Heartbreak is a legendary drop of blood,
Anemic soul.
Killing, life's most painful questioning of life,
Death is a way to explain survival,
The center of sorrow and roar hurts more than the wound.
In the vast sea of people, finding you is a blessing, and how many people can be with their loved ones. Some people chase for a lifetime, wait for a lifetime, but it is empty. Some people have been looking for and sighing all their lives, but they are looking forward to it and are sad. They seem to share a common destiny. Really witnessed that poem: fate has no empty thoughts, some have no dark and desolate thoughts, fate has long affection, no sadness, drunkenness knows affection, and love knows affection. ...
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each one has a flower-like string. Zhuangzi, a young sage, was bewitched by butterflies in daydreaming, and the king's longing for love was crying in the cuckoo.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jadeite to the sun. A moment that should last forever came and went unconsciously.
Death is still the biggest relief for me, and being a man is really tired! I'm so tired. If there is an afterlife, don't meet me again! Because I will really make you suffer.
Actually, I don't want to. . But if there is an afterlife, I hope you meet me! Because I won't let you be lonely again, never again. I didn't recover my memory until I died.
Life is drying up,
Cold eyes, after all, can not see through the barrier of fate;
Faith has long been buried,
Proud nature, hesitating in incomplete reality several times.
So,
Turn spring, summer, autumn and winter into a point of no return,
Measure the meaning of existence with empty steps.
I can't see through your eyes, how many sorrows and joys are hidden, as delicate and transparent as ice and snow, as if you were going to grow old in an instant.
The loneliness of the whole city, not only you, can only imagine the distance between us from a distance.
I am not yours, and I can't bring you comfort. The withered rose in my heart seems to want to turn to ashes.
If it's not pain, who remembers who? It's just clouds and the moon, thinking it's each other's surplus and deficiency.
Don't cry alone on the broken, once beautiful and familiar street, don't ask who you are thinking about.
If you don't regret it, your chance of love has been shattered, and the truth has been shattered. What is the most precious thing?
If there is an afterlife, I will definitely love you again. If there is an afterlife, I will go with you regardless. But if there is an afterlife, if we meet again, please don't make me feel so sad. If there is an afterlife, I won't make you so sad again. I will know who you are. . I'll go with you. . Follow you all the time. . . .
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Chapter 126: Meeting (3) Text/Compassion for People.
Buddha said: Looking back 500 times in previous lives, I passed you by in this life.
Look back 500 times in my last life, and I will pass this life.
Then my eyes must have never left you in my last life! I will be silly to forget you.
Then close your eyes tightly, thinking that one day someone will replace me and make me stop thinking about you-Shangguan Feng. But can I really?
If you can enter my heart, you will certainly shed tears and feel distressed. Because it is full of sadness and impatience with the facts.
If one day I can go to your heart, I will cry, too, because there is all the pain I have given you and loneliness.
But it really doesn't matter. When I was destined to meet you and fall in love with you, I couldn't be together.
I already know everything, all the boundaries are not important,
The only thing to remember is that I loved you with my heart, and I really loved you with my heart. . . . . .