1, red dust and loneliness, the flow of years if the water, a lot of the first beauty, engraved heartfelt memories, never to return, how much sorrow and thoughts, powerless to get rid of, some people, to spend a lifetime to forget.
2, the dust edge scattered, love is not over, goodbye, perhaps never see again in this life, cut a section of time, *** a memory nostalgia. How much of life is wasted, has been as old, difficult to read, tears, wet that a can not go back to the scenery.
3, a person's pain, who understand? The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it. The world of a person who knows? A person of the red dust who involved! There are always many wrong things in life, turn back but already helpless; there are always many beautiful life, look back but already as old.
4, can not let go of a heart, always full of holes, full of thorns, warm after the cold, who pity! I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do that. A once upon a time, a scar, after scratching, leaving who the pain, sleepless nights, more leakage dream.
5, a song, the release of the years of sorrow, who, in the wind and rain in the exhaustion of the solo voice, who, in the past years, lamented the prosperity, and who, in such merciless years, alone composed a bleak. Now, the only way to cover up the sadness and happiness is to smile, can write the sadness between the eyebrows.
6, candlelight residue, tears with, eyes hazy, tears wet face, night deep, pen and ink touch, shallow lamentation, book lonely sadness, declared the tragic end of prosperity.
7, outside the window raindrops shoot glass, without the noise of the lights, break the flowers floating fragrance, long ago, inch broken intestine, falling flowers falling bleak, drink wine, listen to a song of forgetfulness of the water, how can we help the bleak and bleak things are not the same, the night is bleak, the wind sang solo, the song of sadness, the mood of the sadness of the heart.
8, my dry eyes have a touch of wet things, in my eyes rotating, rushing, flowing down, then realize that the tears are salty, life is bitter, love is bewildered, because only tears are remaining.
9, tears, running out of the eyes of the thing, with my muscles curved down a dry trail of tears. Then, seeped into my face to moisturize the scars left by my years of suffering.
10, when a person walks all the way through the rain, when a person silently dealt with the wounds that flowed a lot of blood, when a person feels that can no longer walk, feel that they can not be relied on, and feel tired, the original guardian of my people, and then will not be guarded again, and no longer have that kind of energy.
11, life is so, always lose to know how to cherish, always love you love to their heartache. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it myself.
12, love slowly etc. slowly cold, slowly lost trust, once thought you were everything, the heart slowly pain slowly cold, slowly scratched down the scars, and now look back on the pain of the whole night.
13, every time I think of you, I will be in pain, late at night, the quiet is so terrible, such a night to me is a lonely, is a lonely, is a sad.
15, a little bit of time to go forward, the dream of you is so vague, I thought you are the most painful wound in my heart, but I was wrong, the most painful wound is to ease the burden of your price I paid.
16, in a distant place you do not know can remember the past days I am good to you, when you hold someone else said those sweet words whether to remember that you have also said in my ears, flipping through the photos of you and his sweet, that a long time ago bruised heart can not help but tingling.
17, to my feeling is always a little melancholy a little Sang Pang, a fading flower, a falling leaf, will make me sentimental, but the loneliness of the heart is increasing day by day, in this autumn sprawling wilderness, there is a little heavy, a little lost, and a little bleak.
18, a person in the quiet night speechless, alone, guarding the appendix of the moonlight, embracing a light section of the heart, always intoxicated in a curtain dream, the story has too many roles, uncompromisingly become a mood, coated with loneliness, but also written full of sadness.
19, in the earthly grave, I have buried a lifetime of commitment, red dust such as scrolls, painted who is the love of life and death, and finally only guarded the unchanged face, a guard of a thousand years, see the cherry blossoms full of sky, sadness flow, but can not cover the mottled years, burned out of the wind and splendor, for whom the other side of the flower, paved with the road of reincarnation.
20, lonely life, need your company, where are you? I have to go where, looking for your trail. Lonely every day, I can only pain, pain where you?
21, the red dust in the mundane things have too many too much trouble, those entangled sentiments, those sad and cool sentiments, those and thick and light grudges, are entrusted to the wind and rain in the autumn chrysanthemum petals, by the relentless wind and rain urged to beat the rouge color, petals withered, the face of a complete lack of color.
22, delicate bright chrysanthemum in the wind and rain trembling, born at the wrong time flowers destined to be in this miserable wind and rain constantly sobbing. Sentimental I still can't help but be full of melancholy hanging on the brow, accompanied by the fate of this bitter flowers **** the good night.
