2, life is rare to meet a confidant, your words, eyes, every move, will bring endless warmth. The long road of life from now on, not afraid of the cold, not too lonely.
3, the moon sends me to your love, spring flowers, fall and moon when, only the acacia has not been idle. Why don't you find a belt, string these acacia, stay in the winter when the fire, tasting wine.
4, across no matter how I want to get close to you, you will still leave me, I want you so much, I want to see you so much, I want to see you so much.
5, love into pain, love into sorrow, parting the most bitter. Finally, love like damask net, hate nowhere to vent. Finally, the heart has a thousand knots, knot knot for love injury.
6, shallow singing red dust, who causes lovesickness alone? The end of the world, strangers, the end of the world. The heart is separated by a stone's throw, and the heart is also separated by the end of the world. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few minutes.
7, the most difficult thoughts, not each other do not know your thoughts, but he knows but does not matter. Some people, no matter how good you are to him, he will not pay attention to, because his life, you seem to be how insignificant.
8, I have a rainbow in my eyes, that is your never-fading smile; I have an emotion in my heart, that is, silently thinking about you. You know I'm thinking of you?
9, if you often feel a kind of inexplicable heartbeat, do you know, this is because I am far away quietly think of you, just so quietly think of you, quietly in the bottom of the heart calling you.
10, not because of loneliness to think of you, but because of wanting you to be lonely. The reason why the feeling of loneliness is so heavy is only because of thinking too y.
11, fate is the continuation of the feelings of the previous dying, fate is the reincarnation of this life before the unchanging vow, fate is the happiness that you and I have said, agreed that fate is to be a human being again when you can still meet the beautiful dream.
12, Acacia is a river of suffering. She flows daily through the softest place of my heart. Casually in the wind painted all over your name, once the desire to say, become my life obsessed with the scenery, let my soul in the trembling pain and pain, do not say love you taste, do not say think of your feelings, always in the heart of the moment, feel a kind of speechless lonesomeness and sadness. Some cold some tired some pain. Some flowers are destined to follow the wind, some love is destined to follow the fate.
13, a message on behalf of a miss, perhaps we are very busy, perhaps we do not know how to express, but I hope that through the cold cell phone to tell you not far from you, there are people who want you to live well!
14, if you are destined to miss, let the beauty of its stay in the time has not had time to fade.
15, see, the tears in the wind, so discreet and flavorful, and so on, the idea of the acacia, simple and accompanied, accompanied by the traces of the heart, along with the rain of tears of the question and answer, is the dream, in the heart of the rise and fall, is the tears, in the idea of the fluttering, a dream in the heart of the heart, an acacia belonging to other people, and the tear of the send-off is the gift of life.
16, to the deep love, why the edge is shallow, but do not regret the love. Love at first sight is my love for you, not love at first sight is your love for me.
17, think of you, in the sky sprinkled all the way after the tears, at the moment, the sea of the heart is actually so rushing, a hair out of control.
18, miss is a kind of pain, and miss is a kind of torment, and the past is a kind of shadow can not be waved away, but the heart can not be this pain and suffering, just want to tell you a word far away: is! I want to miss you so much!
19, would like to step on the moonlight, into your moonlit night, so that you gently breathing sound into your dreams. How many nights, looking at the starry sky will think of you.
20, in the ballad of childhood, in the flip open but forget to close the fairy tale, in the flowers murmuring grass, I know, your smile is very beautiful, quietly open in my heart.
21, between you and me, either miss, or fault. I thought that time would be a good healing medicine, but also did not expect to be used to enter the medicine is my heart. So it is fried is boiled. In the world of love, some people love, some people hurt, some people hate, and some people's love from the beginning is just a memory. So there are always people who say how nice it would be to start over. But once has passed. Love is over. Love, over.
22, your voice every day in the ears, gentle my shyness and heartbeat, ethereal thoughts, because of your moisturizing and inspiration iterative, a flat and oblique, euphonious alpine and water, red paper small words, inexhaustible lovesickness leisurely, love.
23, thoughts are a happy sadness, is a sweet melancholy, is a warm pain. Thoughts of yesterday's long indulgence and the future of the beautiful yearning.
24, even though the distance and clouds, blocked the vision of the far-away look; and the gaze of my heart, yo, but without any obstruction. Ah, at this moment, have you ever realized that I am leaning against the window gazing at you.
25. When I think about it, you are so far away from me; when I forget, you are so close to me. I thought I was very free, I thought the time can go beyond the distance of the end of the world. In fact, I have never been able to break free from their own woven heart net. If you can walk with you, I would like to quietly guard late at night, just to walk with you alone, if you meet the right time in the right you, I would like to accompany you to the end of the world.
