Lyrical argumentative sentences
1, time passes, flat and narrow echo, full of too many changes that are not controlled by people. In any case, we will be the past with the wind, and walk through, from yesterday's gloom, see the dawn of hope.
3, the memory of the wind chimes, seems to be still hanging in yesterday's location, accompanied by the breeze swaying with its own melody, everything remains the same, the difference is that, those years stayed in the audience, but in the growth of this inadvertently gone a batch and a batch of, the story changed the protagonist, and the time has been unchanged.
4. Tonight, the sky is rainy, dream-like time. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. 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 winds of the forest pass in front of the eaves, taking away the thoughts of a rainy season. In the rain, there are many things to worry about, and I don't know when I will return to the far end of the world. In the distance, a boat is untying the cable to cross the river, the rain and foggy, I don't know where to go. The wind is quiet, the boat is rocking, and the water in Jiangnan is vast. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
5, historical smoke and clouds, through the alley, green stone red tile, Nymphaea moss ink green, through the flat and oblique long ago, caressing the rain and smoke and **** under the vicissitudes of the world, the world is floating and sinking.
6, hazy rain soaked long ago thoughts, still waiting for you in this rainy season. The rain has drenched the mood of the dream, and the sound of dripping rain is the lost feeling of separation. In the rain to find those far away traces, looking for that piece of the drift. The first thing you need to do is to get used to the idea that you are not going to be able to get away with it, but that you are going to be able to get away with it.
7, twilight rain overnight, dawn wind a window. When the sky is bright, the rain outside the window has fallen into a drizzle. Go and open an umbrella in the rain! Feel the coolness of the morning breeze in the rain. With the crowd moving in the green shade, listening to the dripping sound of the rain on the umbrella leaves, as if listening to the rain in the lotus pond in the rain like a wonderful, those feelings are spreading in the rain. The wind is dancing thoughts, the rain is whispering lingering. The wet summer, wet heart. I can't find a dry place for my heart to rest.
8, age is like the seasons, hidden in the wheel of the years. The same age, some people are much older than the actual, some people are much younger. Young is a dream, old is a memory. Where are the spring flowers? Springtime is no more. All the good things are always too little, all the good time is always too short. The old in complaining about "life is short, the years are merciless", will only add a few strands of gray hair.
9, this is a youthful season, with the light of the wind, touching the light of hope. Similarly, this is also a part of the season of parting, many stories have not had time to present, was withered time hidden one by one, leaving some clouds, some touched, quietly stayed in the deepest part of the memory.
10, in this short process, there are a lot of things have been worn out face to face, whether it is visible or invisible, such as the scenery, such as matters of the heart, and the only thing that has not changed is perhaps the years left behind the glory of the withered.
11, linger in the rain, and constantly someone holding an umbrella from the side walked by. The same style, the same elegance. Wandering in the drizzle without slowing down, slipping into a landscape in the rain. In the rain, there are people flirting with the sound of a drizzle! It's not a big deal! Perhaps, this is a kind of enjoyment.
12, time, is a kind of invisible loneliness, perhaps in your unintentional time, will flow from your fingertips, slowly erode your flesh, so that all the organs are full of loss and loneliness.
13, life is short, time carries the long years, penetrate the millennium of desolation, more that life a few times, a hundred years of spring and autumn.
14, there are many experiences in life are destined to be stranded by the time, stay the end of the story, like dust, even if you don't know the future stays, but always cling to the direction of the drift. Perhaps, too much sentimentality is always let a person can't help it, just like the unknown fate, we always can't go to dominate it, leaving behind, and only silent acceptance, in the depths of each round of the season, stumbling, floating and sinking.
15, three life meets, a world of bone, life meets, need to be born in the cycle of life, we have to do is, in the limited time, nourish the feelings of a different kind, only in the best years, meet the most beautiful you.
16, life is bland, life is ordinary, and happy to live, the life of the most energetic youth thrown in the border. Walking on the winding border line, with a sincere, through hardships and no regrets, let life guard a responsibility and moral justice!
17, time, is a trickle of thin streams, perhaps when you do not realize, change will pass from your heart, let those past events, gradually occupy my mind.
18, a person's life, is to live with passion, at the same time to rationalize self-discipline, victory or defeat is not in a moment, gain or loss is not in a matter. The gains and losses of a moment to obey a world, a gain or loss to obey the overall situation, personal gains and losses to obey the collective. Learn it! And then recall the past, happiness will slowly come to mind, warm ......