23, gaze, the darkness gradually receded. A few sighs, a few feelings, in despair, I can not help but ask: tonight's wind and rain so that the flowers fly? Let the flowers fall? Tonight, who is in love for whom? The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money for your business.
24, I do not know from when, your figure more and more fuzzy, is no longer my eyes closed on the warmth of the touch. The pen with the words will be drawn into a scroll of the past, in every dark night in the sadness of the emotions wandering between them.
25, the rain hit the sycamore, the wind, the wind and clouds, the branch shook the flower fall. Sitting alone under the lamp, locking sadness, sadness marks tears, this scene, full of melancholy thousands of knots, eyes full of tears million drops.
26, the interpretation of the flowers, the heart of uncertainty, tears without words, speechless, let love in the heart of the surge, let love in the heart of the boat ripples, let the helpless pain in the heart of the sea waves.
27, back and forth endlessly, two lines of tears even the end of the world. Flowers bloom a few times, flowers fall a few times, time is like water, people's hearts are unpredictable, things are unpredictable, infatuated with the love, did not admit, more love is always hurt by the heartless, love is always annoyed by the heartless.
28, without your footprints, has been a spider's web, the wreckage of the wall, you in her that I am, have you ever thought of the end of the world, there is a tearful woman in the bitter hope, but also in the hope that your greetings and solace.
29, darling, your heart broken? Just at this moment, my heart is dripping blood, dripping blood, rushing thoughts can not stop the cover of tears, your heart? Broken?
30, rainy nights looking up at the stars, if you see a shooting star crossed, that is, thinking of you crying. When I look up at the sky when I think of you, I see my own tears, I do not know whether you see a shooting star crossing your window from afar.
I. After you left, it seems that anything has a reason to squat down and cry a lot.
Second, send the top wish, make medium karma, enjoy the bottom of the blessing; choose the high place to stand, on the flat place to sit, to the wide place to walk. Zuo Zongtang nine, the world is not originally belong to you, so you do not need to abandon, to abandon is all the obsession. All things are for my use, but not my belonging.
Third, what is luxury? What you want but can't get is a luxury. It may be a sports car, a marriage, a perfect paper, or a good night's sleep.
Fourth, once upon a time, I did not know what is called sadness, thought that crying is the most sad. Later, I realized that the sadness is that you look at him, you will still smile, you will still be gentle, you will still be soft, but the heart is clearer than at any time, you can not and should not be with the person in front of you close to half, even if you want to hug him at any time, and even if he frowned a little bit, you feel a lot of heartache.
Fifth, I am still willing to listen, but you do not want to speak.
Six, isn't it, every person only in the season of his birth is the most beautiful.
Seven, music, candlelight, and that romantic dinner, soft like water you gave me enough space to indulge, pulling your hand dancing, dancing out of me and your wonderful, but also my love for you dance to the extreme.
Eight, each body, in fact, resides in more than one soul. Some souls are more active, some souls are more silent. Therefore, I sometimes chatter, sometimes silent. In the middle of the soul change of guard, the empty space.
Nine, all strangers for a long time, and why suddenly ask me how I am doing.
Tenth, the pain of this thing, inherently should be used to hide in the bottom of the heart, sadness is born to be efforts to restrain. The hurt and deception always have to be forgiven, full of care is not a heartless person. The quietest and loneliest growth, but also can make people down-to-earth, self-confidence, strong, kind, big deal, just spit out the tongue.
eleven, God is very fair, we get forever and lost as much. Who does not have a hard time, can not get through, we do not deserve to get better everything. When life is easy, the further back, there is no better way to go. Dear, do not let down, have a dream of their own, Pingshui met feelings, good times and good times.
XII, growth is that you even if the sadness of the fast death, but you still go to class the next day as usual to work. No one knows what happened to you, and no one cares what happened to you. About your future, only you know. Since you can't explain it, don't try to explain it. No one cares about your youth, and don't let others sway your youth.
xiii, take out the temper, that is called instinct; the temper pressure back, only called the ability.
XIV, butterfly love flowers, flowers love butterflies, flowers wither and butterflies return? The love that comes and goes in a hurry, don't leave the sadness again. Entangled love, in the time of thinning, Acacia into dirt, I have become a fall in the heart. Not for the momentary meeting, but hope that time, for a holy love, promise a permanent.
XV. The days of spring bloom, at this time, on their own warm smile ...
XVI. Please give me an umbrella when you break up. The umbrellas are also scattered.
xviii. I'm really not much sad, but without you, I'm really not happy.
