Fourteen Iraqis are singing and dancing, their clothes are fluttering and tender. Your people are elegant and full of admiration, and drunk under the cherry trees.
Third, treat every heartache as a deserved one.
Fourth, commitment is something that children take seriously.
You said goodbye, lost it and left, held hands, but let it go again.
Six, some things, some words, I didn't say, not don't understand, just see in the eye buried in my heart.
Seven, in the world of love, no one is sorry for who, only who does not know how to cherish who. People always cherish what they don't get and forget what they have. The most urgent thing is the most beautiful scenery; What hurts the most is always the truest feelings.
Eight, time is really a terrible thing, it can smooth everything, scrape away all the good or bad traces in my heart, leaving only a scar with a vague face. Later, she missed him less and less, and finally she couldn't even dream of it.
Nine, the west wind is strong, the cold air invades the sleeves, and it is difficult to pay for the solitary sail. Who can solve the homesickness and sorrow, and who can solve the tears with the rain and the water? Feelings are hard to accept, people are empty and thin, and they can't say what they care about, and the shade is still there. Shuangdai wants to open and lock, but she also complains about lovesickness and sorrow, and it is always difficult to rest. Leaning on the balcony and looking at the boat, whoever has residual makeup can solve the eyebrows, and everyone is thin. Looking back on the past, how many thoughts and concerns, a line of geese missing, a trace of autumn missing.
Ten, a person's loneliness, a person's loneliness. Accustomed to a person lazy listening to sad melody, accustomed to a person silently watching sad words. I always feel that the sky is so blue, and blue makes people a little depressed; The night is so quiet that people want to cry a little; Life is so pale, so pale that people are a little weak.