You're not around, but in my heart
What's yours is yours, and what's not yours you can't force.
︷I began to doubt that in this world, there is something that will not expire.
Simple people always love to fantasize, but when the fantasy is broken, love has been moaning, in order to let others care more about you.
Our feelings can't stand the wind and rain, and eventually broke.
If the stream can stay. I can only stop thinking about you then.
Promise more, can not do. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.
Things have changed, things are different, life does not stop for anyone.
I am a wonderful forgotten by you, but you leave with the memory.
Anything can hold you, but that is never my love.
Memories, sometimes make the corners of your mouth, sometimes can make you weep
In the one-way flow of time, recalling the years of spring wheat fields
Fatal entanglement, entangled fate, whether everything is a play.
When the expectation becomes regret, there will be no end of days at all.
I have the past me and the present me, I am not alone so I am not lonely.
You are the only one in this world who makes me smile and cry.
In the wrong time, give up the right person, it is also a kind of cruelty to Curcuma.
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The sunshine sprinkled wind blowing up, all the boiling feelings will be turned into clear air.
In fact, I've always been behind you, long before you turn around.
Quietly, say quietly, happiness %% with no sweet words, quietly spread
What - pointing to their own の?
What I want is very simple, don't leave me, don't betray me
I don't know how happy you are in his arms, you don't know how much it hurts in my heart
I will break my own back and not let myself go back.
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it. I know you're all there.
When I woke up in my seventies, there was still you around, and it was such a blessing
︷If love is a game, I don't think I can afford to play it.
I never thought. Today we will each go their own way.
゛ dream woke up, suddenly realized that they are not the original self, falling flowers, running water is too ruthless
Always thought that happiness in the distance, in the future can be chased.
No matter where you go, what kind of weather, remember to bring your own sunshine.
Loneliness is just a magnificent bluff. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
I don't believe that the sky is the limit, I'm always ready to be alone.
If one day I am old and have nothing to rely on, please bury me in, your time.
Even if you do not love yourself, I will love you better.
A laugh defeats a lifetime, and a tear pays off a person.
It is not important whether you have me in your heart or not, but it is important that I have you in my heart now.
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 not going to be able to do it.
I know, crying does not need a reason, sorry does not need an excuse.
Always in the unintentional years of life, look back to the other side of the river, even though I found that the light is long.
The sun will always appear after a cloudy day, it is so warm, so dazzling.
Once I loved you. Now I'm gone.
I've loved you, and now I'm gone.
Pain, said once on a review, not as good as their own silent healing.
It turns out that the world can not beat the time, happiness, anger and sadness are his defeated.
We were once so close.
This is the first time I've ever seen a man with a big heart, and I've never seen one before.
Heartache, but no one knows, only one person knows.
Once some memories, long ago to drift away, now only my own, only now
In fact, I am not not miss you, just forget the impact of the thoughts.
The first time I saw a dream, I would like to be with you this evening as far as possible.
Obsession is not necessarily a good thing, stay in love is not necessarily infatuation. Those are just the reasons to find the most pen for their own unconvincing.
You can give up everything for me.
Pointing to their own の?
2. There was really a day when he had to be left alone, to learn to grow up, to learn to walk step by step alone in the weeds, to meet a danger he knew nothing about, with a smile on his face.
3. Live well, in fact, is never a person's thing. Life is to have contact with others, because of contact and existence, because of contact and meet, know, love
4. In fact, who have their own stories, shade or sadness, we can always cover up very well, but if there is the same experience of the people, but still be able to recognize each other at once, just because they all have similar sadness.
5. The former things, should not say the wind to send; the former things, should not be just a dream. The first thing you need to do is to look back and see how much you've changed, but why not let go of the hate?
6. He watched him back in the distance of the early morning sun, like a plant growing in the shadows, so ghostly, fleeing from such a world, fleeing from death.
7. The two of them stood in a piece like a cartoon out of the people like that good-looking, one should be light, brilliant as the cherry in April, one lined with the lake, calm as the lotus in early summer.
8. There has not been the grace of knowing, but there have been *** with the suffering, together with the gun, together with the life, will be able to go to the death of a piece of people this is probably the Iron Triangle it.
9. Because adhere to the world's most difficult thing, many times, we are not able to adhere to, is not able to adhere to.
10. There is such a stoicism, so stubborn, but also can have such a bright smile, there must have been unimaginable sadness
11. Read all the dust and death pain, flowers and leaves how to be sparse way. Tsetse shadow sparse, in vain to recall, tearful eyes stare at no way to tell; dream vaguely neon dance, the moon under the yaoqin others strokes, the wind blowing Chu, snow ooze, who in this life will be the good man negative.