XVIII, the most painful truth, or better than the sweetest lie.
nineteen, self-reliance is only like, ink soul, not lingering do not miss do not pour heart, magnolia incense can also brush sad chanting, the night is not sleep, Acacia lead, only for whom? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots.
XX, I can think of the most romantic thing, is to see you a person slowly grow old.
XXI, your lover, you have to experience with your heart, to understand his heart, to think about what he needs in the end, in your thinking about what he needs, you have got his respect.
Twenty-two, no matter how many lovers, how many relatives, in some moments of life, we still can only be alone.
Twenty-three, waiting for a lover who is not interested in you, as in the airport waiting for a boat, waiting for a car at sea, waiting for a snow in June.
Twenty-four, stronger than you will not laugh at you, that are weaker than you will do things, the purpose is to make you as weak as them. Open your mouth and yell around just human instincts, close your mouth and think with your heart to need the wisdom of the people.
Sad sentences expressing love say mood1, separated by a thin layer of hazy world, separated by a little distance, not panic, see this messy world of red dust, rolling dust, a cavity of grievances, in vain on the heart, a curtain of autumn wind, a cable of the window, a piece of song, two lines of sour tears, sliding down the two cheeks.
2, sheepish autumn rain, long fall, seems to be the cold remnants of the sky, sprinkle bleak tears of sadness, and then forget the morning and evening, forget the time. Autumn rain sent the autumn cool, rain like a gauzy curtain suddenly put down, only to see the rain in the remnants of flowers and willow drooping, green leaves become shriveled, sycamore leaves Xiaoxiao autumn wind blowing.
3, shed tears is the exhaustion of our love, the pain of the injury is you and I love the end of the separation, love is too tired, pain is too sad, perhaps, let go of the best relief, we do not want to admit that this is the end of love, but it is the end of us, until the time to the age of the written once.
4, if the next life can still meet, I promise you a world without injury, if the next life to continue the previous destiny, not negative you Buddha before the infatuation. The storyteller closed the fan next to the busy street, with tears in his eyes, murmured in a low voice.
5, the time of a thousand turns, hiding us in the corner of the sunset, the moment of the sun, piercing my eyes, holding arms helplessly squatting in the corner, curled up, the teardrops do not fight like dense rain, choking.
6, too attached to a person, do not know what that person is doing, you know? I often think of you, but I am not at your side, every time, I shed tears for you, you are thinking of me?
7, Brahma night, as beautiful as before, I was not in the mood to appreciate, endure the pain, my tears blurred eyes, mind a blank, tears, want him to think of the dream, and woke up from the dream.
8, lover, a refusal of sadness, lover, a stranger tears, Sang about, had changed, about a refusal of a smile, changed a silent abandonment.
9, lover, tomorrow's date is today's refusal, let me wait for tears and then send you a ride, let me use the thoughts and then dream you a ride, I thought, I thought I could send you away, but when I sent with all my heart when I lost, lost do not recognize themselves.
10, love away, people's tears, washed a spring, read an autumn, the east wind laughs, night rain breaks, a year a dream of thinking about strings, broken a difficult to about, about a difficult to break the idea of sad weaving smile, tears braided dream, a shore, you can not wait for my tears, I can not see your spring, who is who's brush, who is who's the end of the world, each one on the other side.
11, the rain outside the window pattering, the window sill of the drops of rain, knocking on the heartbreak, poignant and melodious, the eyes also fall like rain, a damp heart, a drip of infatuation, if you listen to see the cracks of my heart, please close your eyes, so that I've been hurt and sad.
12, because of love, so you let me sad, you let me heartache, you let me let go, you let me can not cut, you let my heart can not be quiet.
13, love to the depths is not yet; love to the depths is hurt, like coffee, the aroma is thick, but the taste is bitter, pain in the heart bitter.
14, there is always a constant wait in the dusk, there is always an eternal expectation in the evening wind, there is always a lonely figure in the loneliness, think of you always have the tears of lovesickness.
15, folding pen to see flowers easily hurt, stay paper with the heart but cool. Forget about the sadness of the fall, straight to the withered love is no longer pale.
16, the heart of the heart is sad and sad, tears cry tears bitter tears also withered. I have a tomb in my heart, which is buried with myself. I can't understand your tears, you can't understand my heartbreak.
17, the millennium look back into the Acacia, only to promise you a world of love. How many times the dream back to a thousand turns, how many back to wake up at midnight, in vain to find that it is a dream, sitting on the edge of the bed, look at the Acacia rain, falling heart, silent sighs, but it is weeping tears.
