1, every night can not sleep, alone on the roof of the building to see the moon, miss the distant hometown, the heart of the heart of the sadness.
2, mom, half a year do not meet, at the moment I miss you, the first time out of the house is really very uncomfortable, think of their own time at home, especially disobedient, feel so guilty, out of the home only to find that the warmth of the home, go back after I will listen to your words, do a good son.
3, tonight the moon is so full, through the moonlight, I suddenly think of my father, mother to.
4, homesickness heart, rippling with sadness and sweetness; homesickness feeling, sentimental and tired.
5, the passage of time washed away a lot of life has made me strong and profound, perhaps no longer in tears, but homesickness is persistent in the bottom of the heart.
6, when the night falls, dusk, I walked through the hustle and bustle of the street corner; when late at night, the lonely long street raised a few singing in tune; when I stand quietly in front of the window, looking at the moon in the sky, I realized that the "home" for me is how warm and how important.
7, occasionally, parents a greeting phone call, the feeling of homesickness and like a tidal wave surging to the heart. Although there is no "wind and water is cold, a strong man a go and not come back" of the sadness, but also the intestines, soul, hooked up the heart of the sadness **** song, remembered the relatives at home, home past.
8, looking at colleagues after work, busy home figure, a burst of melancholy, the feeling of homesickness and surged to the heart. At this time, only to understand how vulnerable and lonely children away from home; only to understand the warmth of home, home attachment.
9, late at night, mom and dad have entered the dreamland? Is there another two children's figures chasing and playing in the dream? Tomorrow in the dusk, when the smoke curls up in all the houses, whether the father again on the dinner table to set up two more sets of chopsticks? Mom will have to lean on the door again, silently looking into the distance?
10, I tossed and turned in my thoughts, I was in the feeling of tears wet pillow; the feeling of homesickness, the strand of pain that pulls the heart ......
11, so want to go home, or dare not, because the time is not.
12, would like to call home, but simply do not dare, for fear that the family is also injured for their own, so, alone in bed to miss. Want to be at home when the good, now in ......!
13, the desire to go home and let me hot tears, how long the old songs have not been sung aloud, I have changed the mold in the years, the thoughts of the heart or the same place.
14, the feeling of going home, in that not far ahead, the old song in the singing of childhood dreams, walked through the world no matter how vast, the heart of the thoughts or the same place.
15, the long dusty road, where is the end, forget the homeland forget home, a step back. The good moon in the hometown, the goodbye has been too long, the child line thousands of miles eventually want to return, do not put the tears of empty flow.
16, long way back home, the years grinding white head, the world more bitter sorrow, past events do not look back. I always ask the cloud news, the feeling of the countryside is thick like wine, listening to the mother call the child back, on the road you did not stay.
17, a person wandering outside, often can not withstand the torture of loneliness and misery. The feeling of homesickness always lingers in the heart, the sweet and sour taste. Also like a song, "out of the house, many helpless; out of the house, too much expectation."
18, homesick people, love to sit quietly in silence, imagine "raise your head to look at the moon, low thinking of home" mood, recall the warmth of home, let the cheeks of the two lines of tears slowly creeping.
19, home moment is the heart of the trickling stream, home is also the heart of the warm desire. When confused and helpless, how much want to throw into the arms of the home, greedy to enjoy the home of the thoughtful and gentle; when coldly looked at, how much want to escape home, painfully crying, tell all the hard work; when the lack of money and goods, want to feel even more strongly home, because the home is the most dependable home.
20, home in the heart of the feeling, suddenly near and far, home when always in a dream, wake up is still a foreign country, single. Home has become a kind of support, a kind of yearning; want to home into a kind of eternal thoughts.
1. After the breakup can not be friends, because each other hurt, can not be enemies, because each other y loved, so we became the most familiar strangers.
2. You can never see me when I am most lonely, because only when you are not by my side, I am most lonely.
3. If you love him, hold on to him, if you don't love him, let go and let him love someone else.
4. Pack up your mood, keep going, miss the flowers, you will harvest the rain, miss this one, you will meet the next.
5. In fact, there is no such thing as if, everyone's life can not be redesigned.
6. Also in the heart to store thanks, thank him for giving you a minute of memory.
7. Not subject to the heavenly grind is not a good man, not envied by others is mediocre.
8. Some people say that when you are grieving, you just want to make yourself disappear in the world. I no longer have the heart to think about whether I am willing to live on, because this unprecedented injury has made me numb. Besides myself, who else understands this broken heart and the pain it brings?