26, a red dust love, a lifetime of thought, across the river, how many old dreams hidden in the building? On the water side, I would like to take a lotus fragrance, ride a leaf orchid boat, paddling through the Qin Dynasty, through the Tang Dynasty, through the Song Dynasty, looking for you on the shores of the Xizi Lake in the vastness of the smoke and water.
27, I think, pick up the leaves, I have your thoughts. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new one, but I'm sure you'll be able to get a good deal on one. Silently promise a warm, and the warmth of the beginning of the smile, let me simply quiet as poetry, forget the melancholy of the leaf fall, in this full of thoughts of the maple forest, continue to wait for the next unanticipated meeting.
28, sometimes, day and night thoughts. But when the person who misses appears in front of you, you are at peace.
29, nowadays will think that I am the same as two lines without intersection, but did not expect, in the far some or more far some point, we will have a beautiful encounter.
30, time does not dilute the wine of true love, distance can not pull the hand of longing. I want to think of you until the end of time, until forever.
31, bend down, pick up a leaf, now is not the season of falling leaves, it is only because of the rain, had to leave the treetops. It wants to go back and continue its short life, but unfortunately no one can help it. Only empty sighs, only empty thoughts.
32, I turned my thoughts about you into a seed, planted in the spring. I began to look forward to the fall harvest of thoughts of fruit full of garden, you will eat the sweetness of the thoughts of fruit, you will also get the thoughts of fruit in the thoughts, you can also turn thoughts into a seed, planted in my heart.
33, in what? Is not thinking of me ah, otherwise my ears how always feverish it. I miss you, your ears are not feeling the warmth? Not reply is to admit oh.
34, looking at the sky looking at the ground, is unable to look at you, talking about the wind talking about the rain, is not afraid to say love you, think of you all the time, is not afraid to tell you, do not ask you to know what I think, I just want you to know that I want you.
35, the stars know my heart, my heart, waiting for your heart, even if the sea is dry.
36, the original, around the people one day so noiselessly disappeared, surprisingly so terrible.
37, one day, I will forget you. There is no great expectation, nor do I feel lost. I just know that one day. In life, step by step. Whether good or bad, every day is equally important. No moment in life is irrelevant. In the end, you can only use your blood and tears to slowly melt all the pain in the beginning.
38, attachment or deep or shallow, always in the heart. Ride the wind, all the way to the viaduct forward, the hazy light transmits another kind of warm romance. Our way forward, seemingly in the depths of the night, and so on through the tunnel of time, our story suddenly a clear. Miss the romantic drizzle of Valentine's Day, miss the quiet frost of Memorial Day, the beauty of life in the extreme, because of life's companionship, we can go all the way. Today, close your eyes, time is no longer sad.
39, time is quiet good years do not live, the turn of the eye is already spring flowers, tonight rainy, leaning sitting under the window to see the night misty rain diagonal weaving, accompanied by the first burst of thunder and lightning since spring can not help but think of you. Miss like a tidal wave running to me, the past little by little a scene gradually clear up, I would like to thoughts into a wisp of spring breeze to you to send warmth, I would like to memories cut into a beautiful to you to bring the ear, the lights on the lights out of sight do you know that I am thinking of you?
40, every day my heart seems to be out of order, every day think of you, can not see you think of you. Thinking of you will laugh, like a fool.
41, youth is limited, happy and important, why spend precious time for the unworthy. Life missed the person who may be with you for a lifetime, it will be a lifetime of regret, the pain of loss will be y engraved in your heart, oozing blood, oozing teardrops, and you, too, can only swallow the tears, flow in the bottom of the heart, and slowly will be the scars hidden.
42, my pain, my fall, you understand a few points of several? I said goodbye, is it possible not to miss? So, one day you see again when I wrote down the points for you, you have not been very sad.
43, how I hope that time stops its footsteps, so that we revisit the past; how I hope that I can still be with you, *** narrative of your friendship with me.
44, at night, to the lonely lamp, I fell into the unnameable thoughts, really can not be resolved, I wandered in the two of us walking beach, grass, to the stars, the moon, voice calling you!
45, the wind and rain swaying in this section and a section of the heavenly beauty, section of the entangled Jiangnan rain, how can not let a person's soul. Miss fall into the heart, wisps of intoxication in the rain drift down swing up, dazzling heart, at the moment, just want to gaze y, recalling your beautiful figure.
46, at this moment, I envy the eagle that flies in the clouds; if I am the eagle that spreads its wings and flies high, not to see your face, not to fly to your side.
47, sheer autumn rain, pattering, flowing with the thought of tugging, flying with a mess of ties. The rain is so heavy that it moisturizes the dry heart, and washes away the dusty thoughts. Misty, shy of whose murmur? Whose expectations have been fantasized? The fine and dense, dancing like a dream of dancing, floating away like a weaving complexity.