18, insomnia night, the winter wind blew away the song of thoughts, a new brush, sketched out the lyrics of sadness, singing sadness, dreaming of the footsteps, so that time has become a stranger, I write their own memories of sadness, and you are walking on the so-called happy road crying.
19, the rainy night sky, because I want you, seem more lonely, thoughts can not help but wander in sadness, the rainy night sky, because I want you, seem more lonely, thoughts can not help but wander in sadness, time passes by in a minute and a second, and my thoughts about you are more and more thick.
20, the night was flooded with a slight cool, the wind rose, scattered all over the ground flowers, those broken petals, splashed down a ground of sadness, I seem to hear the sound of heartbreak, my eyes instantly blurred, tonight's rain is too bleak, disturbed the loneliness of the depths of the heart.
21, the world's most cruel injury. Not betrayal. It's not about not liking. Rather, it is the love that gradually fades after the ultimate deep love.
22, you have to understand, you love is not that period of time, not the person who can not forget, not that experience, you love only when the wings are not full but still obsessed with their own.
23, the more ordinary companion The more long, so please understand my silence and not understand
24, is who has walked from who's youth, leaving behind a smile, who has stayed in who's flower season, warm miss.
25, love if the pain, it is not called love; love if humble, it is no longer love, most of us do not want to show too much sadness, so we learned to be quiet, learned to be silent, learned to forget everything that was once good and now have nothing to do with their own memories. Sometimes we have to learn to rather be proud of the mold, but also do not go back to humble love.
26, from the moment you bear to hurt me, I know, my feelings, you must have never considered
27, perhaps a person's best look is a little quiet. Even if a person living, through a city, walking through a street, looking up at a piece of the sky, witnessed a parting, so finally can frankly say, I am finally not so obsessive.
28, suddenly think of you, a giggle, and then, a loss.
29, thank you for your smile, once panicked my years.
30, I love you, not only because of the way you look, but also because, with you, the way I look.
The expression of sadness and despair of the sentence to say mood
1, light ink, always contains a strong love, I will pick the flowers of happiness for you, put in your life, put in your life, just like this, quietly walk through the journey of a lifetime, with a smile, with happiness, with endless entanglement, does not leave any helplessness and regrets!
2, open the window, the cold wind came, there is no trace of cold, because the heart has long been frozen into ice.
3, lonely heart, dancing alone in my fingertips, waving ink into tears of attachment, difficult to tell the heart. The red dust is as illusory as a dream, the dream breaks into smoke, curls of flotsam, Yi Xuan fiddled with the shadow of time, eyes chasing in the world of emotion struggling, you such as illusory nothing, always let me eyes can not be reached, thoughts rippling.
4, tonight by the fence alone look at each other, snap your fingers in a flash, the falling flowers by running water, the building has been empty, touching the hand to read the yaoqin, messed up the sound, the tune is difficult to continue, the past has become a lonely geese, fly alone.
5, cold winds between, you with the call of the eyes watching the passing of the years, I hobbled the mind walking in your poetic pace, scattered a ground of the years of time. Dreams always have you, life always have you, in the world of text catharsis, your name is still gorgeous.
6, without you, my world is only lonely, curled up in the cold corner of the bed, and then a cup of wine and then a cup of drink, drink to the headache like about to blow up, drink to the whole body numb, drink to vomit. Then hug yourself as hard as you can, so pale and powerless.
7, your beauty, bloom into the warmth of the sun in this season, your smile, fade all the sadness in this season. The rhythm of life, rolled into a grain of dust in the sea, my hand, holding your heart, into the pulse of this season.
8, the world is floating, the prosperity of the end of the night, the night withered, returned to the dust. It's crying, it's painful, it's giving up, it's not giving up, you're still gone in the end!
9, the fragility of life and sadness, let a person lament can also helpless. Pick up these last tears of life, let a person on the life and savor the life and scrutiny.
10, thoughts roaming through the sea of memory, smoke waves spreading into disaster, a lifetime of love, in the dream years of wandering, wandering. Some love, destined to float a dream, turn into dust, once obsessed with love, scattered to the ends of the earth, the heart but, unwilling to leave.
11, like water, crushed the knot of thoughts, from now on, I write with the heart and pen long waiting, tracing the traces of the years, coated with the color of the years. Pale love, can not see the romantic story, such as shuttle time, write not finish the two love look at each other's despair and helplessness.
12, paralyzed on the floor, facing the ceiling, as if trapped in the cold and can not break free of the cage.