9. I believe I love you. Still. Always. Forever.
10. Maybe love is just lonely. Need to find someone to love. Even without any ending.
11. A person always have to walk a strange road, see strange scenery, listen to strange songs, and then in a certain moment of inadvertence, you will find that the original painstakingly want to forget things really so forget.
12. If I was brave, the ending is not the same. If at that time you insist, memories will not be so.
13. If one day we are not together, also like together.
14. I want to bury my head. Then when you ask me, I want to look up and smile: I'm fine.
15. The warmth of my life is so much, I gave you all of it, but you left me, and you told me how to smile at someone else later
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17. Hiding in a certain time, miss a period of time palm prints; hiding in a certain place, miss a stand in the road also stand in the road, let me hang on to the person.
18. The hustle and bustle of the world and bright, secular joy and happiness, as bright as the stream, in the wind, in front of my eyes, Milky Way, warmth as spring water out, I have no expectations, I just want you to be happy, do not grieve
19. Life is like the first time I saw, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan.
20. In the still very strange time to believe that ultimately can not withstand a good get together and good riddance, perhaps so lost to the time lost to the reality also lost to their own
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22. If you can not forget him, do not forget. The reason for this is that it is not necessary to make an effort to forget.
23. Hold my hand, close your eyes and you will not get lost.
24. Finally, I can honestly say that I am no longer so persistent.
25. If there is really a day, a certain person who can not come back disappeared. A person can not leave the person left, it does not matter, time will take you to the most correct people around. Please love yourself first, and then that person still do not know where the person will come to pick you up.
26. Some things are not finished then forget it. Everyone is a king, in their own world of domineering, you do not want to listen to me, but you do not want me to listen to you
27. really young, do what you like to do, like you like people.
28. Because I have loved, I am compassionate: because I know, I am forgiving.
29. Happiness should be accompanied by sadness, and the sky should be clear after the rain. If the rain is still rain, if the sadness is still sad. Please let us face it calmly.
30. I really like you, close your eyes, thought I could forget, but the tears that flowed, but did not deceive themselves.
31. I want to hold back the tears but I can not hold back the sadness, unknowingly tears have become lines.
32. The warmth in my life is so much, I gave you all, but you left me, you told me how to smile at others later.
33. In this case, I am speechless and my heart is as dead as ashes.
34. If you can choose, do not use hate to end a love.
35. In the world of love, there is no one who is sorry, only who does not know who to cherish.
36. A man's self-confidence comes from a woman's admiration for him, and a woman's arrogance comes from a man's admiration for her. Never cultivate the man you love, you cultivate him too well, the result is only two: he looked down on you from now on or he gave someone to steal. You don't need to be too smart to pursue someone, but you have to be smart to leave!
37. I will never admit that the combination of two hearts will have any obstacles, love is not true love, if you see people change to turn the rudder, or see people turn to leave. If I am wrong about this and it is proved to be untrue, no one has ever really loved, even if I did not write the poem.
38. I love you, but I don't dare to say, I'm afraid to say I'll die, I'm not afraid to die, I'm afraid that if I die, no one will love you as much as me.
39. There is no failure in life, only crushing!
40. Those who used to say never to part, have long been scattered in the end of the world.
41. Meet, either hate late, or hate early.
42. Forget the years, forget the pain, forget your bad, we never never say goodbye.
43. I'm looking up at the sky. What is the degree of looking up? It's the angle at which I miss her. Why do you raise your head to degrees? To keep my tears from falling.
44. If I don't ask you to marry me, I'll regret it for the rest of my life because you're the only one for me.
45. Often you are just someone's object of practiced love rather than an object of love.
46. Lonely people will always remember everyone who has appeared in his life by heart, so I always think of it endlessly.
47. Time did not wait for me, is that you forgot to take me away, my left hand is unforgettable firefly, right hand is ten years a long meditation.
48. Tears add nine bends of the Yellow River overflow, hate pressure three peaks of Huayue low.
49. The most exhausting thing in the world is to watch your heart break, but also to stick it up with your own hands.
50. He stood there, as if the world had gone away from him, and the hope and meaning of life was just a boring interlude for him.
