My world is so quiet that I can hear my own heartbeat. The blood in the atrium slowly flows back to the ventricle, and so on. Smart people like to guess their minds. They may have guessed other people's hearts, but they also lost themselves. Silly people, who like to give their hearts, may be cheated, but they may not be able to get others'. You thought I was invulnerable, I thought you were invulnerable.
Touching a sad place is more ridiculous. The world of mortals dreams together, but don't laugh and be affectionate. A handful of sad tears, who can solve the sad taste. It is a pity to have a lover, but it is a pity to be buried in snow. Tears look up to the sky in a dream, thousands of miles away. Poor lover, jack shall have Jill.
Affectionate, ridiculous, and ridiculous to continue acting. It is impossible to miss the opportunity. It's ridiculous to wake up from a dream. It would be nice to know that luck is gone and money is gone. Unfortunately, time is not colorful, and time flies. Don't forget me, I am a husband destined to be beautiful.
Maybe you can love many people, but only one person will make you laugh the brightest and cry the saddest. For me-everyone should smile brightly, but I don't know who gave me the brightest smile. Crying, that's common. But I don't understand who is sad and who makes me most sad. It's just that my heart hurts too much, too much ... and then I can't feel the pain. I can't remember the light and shadow of the class barge.
Silent night, lonely people, wandering mood, sleepless night, looking out the window, cold wind blowing, adding desolation, the stars in the sky accompany me to sleep. I am waiting for the east wind to blow me, my heart is surging, my face is full of tears, my clothes are wet, the night is longer and my thoughts are more confused. At this time, I am alone, and I am sad on the emotional road. He doesn't belong to you and is doomed to give up. Life's love, the road is bumpy, fate is doomed, don't let love get hurt, cherish what you have and give up what you have lost. Find yourself.
Alas, there are many lovers, poor infatuation, deep feelings in my heart, hard work, waste for self-esteem, but fate is biased, crying, a thousand miles of dreams, the clouds are not empty, and finally fall in love, love people, reluctant to leave the world of mortals.
Whether you see me or not, I am there, neither sad nor happy; Miss me, or don't miss me, I feel there, and I won't come or go; You love me, or you don't love me, love is there, neither increasing nor decreasing; You follow me, or you don't follow me. My hand is in your hand. Don't give up.
Weeping and swallowing, passionate dreams break the world. Heart-wrenching pain, continuous drizzle, ruthless parting, tears like clear autumn. There is nothing to do, but the dust has gone and the autumn wind is still there. When will it end?
It's really cold in love, blowing away beautiful faces and leaves in the autumn wind. A thousand miles of acacia has disappeared, and I can't hear the song of Jiali. I miss my heart so much, and I am sad to say goodbye to my lover. In this case, I should be rebellious.
In your life, there will at least one time that you forget yourself for someone, asking for no result, no company, no ownership or even love. I just met you in my most beautiful years.
I am used to waiting, so I can't resist standing back to the origin of waiting in reincarnation. I don't know how long it will take to see the answer; I don't know, so how long do I have to wait for the result? Miss, very light, that's because I can't see the result of miss. Perhaps, missing doesn't need results, it just proves that someone once existed in my heart. Can you give me a proof that it once existed? .
If you don't have the talent to grasp the true feelings, it will be heartless if you waste many years in the world of mortals. If you really love each other, you will spit incense, and you will really get hurt in love. On a sunny day, boundless love is full of fantasy, stepping into absurdity, sobbing, blowing people's tears under your pillow, and now you are dreaming.
Accustomed to insomnia, accustomed to the silent night, lying in bed looking at the ceiling, thinking about your light blue clothes. Get used to sleeping with your partner. Get used to being alone in a room, holding a fluffy bear and sleeping alone. Accustomed to eating salty, accustomed to the salt of the wound, it spread a little in my heart. I am used to looking at the sky and sitting alone in the well of love, reading poems about you.
Many past events have become so vague, so sure, so persistent, and always believe. In fact, there is nothing, nothing ... suddenly I find myself stupid. I swear, I laughed until tears came down. Laughing at us for being so stupid, we are always repeating some injuries, and no one can avoid being discovered by pain. But I have been expecting until I am disappointed, then expecting and then disappointed. ...