19, life is indeed short, the years are really ruthless! Short to we often forget to cherish, forget to pursue, forget to slowly taste; wait until the years become the past, only to know the heartache, only to know the loss, only to know the ruthlessness.
20, time in a hurry, I will be those who have been the most beautiful moments, sealed in the bottom of the heart that no one knows, but also the most vulnerable place. Grasp the present one minute and one second, try to let yourself not in the future memory, it will become garbage discarded.
Lyric argumentative sentences1, the flying sands of life rolled up and down, lonesome ears holding delicate flowers, if, the clouds in the sky drifting Yin red red color, you asked me how beautiful love, I said, half meteor half rain.
2, standing in the city under the sunshine of slack, I saw you far, far away, my beautiful hometown smoke ah, soft shadow, light dance, such as the birds swept through my damp memory, light wings as if the totem of the hometown, accompanied me in the wind and rain, every pause, there is a mother stood at dusk, tearful expectations.
3. I just want to think of you like this, although in every night, I can only use my heart to think of you silently, but you have touched my heart, I hope my heart can accompany you to sleep.
4, I do not dare to recall the past, just do not want to fall into the sadness, but this is locked up the pain is still evoked by the sacrifice. Tears in the two parents kind face clear up, the heart of the hurt is also clear up.
5, their branches flutter with the north wind, as if measuring the distance between them. They look at each other from afar, miss each other, and adore each other. When spring comes, the sap of life flows in their bodies, adding to that unattainable longing.
6, God gives us a moment of quiet, footsteps fell on the rose petals, such as in the rainstorm floated a blanket of white. It is hoped that the quiet can make us wake up, so that we reject mediocrity, bloom the splendor of life.
7, I am full of choking to tell you about the old days, how ridiculous, I thought you would be moved.
8, there is no ideal person, his life as a desolate Gobi, cold and quiet, no vitality; there is no ideal person, his life as a rudderless sailing ship; bumpy, no hair direction; there is no ideal person, his life as a long dark night, dim, no light.
9, don't think of yourself as too great, to know, in other people's world, no matter how well you do, you are just a supporting role.
10, there are people who put their hearts out to you, but you pretend not to see, because you do not like. There are people who have pulled out your heart, you still pretend not to hurt, because you love.
11, there is no cliff, how to see the strong life of the pine? There is no reef, how to see the waves of the heroic and majestic? There is no risk, how to see the romance and fearlessness of the kite?
12, smile, like its words, really like. When you feel helpless and lonely, an unexpected harvest of a smile, you will find the warmth of the world everywhere; when you are in trouble, need to understand and support, a smile is a great gift. Harvest smile is happy, give a smile is also happy, when every smile on your face when you bloom, you will feel extraordinarily relaxed, happy, as the so-called gift of roses, the hands of the fragrance.
13, that day, you came, standing outside the door, staring blankly at the black wall, quietly listening to the sound from outside the mountain. I know you are longing, but, you dare not hope, small hands than, learning. That day, you came and stood outside the door, staring blankly at that black wall, meditating on the direction from which the wind was blowing, breaking your heart with sorrow. It blew your heart to cry, tears wet your clothes, dipped into the river of thoughts and memories flowing, flowing far away.
14, you meet a person, you love him a little more, then, you will always lose him. Then, you meet another, he loves you a little more, then you will leave him sooner or later. Until one day, you meet a person, you love each other. Finally realize that all the searching, there is also a process. Once upon a time in the sky cliff, and now at hand.
15, is my father's time and time again inculcation, let me become a good sailor, alone boat in the sea of books drifting happily; is my father's subtle love, let me smell that fragrance wisps of the rich fragrance of books!
16, people have no way to choose their own origin, family, mediocrity is unavoidable, but we must choose a road to reject mediocrity. When we embark on this road, our creative heart, enterprising spirit will be mobilized, to maintain their noble temperament, adhere to their own principles, the courage to pursue their own goals. On the road of life, they wantonly show off their boldness, have is not a mediocre, brilliant life.
17, the advent of the night, they disappeared in the darkness, poor tree, dead silence. Is the beauty must be reflected in the tragedy? I begged to look at the sky, expecting to quickly send them the light of day. However, what can be done with the light of day? Life flows with time, and the flow of time represents death. I am full of sympathy for them.