13, do not because of loneliness, on their own looking for excuses to fall; not because of loneliness, no longer believe in the world of love; not because of loneliness, on the burial of the original dream.
14, when turned into a piece of boundless nothingness, a sigh, you can forget the bloom of the beautiful, forget the world of noise.
15, how many unconsciously, between the grief more than a few old face, but when raised eyebrows left behind the beautiful, but also a kind of sadness swirling in the fingertips!
16, openly look back, these have become old things, can only be framed in memory, in those words and phrases of her words and phrases of deep love for you in the language, I am so gorgeous language are pale and powerless.
17, if time goes back, can you choose that a trace of tenderness? If time goes back, what can I do for you? If I don't let go, can you still remember me after many years? If I were to be the most empty pain in my life, I would not have been able to do so.
18, the long road of life, destiny, who will patiently escort it through the whole process? And who is willing to stay for a touch of sadness in the red dust?
19, the face of calm, but the heart is heartbreakingly difficult, all the injuries are hidden in the deepest part of the heart, no longer want to touch
20, so beautiful season, but in the regrets with a light sadness, in the wind shallow taste, in the flow of years in the shallow scattered.
21, the kind of loneliness in the marrow, accompanied by a trace of sadness into the bottom of the heart. The light and graceful fall, as if falling in the scabbed net, want to desperately break free, but more and more tight knot.
22, wandering in the lonely school road, although the pace is heavy, the back is also depressed. But the heart is full of light worry, a slight melancholy only because there is a vision of life, life expectancy.
23, is not only lonely people will be in every noisy time, secretly sad past, quietly melancholy future?
24, although the world is dangerous, but always willing to believe that everyone has their own fragility. Need others with the heart to comfort, and for which all of them, I know I am very stupid, just my inability to change themselves.
25, looking up at the deep sky, a wisp of sadness spread silently from the bottom of the heart, when the yellowed memories, turned into sad thoughts.
26, through the eyes, the roadside bustle swaying, K room singing to the fullest, runway lovers chase, falling rain in the gust of wind broken, everything will be this quiet campus, decorated into a heart intoxicated bewilderment.
27, we who will not be who is who, I know, this is the reality, we are powerless to change anything, just how the heart of the sadness can be covered up?
28, no matter how prosperous the process, ultimately still can not change the end of the song.
29, perhaps just because of accustomed to see the lonely, found that lonely can also be leisurely, perhaps harvested too much sadness, found that sadness can also be relieved.
30, the night, is so long, a touch of loneliness, dead winding, guarding a window of cold, will be y buried into the long hair, full of heart secretly sent in the scenery across the river, folded a wave of sorrow for the lead into a cup of wine, with the three thousand zhang of the moonlight, drink up the loneliness and sadness of the sadness of the idle.
31, a person walking long, it will be easy to feel tired; drifting for a long time, the feeling of loneliness is very easy to surge on the tide of the heart; disillusioned more, the passion will be imprisoned in the narrow soul.
32, there are people all their lives in the pursuit of dreams, but always gently kicked by fate, had no choice but to return to the original way, quietly guarding the fate of the hate life.
33, always thought, this love can be long, the sea withered, but I do not know is so unbearable.
34, the road of love, was paved with the pain of longing, text as deep and shallow footprints, a lifetime, a lifetime of love, look off the end of the world, alone in the bleak. Just want a lifetime of happiness melted in your life, life and death, never leave each other, how can the sky does not do together, the past is scattered, broken shadow flying, I and you, strangers like the end of the world, difficult to become a double.
35, the past y continue, the good copy in the bottom of the heart, so that the memory of the footsteps are still firmly forward, the taste of thoughts, in the cold wind flying, miss the thoughts, in the leaves of the traction of the light dance flutter
36, never forget, wasted time, a thousand times, only for the life of the eternal moment. Sea vow, just for a hurried shoulder rubbing, the road through the years, the rain lingering, looking forward to is another kind of silk weaving tenderness, no regrets.
37, like in the early hours of the morning to listen to a song with a story, the sadness crushed, along the tip of the pen slipped, floating in the text. In the eyes, tears broke the dike, along the amplitude of the fall should be, ripples on the face.
38, maybe tired, maybe tired, maybe tired, want to use alcohol to let themselves into the dream, but let me in this do not know the years of the night excited a lot, but is not happy, this may be the loneliness of loneliness.
39, the night of the pale I write all the vicissitudes but can not write the deepest part of the heart of that a touch of sadness.
