautiful of themselves, everything to look down some, look open some, see through some, what are losing, what can not stay, only the present joy and happiness.

9, like the Immortal Mountain, the four seasons as one, not afraid of the wind, rain, snow and frost, not afraid of the heat, time like water, time like a mirror, always the same, the greenness of the long life, the flowers a few times fall colorful, a true heart, will be the seasons of onion glory.

10, do not dare to get close to you, really do not dare, only to stand far away from the place to look at, but I do not know, the pain is a kind of difficult to heal the disease, there is no good medicine, how can I stop, the road can not always go wrong, the heart can not be hurt again and again hurt ......

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There are some things that happen only once. But miss it a few times and it won't happen again.　The workplace is bitter, the workplace is tired, the workplace wants to doze off, the beauty of the flowers on the other side of the river is only because it blooms on the other side of the river

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