51. He said: You will find someone better than me. You smile and say: But I won't be so nice to people anymore.
52. The two most feared words in love are later.
53. In fact, there is nothing at all, if everyone's life can not be redesigned.
54. What is courage? Is it crying for you to love me, or crying for you to leave.
55. All the poems I wrote before were lies, including those that love you to the extreme, but then I really can not imagine that the white-hot fire can also send out a greater light. Love is a baby, may I not say so? It is to promote the fullness of the growing feathers.
56. If loving you is wrong, I don't want to be right; if right is the same as not having you, I'd rather be wrong all my life.
The old photo of himself once emotional sentence
The old photo of himself once emotional sentence (a)
1, accidentally turned over the old photo, recalled the former youth, or overflowing with youthful color.
2, flipped through some old photos of the student era, presenting a scene in the brain! I am an easy nostalgic person, but certainly can not go back to the past, then every day of the present is wonderful!
3, tomorrow's tomorrow, forever and ever, gorgeous youth broken line, who's pencil in the white paper scratched the young vow, know can not be realized, but in the turn before the tears, the sunshine of the playground, your smiling face, like yesterday can only be nostalgia, the light of day across the left side of the face to forget to say goodbye, once upon a time, on the rainy day that can no longer be remembered, the temperature from the fingertips to go far away. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me.
4, youth have dreams, old age only have memories. Recklessness in youth, remorse in old age. ?
5, those memories of things, do not touch, is the best respect for memories, but also for their own greatest tenderness. After all, the past can not go back, and then how to chew, are yyy. from memory out, the reality is still the same. Now become so afraid to look through the old photos, think every day is very fast, I think I am old right?
6, each memory, there is a password. As long as the time, place, character combination is correct, no matter how long the dust is sealed, that person and that scene will be picked up again in oblivion.
7, emotions let growth leave traces, life is not barren from ......?
8, if the memory itself is a grape, then the process of reminiscence is fermentation. Everyone has the tendency to strive to make their own history more innocent and better, so often unconsciously give their memories of various forms of repair.?
9, memory wants to be poured in the palm of the water, regardless of whether you spread out or hold on to it, and ultimately will still be from the cracks of the finger drop by drop flow clean.?
10, looking at the old old photos full of memories! Come on, guess? The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the old photos and the new ones.
11, the night looked through the previous album. Turned out a lot of old photos. Laughing at themselves while they were more ugly and more youthful. Inside is a year in tears. Time has changed, who said nothing will change the truth. Young people do not know the taste of sadness, but now they know all the taste of sadness. How long has it been since I've ever really laughed from the heart? Sitting alone, searching for those songs about youth, used to hate their own version of pretentiousness, always think that youth this thing, no pain, no gain, mentioning too much is pretentious, but now I can not wait to want to go back. Send old photos to friends to see, friends said: you are too nostalgic. I'm not sure if I'm too nostalgic, but I'm not. If you can still be old, I'm willing to spend my whole life! The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me.
12, looking through the yellow diary, I seriously doubt that I have lost my memory, walked the road, read the book, met people, enjoy the scenery, you are all transformed into fat?
13, occasionally look back at the old photos before, young face overflowing with bright smiles! Now time year after year in the face left the traces of the years.?
14, the hourglass of time precipitation can not escape the past, the hands of memory is always picking up those bright sadness. The youthful feathers, cut through the memory of the hurt; yesterday's tears, stirring up the ripples in the heart.
15, occasionally turning over the old photos of the Tower of Babel in the past, full of memories! Coming up to the Tower of Babel's tenth birthday, do you guys still remember when the first time to the Tower of Babel? Perhaps there is a surprise prize waiting for you yo!
16, before that wave of memories kill did not go to find old photos, because the child is more ugly. Until a friend sent me a number of old photos, only to find a face full of vitality, happy and smiling face, is the most beautiful face.?
17, October 12, 2014, I came up with a concept called the Museum of Memories, the reason is that when the university has been to an old family in Guangzhou hanging old photos, a photo a story, but some even the owner can not remember, and I once went to pay homage to the mountain hand in hand with an urn, to the come to me to say that just the name, I do not understand what this late immortal life experience, do not know. I don't know what the late immortal had experienced in his life, but I wondered if I died myself, what would I use to prove that I had lived? Maybe after death only name, no one cares about this person once existed, so the memory of the museum is just proof that I once lived.?