40, a person, a world, write a faint line of poetry, plant the seeds of thoughts, waiting for you to come, waiting for you to come!
41, your smile from my thoughts silently slipped, my breath from your fingertips gently slipped, this one carved, this one tenderness, whether it will emaciate our each other's young heart?
42, when I raised my glass to wish them happiness, when I raised my glass to fulfill their sadness, when I raised my glass for my own tears.
43, you with the faded singing voice left my heart of sorrow, my smile, gathered and scattered in the rush to and fro in the past, to come also confused, to go also despondent.
44, sometimes, feel that the heart has long been dead, but often still hurt. Sometimes, I feel that love has long been barren, but often also tears. Sometimes, I feel that there is no direction, but still looking for the exit in the dream. Sometimes, I feel that I have already put down all, but I still can't find my way home.
45, some stories, in addition to memories, who will not stay; some helpless, in addition to silence, who will not say; some things, in addition to their own, who will not understand.
46, life is tired, work is tired, make friends is tired, lover is tired, longing for family, or tired. So tired, I do not know what reason I have to live.
47, life is not Lin Daiyu, will not because of your sadness and flavor, so we should learn to be silent in the sadness.
48, life is like this, inevitably pain, inevitably hurt, no matter whether I ever catch or far away, those things are impossible to leave me, although some things can not look back, some memories can not be combed, some people can only be buried forever.
49, have you ever loved a person, no matter where she is, she is in your heart. Have you ever loved a person like that, no matter where you are, she is in your dream. The soul of the bitter, timeless bitter, continuous bitter, uninterrupted bitter, love is very most bitter.
50, I'm like the lost child, in the feelings of this road for a long, long time, always think that their own beliefs, have their own direction, on what can be but but in a certain bloody twilight suddenly found that I do not know when that yellowed map lost, but also not.
51, I know, time is very busy, it has to be busy to turn us into old, busy to let the children grow up faster, but also busy to send people into the grave.
52, learn to give up, in tears before turning away, leaving a simple back; learn to give up, will be buried in the bottom of the heart yesterday, leaving the best memories; learn to give up, so that each other can have a more relaxed start, bruised love is not necessarily engraved in the heart.
53, there you are, even if you are at the end of the world, I will have a heart line connected, the heart is no longer lonely; there you are, even if I am in the illusory feeling, I have no regrets; there you are, even if there is a haze in my heart, will be due to you and the smoke flew away; there you are, even if you are hidden, I will be with the heart to build a bridge, with love to pave the way, and will eventually find the flavor of you.
54, there is a kind of suffering called parting, there is a kind of suffering called discarding, there is a kind of suffering called self-seeking.
55, the moon is full and the moon is missing, the spring goes to the autumn cool, you tell me, my sadness where to hide, where the words bleak.
56, can not keep you around, not your fault, but my failure.
57, not you can not forget, is that you have been refused to forget.
58, keep telling yourself, from now on to forget you, no longer think of these heartaches. I'm not going to stop telling myself that I'm going to reject you and all the things that you have to do with you.
59, you do not need to say anything, just need a gesture, I will be heartbroken; you do not need to do anything, just need to say two words, I will die.
60, two people in the love song, two people in the world, you only go half of the journey, leaving me alone to go alone, my infatuation, whether you will understand!
61, loneliness, have you ever thought, I am here lonely thinking about you, lonely, etc., waiting for you to turn back, waiting for you to fade the frivolous young, waiting for your forest flowers thank you for the spring red, waiting for you to see a glimpse of my transformation into a stone bridge, waiting for you to see my five hundred years of sun and wind, wrinkles and gullies.
62, the night let me learn to cover up the sadness, but also let me know the silence.
63, the past days, written with empty and barren, so that I can not begin. Those days are ultimately dead, even the sacrifice can not find a grave.
64, floating clouds thinned out your splendor, a string of cold moon, snickering the long winter night. I guarded in the shallow candle shadow, take a bend in the shadow of the moon, the moon shadow like poetry, poetry like your sweet swept through my thoughts of your heart sea, ruffled my heart curtains is your beauty, understand my heart language is your tenderness.
65, how much helplessness hidden in the heart, how much despair into speechless, the last past has become the heart of the scars, only they know.
66, when you are lost in the crowd, only their own stand in place, do not know where to go, when standing in a square, only they understand their own shadow is lonely, everything, only they can experience.
67, the commitment has not been said, the relationship is no longer, the tears have not yet fallen, has forgotten the emotion, the original is really nothing, perfect worthy of insisting on our lives.