18, love begins with a smile and ends with a tear. Wounded and scarred, eventually leaving traces, perhaps speechless is the best comfort, perhaps memories is the best ending.
19, my infinite thoughts of you, like the heart beat in the colorful clouds rising harbor, is the kind of secret happiness rippling in the heart, I just want to one day with a wisp of love silk thread, you and I this love, tied to the end of the years never lost.
20, in fact, the world does not have so many if, sometimes, we lose a moment of things is eternal.
21, they are magnificent, with the sky and the branches of the mutual silent gestures. When a bird flies from this tree to that tree, their long green hair will be warped with joy. How brief was the tumult of spring. By now, their hearts are frozen by the cold, quiet drifts of snow.
22, some flowers are destined to follow the wind, some love is destined to follow the fate. Karma is like the wind, come without a shadow, go without a trace. Not long love is also come and go in a hurry.
23, zero point of the coffee or thick or light, tired eyelids hitching black thoughts, perhaps, falling love lost a little bit of the past, you asked me to love like what, I said, half meteor half rain. Last night's fallen flowers flying around, floating lips affixed to the false pen and ink, admittedly, far away from the day without the taste of flowers, you asked me love like what, I said, half meteor half rain.
24, perhaps the limited time, their feelings can not be eternal in the long river of the universe. However, the beauty of the dream in a short time, this beautiful moment but destined to a lifetime of earthly destiny. I mourn their beautiful dreams! Their feelings in the distant hope of eternal existence, but also in the distant hope of disillusionment.
25. Tonight is a rainy night, the messy sentiments laid out in the rain, let the rain hit my heart, wash away my sorrow. The earthly wind and rain has passed, I will not be happy and worry, guard the window, listen to the rain fall. I'm going to pack up my messy thoughts, stroke away the sadness of the ground, with a hint of a light smile, waiting for tomorrow's sunrise.
26, holding a hypothetical thoughts, but has not been so enamored, the heart with the faraway people, but found that it is not much thought, occasionally I will feel lonely.
27, want you, is a kind of sweet sorrow, is a kind of pain in anticipation, is a kind of happy melancholy, is a kind of don't want to think and can't not think of helplessness.
28, why so painful to forget a person, time will naturally make you forget. If time does not allow you to forget the people who should not be remembered, what is the significance of our lost years?
29, when you hate a person, he will appear in front of you all the time; and when you miss a person, turn over the earth can not find him.
30, life is like a dream, but also crying and singing, leaves withered, fallen leaves with the water. The water is cold, the end of the song has been scattered. Ripple foam warm, convergence of the eyes fragrance, gently pick up a touch of text fragrance, in the ink of time, listen to a section of the heart, capture a section of the clear; in the heart and the heart of the reunion, heart and the heart of the smile, broad a goodbye to the red dust disturbances, the prime time, this is not a most beautiful wait.
31, dream, your shadow gently slipped from the heart, your warmth has long been gone, my world is only left wet memory.
32, the greatest behavior of the crush, is to become complete. You don't love me, but I fulfill you. The real crush, is the cause of a lifetime, not because he is away from you and give up. There is no such sentiment, do not speak lightly of crush.
33, youth are so, with pain, but also righteous. There is nothing in the world, mediocrity. Life in the world, there are always some empty city old things, the years have not been central; there are always some seasons, a season of flowers cool, full of sadness. Many things, look away, will be peaks and valleys; many dreams, look down, will be the sunrise. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
34, a sleepless night, a long wait, a taste of heartache, a pair of eyes looking forward to, just for a person.
35, suffering for the genius is a stepping stone, for capable people is a fortune, for the weak is an abyss. Success is a milestone for those who never slack off, for those who are complacent is a burden, for those who do not seek progress is a scourge.
36, my heart, like an umbrella, hold open, but can not collect. In love, adhere to is to sincere for true love. If nothing can be exchanged, insisting is to keep yourself. Stay, does not mean still love; get, may not be fortunate; lost, may not be unfortunate. I want a simple love, sunrise, sunset; together to enjoy every morning sunshine, breeze, rain, dusk.
37. It is ridiculous that we pretend to be psychologists in front of our friends, but we can't even solve our own problems.
