Burning the glitz of his life is nothing more than getting his concern.
Emotion never has a name. I want to play the piano with asymmetric elasticity.
I can't play a shocking story for a long time, I can only hoarsely.
Love is like love, but it's hard to kiss. The end is darkness.
Wrong is wrong, unbearable, earth-shattering and inaccessible.
There is a hated lover in the world who has not reached out to save my God.
Life and death are only half a day's regret for him.
Love is like love, but it's hard to kiss. The end is darkness.
Wrong is wrong, unbearable, earth-shattering and inaccessible.
Or this is the honor to make friends with people who don't love me in this life.
It is said between children and grandchildren that he fell in love with the secret me.
Love is like love, but it's hard to kiss. The end is darkness.
Wrong is wrong, unbearable, earth-shattering and inaccessible.
Looking for it with thousands of hands and eyes, I don't know if it is fate.
Looking through the roll, it turned out to be nothing more than a drop of tears and blood.
A little tear will eventually turn into the world of mortals.