48, thoughts through the thousands of mountains and rivers ringing your doors and windows, you can find the petals in front of the window more than a crystalline teardrops.
49, a long life, joy is always too short, go the most urgent are the most beautiful time, is gone. I am in the early summer of the cool, careful thought, deep nostalgia. The dark fragrance of the years, quietly filled the eyes. Drops, is a hot tear of remembrance, the breeze whisked past, it turned into an infinite nostalgia.
50, today, I am in a distant place, you give me yesterday, folded into the memory of the boat, let it drift in the lake of thoughts.
51, miss a person, is occasionally relative to the awkwardness of speechlessness; miss a person, is to meet the good expectations; miss a person, is nervous about the work of the smile; miss a person, is to read a paragraph of sad words inexplicable sadness; miss a person, is the hazy weather in the sky unfolding smile; miss a person, is to open the phone to view the sweetness of his photo mood; I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said!
52, want you, from mouth to heart, from morning to night, no time, nowhere, I am missing you! An overwhelming desire to be with you!
53, the sky disappeared, I take what daze. Do not say, after leaving will miss. Love is like a dream, once you wake up, you can never go back or start over again, the pink candy you get in the dream is more and more sweet, will disappear with it, no matter how much you are attached to it, you have to learn to accept and forget.
54, some people say that thoughts like an hourglass of a grain of sand, with time and pile up. My thoughts of you have long been accumulated into the Shahara Desert, waiting for you to drought ** like appearing to moisturize my thirsty heart, like a pink latte mellow people can not bear to let go.
55, some unspeakable nostalgia, often in the dead of night when the boom came, stinging to the heart of the softest place, unable to struggle. Not unhappy, just still greedily attached to some kind of feeling in the past and not happy enough; not very sad, just when the familiar face and gentle words appear in the mind and lost their minds for a long time.
56, you know what it's like to miss a person, like drinking a big glass of ice water, and then with a long, long time to flow into hot tears.
57, I really want you, my love is like wrapping the tree vine, has a tenacious vitality and daily are constantly flying long, and you, is my heart that evergreen tree.
58, life, if there is a person, such as meteors like bright, such as the existence of a dream, even if it did not have a long time, even if it did not work together towards twilight, but can be in the wind when the idea of the text in the miss, which, how is not a kind of happiness? The depths of prosperity, love is still, a drop of ink, thoughts of the city.
59, half of the night speechless, thinking about the memories flying, picking up half a bit of sadness, decorating the whole night. For whom sleepless, the heart of self-sorrow, not crying, only feel a thousand lines of tears, although, very tired, but not tired of the heart, always try to let the heart rest quietly, who knows it is too capricious, just want to wander in the late night, looking for the eyes left behind the teardrops.
60, parting for too long, thinking too y, often lost in boundless expectation; winter night under the lamp, the story of the past, always stirred up my endless ghostly thoughts.
61, years like a shuttle, take away how much happiness, sadness, take away just memory, in the silence of the faint fragrance.
62, a dream, a prosperous, glorious thank you, the king of the world. I used a turn away from you, I used a lifetime to forget. Who let go of whose hand, who is more difficult than who? People say that two love if in the eternal look at each other, why with the king *** gathering dream a dream. A dream woke up, two eyebrows, acacia all stained, only the end of the world, alone drunk and greedy.
63, I ignore the time, because waiting for you to appear, I ignore the distance, because waiting for you to appear, I ignore the rainy days, because waiting for you to appear, I ignore the language, because I want you have not changed, darling, want you.
64, the sky began to clear, the breeze crossed, so gentle, like every time you steal a kiss on my cheek, I smiled, just because of the thought of you.
65, I still suffer from the torment of anticipation, the heart is still thinking of you. Your face appeared in front of me again and again, still so kind and beautiful, but can not be close, like the stars in the sky.
66, close to you, gently, move my bamboo umbrella handle held up by a small green umbrella, light shake, I turned into a wisp of light silk in the autumn wind. Yes, I leap up, up in the air, I fluttered to the clouds, looking for a thousand years will not wither the dream, with thoughts of you.
67, there is a kind of thinking, is faint happiness; there is a kind of happiness, is often attached; there is a kind of attachment, is far from appreciation. Not all the dreams can be realized; not all the words are in time to tell; not all the love have results. Please cherish for love, wait until your hair has traces of snow, can still remember that there was such a beautiful, and such a person who let himself miss, how is not a kind of happiness.
68, looking back to remember you yesterday, I do not know now okay? Rush of time with a big smile, I do not realize that a long time no contact! To be honest, I miss you. I want you to think about whether you are doing well, want you to think about whether you have forgotten me!
