2, the years left too many regrets, pale space and time, can no longer see the original once. Perhaps, life is so, constantly moving forward, constantly chasing, even if it carries too much sorrow and joy, sadness and pain, can only be left to time to gray.
3, destiny is sometimes a coincidence, but sometimes it is a kind of obsession. In comparison, the possibility of obsession is a little more. So, you don't think that meeting is even a kind of fate, if you just meet, and then separated, that but there is no fate. The real destiny is that you can meet and stick to it. The most important thing is that you have to be able to get the best out of your life, and you have to be able to get the best out of your life.
4, banish a mood, not for the prosperity only to meet, not to say that the death, only for the moment of moving, with a ride through the years, the red dust rouge flattering not only spring, there is the unchanging warmth, the flow of the years of the smoke and rain is not only the warmth of thoughts, there is the eternal vow, the years will be old, we will lose our face, will be thinned out our body, but can not erase the points carved in the life of the spot spotting, the memory of the heart lamp is always in the dark midnight, illuminating the heart, the heart, the heart, the heart, the heart, the heart, the heart, the heart, the heart, the heart. The darkness of the midnight, illuminated, this shore, the other shore.
5, youth speechless, glowing with vigor, flowers speechless, exuding fragrance, spring rain speechless, moisturizing the earth. Learning to be content, only then will feel how wonderful life is now, so-called is contentment. Learn to bear, because in life there are always some sudden, unexpected things happen, there is no choice but to bear silently, and bravely face. Learning to know not to say, because more words will be lost.
6, drunkenly listening to the vegetarian piano, smile poetry, cold half of the world to stay in Gotham inscription. The past is a little bit of a mess, the next life is brittle, the red dust a love heart crying tears. The first time I saw the movie, I was in the middle of the movie, and I was in the middle of the movie. Who does not want to, the moment of eternity, the memory to leave traces? Who is willing to say goodbye to Iren, cherish the past round of frost clamor, fragile oath, forget the ripples, heart silk Canyuan Yuan, the wreckage, the love of a thousand years, vaguely circling, red dust old fates.
7, who is wandering by the road, who is waiting for the ancient road. A thousand years of looking back, a hundred years of loneliness. Lonely who with, lonely 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 thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
8, the world is not a dark place, only the place that has not been illuminated by you; there is no so-called difficulties, only the face of the problem feel very difficult to the hearts and minds of the people; there is no pessimistic things, only with the eyes of the sad to observe things; there is no position called the end of the cause, only the position you want to stop forever; there is no complete failure, only you have been completely yielded to failure; there is no world we face, only when facing the world, the way to take. There is no world we face, only the way we face the world.
9, countless times to say goodbye, countless times to look back, between you and me in a hurry. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of you, and I want you to do it. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money and a good deal of money. Love, always between a hundred turns. I know, I will store you quietly in the corner of the heart, quietly, faintly. I promise you, I will live well. You also know that I never force my heart. So, once I fell in love with who would rather moth to the flame, will not choose to die in silence.
10, countless times to say goodbye, countless times to look back, between you and me in a hurry. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the world and the people who live there. Love, always between a hundred turns. I know, I will store you quietly in the corner of the heart, quietly, faintly. I promise you, I will live well. You also know that I never force my heart. So, once I fell in love with who would rather moth to the flame, but not choose to die in silence.
11, the heart moved a moment, heart broken a place. In the fragmented time, we are gradually aging. More and more yearning for peace. More and more return to the quiet. It seems that everything has never come. It seems that everything never started. Nothing ever ends. Saying goodbye to the laughter and pain I once felt, I have learned to collect it. The time, I know, can never go back.
12, we live in the world, the taste of happiness is sweet, know that time always can not stay, quiet years most charming. Walking, walking, old. In the long way from the leaf return to the distance, still young, still need to cherish life, grasp the good time is the most beautiful moment of life, once missed, memories is a bitter; each other's feelings is the important bonding.
13, learn to control your feelings. You can be a very strong love, but not so you can not find the north. You can honor him and love him, but can not let him bully you. Now is still a headache, avoiding themselves for a long time, what are afraid to face. Just no one knows, I'm not not answering your questions, just can't face themselves.
14, love makes people weak, but also make people strong; love people joy, but also make people sad; love makes people wrapped up, but also let people across thousands of mountains and waters, overnight growth. Once upon a time, I thought, as long as I let go, I can simply end, and now I find that letting go is just the beginning of the pain, and forgetting is a kind of practice, like a broken tooth, a pain for years.
15, people, look beautiful as living beautiful. All things, there is a process; all experience, are a know how; all the past, are a gift of the years. Falling red depths have cold and warm; the vicissitudes of the world is also unusual, half a cup of tea, watch the floating and sinking life; a quiet heart, see the cool world