18, looking through old photos, understand a lot of truth, phase by heart, people must be happy, happy, otherwise it will become very ugly and ugly. It turns out that since I was a child I have not been high, I did not care when I was a child, why should I care too much when I grew up?
19, just looked through the old photos, found that some people become old, some people are not, and then suddenly feel that life is short, but also need to be happy, sang an afternoon of drinking the most intense wine, fuck the most beautiful people.
20, today and my mom look at the old photos before, memories Bureau, she looked at my junior graduation photos and I said, do not let the future boyfriend see, if you see it also said that not me, because it is too ugly, so that I do not laugh, because the nose is very ugly to laugh, pro mother.
Turning to their own once old photos emotional sentences (Part II)21, once lived in this inside these so-and-so; are now divided into families, they also belong to one of them. Perhaps the underworld has arranged all this ......?
22, see uncle recorded logs, always think of all the childhood memories of Kowloon, but also turned to the old photos, Grandma and Grandpa put a small me in his arms, face overflowing with happy smiles, that time they are still very healthy and bright ... I live in that period of time especially comfortable as if never grow up ... every time! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to have to go back to my old school.
23, looking through old photos, suddenly realized that my grandfather has been away from me for such a long time, miss is a disease.
24, accidentally turned over to see a few old photos, do not want to 30 years of time has passed. Recognize, know each other, waved goodbye, as if still in front of us. That year, youthful you, can ever imagine, respectively, the years, the original more than ------ a decade!
25, looking over the old photos, slowly recalled the scene at the time, is in the fast-paced life under the rare small surprise.
26, I have been working at PUC for four years. During this period, in addition to coping with the heavy teaching and editing work, I also finished writing my doctoral dissertation. At that time, I felt that besides being busy, I was still busy... But recently I looked through old photos and surprisingly found that I lived a colorful life during that time! This one is said to have a modeling look!
27, looking through the previous phone, saw these old photos, and realized that I am no longer young.
28, looking through the old photos found that so many years a person when the most, music accompanied by the most. Youth in such a long period of time, whether there is a good treasure?
29, today looking through old photos, saw the year to go to the Gubei Water Town, when I was still a skinny, when we play every day are super high.?
30, looking through old photos, dad and mom when they were young, a look at my dad this look, this is not this is life? It's also quite advanced.
31, bet they can not see. The first time I saw this, I was able to see the old photos and remember some of the past events.
32, yesterday inadvertently looked at some old photos, when his wife's youthful, sunny and charming, compared to today's wife has been sleeping, pretty face has been printed on the road of vicissitudes. She gave me all the youth ah! The only time in a woman's life, she gave me all her youth! This moment, this emotion, do you understand?
33, today looking through the old photos, Dad pointed to the photo of Mom when she was young, said he was then to see this photo of Mom like, think Mom looked particularly pure and especially lovely at that time would like to hold a kiss a mouth of my Dad ah, do not say it again! I'm embarrassed with ah! I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this.
34, that was once envied by the people also used to be a junior inserted love finally broke down, some people feel sorry, some people secretly happy. Once also have killed and not separated from the oath, now is also a cloud of smoke, I will go to walk we walked together, and we did not walk together to finish the road camera is a good thing to keep is a beautiful moment after watching the old photos have a warm and sweet memories can be just memories can not go back. You said a generation is too long do not want to only love me a person and I feel that a lifetime is too short I only want to love you a person can not walk the road even if we will always stop here.
35, memories is to look through old photos. Hours lined up with melons and snacks to go to the movies, now has become a dangerous house. Time on this axis, how many memories of the photos, is to forget to pick up, and ultimately lost.
36, the old photos evoke how many memories ...... grandma and grandpa goodness for a lifetime, when are thinking of me this little bean, although ...... now little bean is very big... ... but still has been various forms of attention. Mom supermodel face take pictures do not love to smile, dad a look at all righteousness ...... great uncle has since the volume, brother the most black eyes the smallest, sister face value is the best, and now my sister is also pregnant with a small baby, I'm super happy because I'm super like my sister, although I didn't say to her.?