38, if I don't love you, I won't miss you, I won't be jealous of the opposite sex around you, I won't lose self-confidence and fighting spirit, and I won't suffer. If I can not love you, it would be so good.
39, there are too many smiles in life, but the most special is the mother's smile, which is incomparable to any smile, it contains the mother's pure and selfless love for her daughter, when injured, this smile will give me unlimited care, wipe away my hurt, vulnerable, it gives me faith, make me strong, so that I am confident in the face of life. No matter when, my mother's smile is a permanent sunshine in my heart.
40, the love has been lonely, love has become death. Before the pen, but want to ask a question, the end is not destiny in this life? I'm not asking, the pen has been sad into the sea, pen into death.
Lyrical argumentative sentences said mood excerpts
1, in this short process, there are many things have been worn out face to face, whether it is visible or invisible, such as the scenery, such as matters of the heart, and the only thing that has not changed is perhaps the withering left behind by the years.
2. This is a season of youth, with light winds, touching the light of hope. Similarly, this is also a part of the season of parting, a lot of stories have not had time to present, on the withering of the time to hide one by one, leaving only some floating clouds, some touched, quietly stayed in the deepest part of the memory.
3. Linger in the drizzle, and constantly have people holding umbrellas from the side walked by. The same style, the same elegance. Wandering in the drizzle without slowing down, slipping into a landscape in the rain. In the rain, there are people flirting with the sound of the rain! It's no big deal! Perhaps, this is a kind of enjoyment.
4, time, is a kind of invisible loneliness, perhaps in your unintentional time, will flow from your fingertips, slowly erode your flesh, so that all the organs are full of loss and loneliness.
5, life is short, time carries the long years, penetrate the millennium of desolation, more that life a few times, a hundred years of spring and autumn.
6, there are many experiences in life are destined to be stranded by time, stay the end of the story, like dust, even if you don't know the future stays, but always cling to the direction of the drift. Perhaps, too much sentimentality always let a person can not help, just like the unknown fate, we always can not go to dominate it, leaving behind, and only silent acceptance, in the depths of each round of the season, stumbling, floating and sinking.
7, three life meets, a world of bone, life meets, need to be born in the cycle of life, we have to do is, in the limited time, nourish a different mood, only in the best years, meet the most beautiful you.
8, life is bland, life is ordinary, and happy to live, the life of the most energetic youth thrown in the border. Walking on the winding border line, with a sincere, through hardship and no regrets, let life guarded a responsibility and morality!
9, time, is a trickle of thin streams, perhaps when you do not realize, change will pass through your heart, let those past events, gradually occupy my mind.
10, a person's life, is to live with passion, at the same time to rationalize self-discipline, victory or defeat is not in a moment, gain or loss is not in a matter. The gains and losses of a moment to obey a world, a gain or loss to obey the overall situation, personal gains and losses to obey the collective. Learn it! Recall the past, happiness will slowly come to mind, warm
11, life is indeed short, the years really ruthless! Short to we often forget to cherish, forget to pursue, forget to slowly taste; wait until the years become the past, only to know the heartache, only to know the loss, only to know the ruthlessness.
12, time is in a hurry, I will be those who have been the most beautiful moments, sealed in the bottom of the heart that no one knows, but also the most vulnerable place. Grasp the present one minute and one second, and try to let yourself not in the future to recall the time, it will become garbage discarded.
13, time flies, flat and narrow echo, full of too many changes that are not controlled by people. In any case, we will be the past with the wind, and walk through, from yesterday's gloom, see the dawn of hope.
14, the years, walked through a round and round. Missed that once companion, that childish years. I don't know how to get tired, I don't know how to get old.
15, the memory of the wind chimes, seems to be still hanging in yesterday's location, accompanied by the breeze swaying belongs to its own melody, everything remains the same, the difference is only that, those years stayed in the audience, but in this inadvertent growth of a batch and batch of people, the story changed the protagonist, and the time has remained unchanged.
16, tonight the sky and rain, dream like time. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to the office. 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 forest winds in front of the eaves over, take away a rainy season of thoughts. In the rain, there are many things to worry about, and I don't know when I will return to the far end of the world. In the distance, a boat is untying its cables to sail away, and the rain and fog are misty, so I don't know where to go. The wind is quiet, the boat is rocking, and the water in Jiangnan is vast. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
17, historical smoke and clouds, through the alley, green stone red tile, Nymphaea moss ink green, through the flat and oblique long ago, caressing the rain and smoke and **** under the vicissitudes of the world, the world is floating and sinking.