12. This person is genuinely good-hearted, but also genuinely smart, completely not their so-called people who have seen the world, can appreciate.
13. The most distant, not the four seas for the family, but each peace in the end of the world. The most painful, not negative my Shaohua, but life and death without words. The most unforgettable, not between the eyebrows, but the smile flawless. The most lonely, not a fence, but a person and a horse. The most desolate thing is not a tree full of cold crows, but drunkenness without a couch. The most see-through, not to put on a robe, but to put away the hang-ups. If I go up against the sky, can I find the original you, can I go back to the starting point of our story?
2, this season, the falling flowers like people have feelings, hope 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.
3, the 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 joy or sadness, or false or real, and then forever buried in the heart.
4, the lonely geese singing, to empty dance hovering soaring, so clear, so cold, came a few bursts of wailing single, is to choose some of the scenery, mute aftermath, but in the far appreciation.
5, 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.
6, 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.
7, 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 youthful memories of the sacrifice is to dispel a bright sadness.
8, 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, the wind has been the last defense down, away from the song all scattered, the flow of the year is deserted. 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?
9, 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 the loneliness in the left, memories in the right situation.
10, 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 sometimes, and occasionally overflow in an inadvertent moment, sadness is no goodbye, the memories are always nowhere. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
11, 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.
12, in front of the flowers in the autumn moon in the boundless alone to taste, and occasionally will leap some obvious cracks in the heart, so confusing repression, giving people unlimited sentimental and illusion.
13, unknowingly, the corners of the eyes of the residual clearly visible traces of tears broke my heart.
14, outside the window, the cold wind is cold, is not who will be the heart of the cool into the cold wind. A sad melody, melancholy voice, 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, forget, Lin Mor long away, prosperity is not yet central.
15, 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?
16, superimposed shadow stepping dream, heart glazed, cool year gray idea, tired of drifting in the red dust rowboat, blowing cold in the ear of the thin years, none of the sighs, all laugh at me this kind of worldly obsession. Lonely pace ah, when you are not wandering in the dusk of the lost, quietly looking at the desolate waiting.
17, alone with the heart and the sound of the heart, or whispering, or melodious, bumpy high lofty in the ups and downs of the floating life, or flourishing lush, or Garan bleak, any thought of the wings wantonly dance, infinite spread, entangled in the magnificent silence and elegant loneliness.
18, floating life is like a dream, if the dream woke up parting, then I would rather sleep until the end of life. Looking at the fluttering snowflakes, I don't know whether my one can float through your front.
19, time and light is always in such a hurry, that quiet, that ruthless, silent, hasty, the person 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
20, dusk on the street, a person walking alone between heaven and earth, only to see you, and you will be able to meet me. I expect to meet with you, perhaps also only say a long time no see, but will be buried in the heart of thoughts, through the boundaries of time and space, read the joy of the past.
2, I do not know you come to the confidence ah, if there really is such a day, is the old man died.
3, that year, their youth is just right, and then no years to turn back.
4, the future of me for you to cover the wind and rain, escort, you only need to accompany me, go on together.
5, some of the heart just want to say out, and not to you understand.
6, the dream will take you into the ideal sky, so that you will not fall into the world of ignorance, in the embrace of the thinking of the happy growth, believe that they will overcome everything, a better future belongs to you.
7, and then touching story finally serve the economic principles, reduced to profitability selling point.
8, the so-called black light, sometimes the more people around you, the more you do not understand.
9, across the bridge may not be the end of the world, there may be a different way.
10, the play once sung, there is no reason to stop. This is the rules of Longfor theater, but also the rules of my Luo Fusheng.
11, the body to promise the country, difficult to promise Qing, promise you the promise of the next life.
12, that one battle to become famous, into the name, gambling is life.
13, I can not promise you a future, my future has been promised to the country.
14, my sin is unforgivable, my wish can not be fulfilled.
15, originally just a pile of ** marriage, you and I with the acting, but you have invested so much emotion, this can be how good.
16, people's obsession on the head, can no longer distinguish what they want.
17, we have never regressed, has been moving forward, walk more vigorously. Love is not a poison, but a catalyst to keep you and me together forever.
18, I do not enter hell who enter hell, I was born in hell, as a trip home.
19, do not fight to win or lose people do not want to fight, because they are not even qualified to enter the arena.