37, the growth of the blue sky, the night sky dream and as in the beach piled up a small castle, piled up in the blue seaside dream; child is always like to play under the banyan tree, and like to sit quietly there, listening to the old man told that old story, when the dream is green; childhood is always like to sit in front of the old house, in the autumn of the falling leaves to appreciate that a piece of wearing golden Leaves flying in the sky, then the dream is golden color. Childhood always like to dream, walking in the dream can not find the exit labyrinth, once and for all was locked in the labyrinth, the heart so confused, in real life, stirred up the fighting spirit when, then that dream is the general color of fire.?
38, mom's family moved, turned over to some old photos, wow, he was shocked, the original before long like this, of course, there are full of memories come to mind ~
39, looking at the old photos hahaha my father when he was young and handsome ah met him at the time I will definitely also chase him.
40, years later, you look back at an old photo, the most memorable, really not when you like the composition, light and shadow of these so-called good film elements. But, at that moment, that second of the shutter sound, we met, flow in the air that indescribable emotion. I can't think of anything that a camera can do that is more meaningful than that.
41, magical Jacky brother sent the old photos when I was really green, "village" young ah! The most precious memories!
42, looking at old photos, trying to find some motivation for their own weight loss. As if a turn, I will see that lush, that early spring silk grinning wind, that grass mixed with the taste of the soil, that afternoon, that young me, that never return to the youth.
43, the night fly brother and I recalled a wave of old photos, I can not help but look for a little, simply drunk
44, the morning of the old photos to recall the smile is still more than tears this is enough
45, New Year's Eve when a family reunion, sitting together to look at the old photos to remember the old times the most happy! So do you have any interesting old photos of your family?
46, looking through old photos, see 14 years of the National Day to see your smile at the game in South Korea, young really good, memories are really good ~ time and trust to slip away together ......
47, I have a lot of old photos, think of you when I would look through them, that time we did not look good, but I can always see those passing.?
48, old photos on Facebook, delete photos accidentally touched a lot of memories that have been almost forgotten. It is so, time will take away everything?
49, looking through the old photos, full of memories came, so miss this kind of feeling, if time can be reversed, I really hope to return to the university this carefree life. Or would you like to eat in the dormitory all kinds of ah?
50, organizing the old things will have a lot of surprises, a lot of things you do not know it was still here. In addition to the father's old photos, but also far from the memories?
51, turned to the old photos, are full of memories and reluctance. That time we just do good things, feel so simple and happy! That time we get together is not to eat is mainly to drink?
52, quiet night, by the toddler's cry cut as many pieces of debris, keep waking up and go to sleep, dreaming one after another, intermittent compulsion to stack, are the face of the deceased. Different stories, fantastically spinning and jumping, but mostly warm. The morning sun shines in, and memories are swept up inside. Recently, I often remembered once, often looking at old photos, is not the beginning of getting old will be so?
53, the wound is like me, is a stubborn child, refused to heal, because the heart is warm and moist place, suitable for anything to grow.
54, looking back at yesterday, we have a clear conscience, although too much bitterness melted into yesterday's plowshare, although too much sorrow filled our hearts, although too much helplessness is written on our faces, although too much energy is waved in yesterday's process.?
55, idly looking through old photos, found that Doodle with his uncle as a child is very much like.?
56, looking through old photos, listening to nostalgic music, full of memories are surging to the heart. I don't know when this kind of day is a head, tears can't stop flowing.
57, today looking through old photos, see my dad junior high school graduation photo, I was confused, that is not me, too much like, the more you look at the more like! How can it be so like, my God ~?
58, looking through the album suddenly turned to the old photos, this place can no longer be seen, how just realized that I am also very nostalgic it! Some people, some things, some places perhaps this life will also be impressive it!
59, looking through some old photos, comfort today only ate a meal of their own is not to lose weight, but no time, boast me.?
60, thirty-eight years ago today, fired the first shot of the counterattack in self-defense against Vietnam. Looking through the old photos of fathers and mothers, from the forest sea and snow plains to anti-American aid to Korea to anti-American aid to Vietnam until the counterattack war, every piece of history is worth my respect and remembrance! Because of you, we are happy as flowers.
The heart, all the silence, the dream overflowed with tears
1, this season, the fallen flowers like people have feelings, looking forward to turn into spring mud more protective flowers. The night still pick up all the cold branches refused to rest, lonely wandering alone. The sun is approaching the late autumn, the twilight of the autumn dyeing wind cold, lonely geese crowing wailing, intermittent, like the last force, hissing unwillingly loneliness.