18, hazy rain soaked long ago thoughts, still waiting for you in this rainy season. The rain is wetting the dream, the sound of dripping rain is the loss of the intention to leave the feelings. In the rain to find those far away traces, looking for that piece of the drift. The first thing you need to do is to get used to the idea that you are not going to be able to get away with it, but that you are going to be able to get away with it.
19, twilight rain overnight, dawn wind a window. When the sky is bright, the rain outside the window has fallen into a drizzle. Go and open an umbrella in the rain! Feel the coolness of the morning breeze in the rain. With the crowd moving in the green shade, listening to the dripping sound of the rain on the umbrella leaves, as if listening to the rain in the lotus pond in the rain is as wonderful as those feelings are spreading in the rain. The wind is dancing thoughts, the rain is whispering lingering. The wet summer, wet heart. I can't find a dry place for my heart to rest.
20, age is like the seasons, hidden in the wheel of the years. The same age, some people are much older than the actual, some people are much younger. Young is a dream, old is a memory. Where are the spring flowers? Springtime is no more. All the good things are always too little, all the good time is always too short. The old in complaining about life is short The years are merciless, only to add a few strands of white hair.
21, that the fire like burning passion, that the wild as shaking the passion of all things, that the waterfall as flowing down the passion, that firecrackers as crackling passion, my youth how can not have them!
In fact, everything has a passion, and because of the passion and more beautiful, more elegant. Flowers are the passion of plants, thunder and lightning is the passion of the clouds, waves are the passion of the river, the wind is the passion of the air, haze is the passion of the morning, the passion of the steppe is the passion of the galloping horse
22, if there is no passion in life, like the story does not have a climax, like the peacock does not have an open screen, like the bowstring has not been pulled into a full moon, like the water is always lukewarm and did not boil, like the soccer game without a shot on goal, like the climbed mountain without reaching the top.
23, let us face the cliffs, there is a passion to climb; face the sea has a passion for surfing; face the stars, there is a passion to look up; face the land, there is a passion for plowing; face the runway, there is a passion for sprinting; face the books, there is a passion for hard work, the face of the problem, there is to open up the passion of the question mark; face the field, there is a passion to beat the opponents; in the face of defeat, there is a fall and then again climbed up the passion. The passion of the people who are in charge of the program.
24, life gives us a huge and infinitely noble gift, which is youth: full of power, full of expectations, volunteers, full of ambition to learn and struggle.
25, in fact, life is also like the four seasons; innocent childhood is the spring of life, youth is the summer of life, calm and steady middle age is the fall of life, hobbling rickety old age is the winter of life. The dead, youth is no longer, the body of the old Hua is the law of nature, as long as people keep the spring of the mind, life will always be young.
26, people have physical youth, that is measured by age and flesh; there is also psychological youth, that is measured by thought and mind. Some people, just young, but no ambition and twilight, young age has been aging; some people have been old, but the heart and vigor, old but always young. Physiological youth such as beautiful flowers, but it can not open forever; psychological youth such as the pine and cypress, can be proud of the frost of time.
27, always longing for maturity, but also to hold the days that come and go, always want to harvest success, pay the effort but also with the failure to meet; always want to have their own sunny skies, but can not go out of the rainy season of sadness; always want to be more dashing, but can not change the loneliness of the crabless. The most important thing to remember is that you can't be a good person, and you can't be a good person.
1, the historical smoke and clouds, through the alley, green stone red tile, Nymphaea moss ink green, through the flat oblique long ago, caressing the smoke and rain and **** under the sea of change, things are sinking and sinking.
2, the memory of the wind chimes, seems to be still hanging in yesterday's location, accompanied by the breeze swaying belongs to its own melody, everything remains the same, the difference is only that, those years stayed in the audience, but in this inadvertent growth of a batch and batch of people, the story changed the protagonist, and the time has not changed.
3, life is short, time carries the long years, penetrate the millennium of desolation, more that life a few times, a hundred years of spring and autumn.
4, the years, walked through a cycle. Missed that once companion, that childish years. I don't know how to get tired, I don't understand the years.