69, as the time is getting longer and longer, my thoughts are getting deeper and deeper, I would like to find a silent night or a sunny morning, the many heart of the melancholy, loneliness to you.
70, thinking of love is a very mysterious thing, suddenly flash and suddenly extinguished, sunk in the heart. I am powerless to resist, especially to the night, think of you to not be able to breathe, think of you ... open the window another year, the scenery is very different.
71, please turn yesterday's pain into a nightmare, forget it. Please turn today's happiness into a memory, treasure it. Please turn tomorrow's vision into a driving force, follow it.
72, want to be in the morning, my love into a bird, for the first step out of the courtyard. I want to be in the hot sun, my love into an olive leaf, in order to send a silk coolness. In the night, my love is transformed into a starry sky, lingering in front of the window.
73, thinking of me a thousand times a million times asked the geese asked the moon asked the spring breeze, I wish the geese will be my attachment to piggyback on you; I wish the moon will bring my greetings to you; I wish the spring breeze will be my concern to you!
74, miss the taste of a person, how can not say clearly, that the heart of the room as full of grass, even if it is a slight breeze, but also can cause a tremor of clattering, the mind echoes all of your name, all of your voice, all of your laughter, all of your all everything.
75, is which careless bartender, the helpless and attached to the tune together, told me to drunk not down also can not wake up, is love is such a helpless, is when I want you?
76, fate let me meet you, feeling let me like you, time let me fall in love with you, thoughts let me remember you, heartache let me think of you.
77, want to let you lie on me again, want to dry your tears again, want to let you bite my hand again, want to kiss your face again.
78, miss a person, do not need language, but the courage needed. Think of a person will be how lonely, read a person will be how heartache, miss a person's night will be how cold. Missing a person may sometimes smile on the face, but your heart will shed tears. If, in the past life of the five hundred times to look back in exchange for this life's rubbing shoulders, then think it has been very happy, in fact, rubbing shoulders is also a very deep destiny.
79, the night has been deep, the rain is still dripping asphalt sprinkled, like a dream. I hope the rain will not stop, my thoughts with the rain together with the mail to you far away, tell you, I miss you; tell you, that April, that rain, has been in, has been in; tell you, that you and I, that the past, not far away.
80, buds in general silently waiting, sunset in general distant attention, perhaps hiding a heavy ocean, but flow out, just two teardrops.
81, I miss you, are you thinking of me? Maybe in this late night, I miss you the most, I know I shouldn't miss your smile, your voice, your face, but still can't help but miss you all the time! Really miss you.
82, someone said when it rains at night look up at the starry sky, if you see a shooting star crossed, that is, miss you crying. When I look up at the sky when I think of you, I see my own tears, and I don't know if you see a shooting star crossing your window from afar.
83, day by day, I think of you do not see you, you can know that I have a piece of heart, see you heart doubly pro, and you cast the fate if the neighbor, the thoughts of the heart often come to invade, a poem for you to chant.
84, the beloved people are not around, so that lovers are always thinking about lamentation, so they feel great pain, but there is nothing more useful to deepen the mutual affection of the brief parting.
85, a person is a poem, two people are paintings, with a wisp of love, paper word long. Cutting spring sun for clothes, playing summer rain for strings, painting autumn leaves for the idea, dancing snowflakes for the warmth of the ancient Acacia ferry, you are the stage of my love.
86, an acacia a rain, a romance a love. In the long red dust, in the misty rain, when can you and your fingers together, towards the twilight. The years are passing, but can not stop a heart that wants you. I want to think of you, in the dawn of the morning; I want to think of you, in the dusk of the sunset.
87, I still suffer from the torment of anticipation, the heart is still thinking of you. Your face appeared in front of me again and again, still so kind, beautiful, but can not be close, just like the stars in the sky.
88, if tired, choose to forget, do not let the thoughts become poison, do not let the memory cut off the heart, let me cry alone until dawn, bury me alone in the sea of tears.
89, thoughts, is a happy sadness, is a sweet melancholy, is a warm pain. Thoughts of yesterday's long precipitation and the future of the beautiful yearning. It is also because of the thoughts, there is a long time to meet the joy, there is an accidental encounter with the surprise, there is a family and friends get together when the cup to celebrate.
90, the memory of the silk thread is like a spell, in every sunrise and moonrise will wrap me tightly, it reminds me, can not forget to love you, I remember ah, I remember, so I and others together, a smile feel guilty, so I and others walking side by side, holding hands feel heavy, I want to how to cut the silk thread, and then not cocooned.
91, I want you, my lovesickness is like the green vine that entangles the tree, in the spring rain and dew fly long, and you, is the evergreen tree in my heart.
92, my bookmark of love, a thousand times a thousand times there is a feeling, it does not have a beginning and no result, but it occupies me all the time, that is, the feeling of wanting you.