2. Outside the window, the wind is cold and brisk, and it is not who will put the cool of the heart into the cold wind. A sad melody, the sound of despair, evoking the heart of the boundless coolness, looking back, the lingering figure, forget the smiling face, and now there is only a faint thought in the smoke more and more hazy, can not be forgotten, Lin Mor long away, prosperity is not yet central.
3, when a wisp of cloud was cut by the cold wind. When I woke up, I looked at the lights from afar, isolated cold night, the moon is not starry. In the past in the lonely intention to have the moon to see the love of love, Chongyang night who can understand me?
4, superimposed shadow stepping dream, heart glazed, cool year gray idea, tired of drifting in the red dust rowboat, in the ear blowing cold thin years, no sigh, all laugh at me this worldly obsession. Lonely pace ah, when you are not wandering in the dusk of the lost, quietly looking at the desolate waiting.
5, the bucket of stars, the old shadow without trace, loneliness has become particularly long. Perhaps there is a grave in each person's heart, buried with an undead, where there are all the things they want, they want the future and they want to love, or happy or sad, or false or real, and then forever buried in the heart.
6, alone with the heart and the sound of the heart, or whispering, or melodious, bumps in the ups and downs of the high and lofty floating, or flourishing lush, or ga ran bleak, any thought of the wings wantonly dance, infinite spread, entangled in the magnificent silence and elegant loneliness.
7, floating life as a dream, if the dream woke up when parting, then I would rather long sleep until the end of life. Looking at the fluttering snowflakes, I don't know whether my one can float past your face.
8, the lonely geese singing, to the empty dance hovering soaring, so clear, so cold, came a few bursts of wailing single, is to choose some scenery, silent aftermath, but in the far appreciation.
9, time is always in such a hurry, that quiet, that ruthless, silent, hurried, people carried on the highway of aging, young naivety and I said goodbye, multi-colored youth and I said goodbye, and my youth that a chapter also drew a period.... ...
10, the dusk of the street, a lonely walk between heaven and earth, only expect to meet you, perhaps also will only say a long time no see, but will be buried in the heart of the thoughts, through the boundaries of time and space, read the joy of the past.
11, but this is their own assumptions, to be the sunrise slanting to the window, to wake themselves up from the dream of memories, those past events are with the smoke in the air, drifting away in the sky, without a trace.
12, life as a play, everyone from the croaking moment, will have their own stage, to perform a variety of roles, and I seem to be in a kind of space without applause.
13, if memory is a landscape, then all the way since the familiar bright and dark, cool years of warmth gradually left the field, hibernation of the heart alone wandering, all the helplessness has become still. The first thing you need to do is to pay homage to the memories of your youth, which is to dispel a bright sadness.
14, why this snowy days, the heart, all the cool, dreams overflowed with tears. If I go up against the sky, can I find the original you, can we go back to the starting point of our story?
15, I saw the winter ravaged twilight fall. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. The cold wind into the body, is to feel the corner of the clothes, tsunami wind has been the last defense under attack, the song is scattered, the flow of the year is desolate. The wind is rising, the dust is flying in the world, the wind is rising since adding clothes, the wind is rising and what can be done about it?
16, speechless tears, all thoughts, often want to chatter to ask themselves why, but the reality is always admonished themselves again and again. It seems that the soul and the body has been scattered into two sides, can appreciate this loneliness in the left, memories in the right situation.
17, tired of the secular ties, accompanied by the wind and the moon of the idle, had wanted to try to get used to the twists and turns of life, for too many strangers, such as the heart of the heap of memories of you, always in the silhouette of time can not help but silent worry, a faint melancholy always hidden in the depths of the moment, sometimes, occasionally in a moment of inadvertent overflow, sadness is no goodbye, the memories are always nowhere. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
18, perhaps, memories of the reflection is always unable to let go, leaving behind the melancholy gifted to the people of the wireless memorial, the distant future as the ashes of the same no rekindling of the end of the regret of the mind determined only shadow alone in the endless cool years.
19, in front of the flowers in the autumn moon in the boundless taste alone, and occasionally will leap some obvious cracks in the heart, so confusing repression, giving people unlimited sentimental and illusion.
20, unknowingly, the corners of the eyes of the residual clearly visible traces of tears broke my heart.