5, in this short process, there are a lot of things have been worn out face to face, whether it is visible or invisible, such as the scenery, such as matters of the heart, and the only thing that has not changed is perhaps the years left behind the glory of the withered.
6, twilight rain overnight, dawn wind a window. When the sky is bright, the rain outside the window has fallen into a drizzle. Go and open an umbrella in the rain! Feel the coolness of the morning breeze in the rain. With the crowd moving in the green shade, listening to the dripping sound of the rain on the umbrella leaves, as if listening to the rain in the lotus pond in the rain like a wonderful, those feelings are spreading in the rain. The wind is dancing thoughts, the rain is whispering lingering. The wet summer, wet heart. I can't find a dry place for my heart to rest.
7, there are many experiences in life are destined to be stranded by time, can not stay the end of the story, just like the dust, even if you do not know the future stays, but always adhere to the direction of the drift. Perhaps, too much sentimentality always let a person can not help, just like the unknown fate, we always can not go to dominate it, leaving behind, and only silent acceptance, in the depths of each round of the season, stumbling, floating and sinking.
8, time rush, I will be those who have been the most beautiful moments, sealed in the bottom of the heart that no one knows, but also the most vulnerable place. Grasp the present one minute and one second, and try to let yourself not in the future to recall the time, it will become garbage discarded.
9, linger in the rain, and constantly someone holding an umbrella from the side walked by. The same style, the same elegance. In the slow drizzle not slow and unhurried wandering, slipped into a landscape in the rain. In the rain, there are people flirting with the sound of a drizzle! It's not a big deal! Perhaps, this is a kind of enjoyment.
10, tonight the sky and rain, dream-like time. Thousands of points of banana rain, fly with the wind as smoke. The people in the heart, sprinkled between the eyebrows. The forest winds in front of the eaves, bringing away the thoughts of a rainy season. In the rain, there are many things to worry about, and I don't know when I will return to the far end of the world. In the distance, a boat is untying the cable to cross the river, the rain and foggy, I don't know where to go. The wind is quiet, the boat is rocking, and the water in Jiangnan is vast. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
11, time, is a kind of invisible loneliness, perhaps in your unintentional time, will flow from your fingertips, slowly erode your flesh, so that all organs are full of loss and loneliness.
12, three life meets, a world of bone, life meets, need to be born in the cycle of life, we have to do is, in the limited time, nourish a different mood, only in the best years, meet the most beautiful you.
13, time passes, flat and narrow echo, full of too many changes that are not controlled by people. In any case, we will be the past with the wind, and walk through, from yesterday's haze, see the dawn of hope.
14, life is bland, life is ordinary, and happy to live, the life of the most energetic youth thrown in the border. Walking on the winding border line, with a sincere, through hardships and no regrets, let life guard a responsibility and moral justice!
15, age is like the seasons, hidden in the years of the years. The same age, some people are much older than the actual, some people are much younger. Young is a dream, old is a memory. Where are the spring flowers? Springtime is no more. All the good things are always too little, all the good time is always too short. The old in complaining about life is short The years are merciless, only to add a few strands of white hair.
16, a person's life, is to live with passion, at the same time to rationalize self-discipline, victory or defeat is not in a moment, gain or loss is not in a matter. The gains and losses of a moment to obey a world, a gain or loss to obey the overall situation, personal gains and losses to obey the collective. Learn it! And then recall the past, happiness will slowly come to mind, warm
17, this is a youthful season, with the light of the wind, touching the light of hope. The same is also a part of the season of parting, a lot of stories did not have time to present, was withered time hidden one by one, leaving some clouds, some touched, quietly stayed in the deepest part of the memory.
18, hazy rain soaked long ago thoughts, still waiting for you in this rainy season. The rain is wetting the dream mood, the sound of dripping rain is a lost parting feeling. In the rain to find those far away traces, looking for that piece of the drift. The first thing you need to do is to get used to the idea that you are not going to be able to get away with it, but that you are going to be able to get away with it.
19, time, is a trickle of fine streams, perhaps when you do not realize, will change from your heart through, so that those past events, gradually occupy my mind.
20, life is indeed short, the years are ruthless! Short to we often forget to cherish, forget to pursue, forget to slowly taste; wait until the years become the past, only to know the heartache, only to know the loss, only to know the ruthlessness. Borrowing things lyrical sentence about borrowing the scene lyrical sentence writing the scene lyrical sentence