The past is deep, through the years, how prosperous it is like a dream, how much you love me, how much you dream of falling in love. Lonely in the world, drunk and dreamy, insatiable. Worried thoughts have no boundaries. A person in front of the window, letting the wind blow, watching the flowers fall, azaleas, are you brushing Yu Di again, drunk and plucking the strings? Looking at the Millennium, prosperity has passed, but my infatuation has not changed. It's a pity that after wandering for several times, it's still sweet talk among the flowers in my dream. Every feeling is connected with the heart; Every tear is affectionate. No matter love or affection, what you long for is true feelings; Love or hate, what you expect is sincerity. When you are emotional, women will care and cry when you are happy; Happy, women will pretend to be angry, and men will naturally cry. Love can't be fake, and the heart can't be cold. No matter who love is, you should be sincere to him. Be sincere about love and affection. Kindness is always a kind of love. To be kind to your lover is to love yourself. Every cause has its consequences. Everyone has a bumpy experience and a sad past. Whose love is not hurt by oneself, and whose love is not returned by oneself.
On misty and rainy days, the dancing rain twisted gracefully, shuttled through lush forests, played among overlapping flowers and lingered on the misty heart lake. The silhouette in the rain stands on the top of the mountain, beautiful and melancholy, whispering in my heart; Looking at the brow, all kinds of tenderness are in my heart. The time to get together is always so short, but the thoughts of parting are so long, and life is so helpless. Far away from Qian Shan, we know each other by destiny. I don't miss you when I'm lonely, but I'm even more lonely when I miss you. There is always a constant waiting in the dusk, an eternal expectation in the evening breeze, a lonely shadow in loneliness, and a teardrop of acacia when I miss you. On a quiet night, your name can't stay in my mind for a long time. At this time, I finally understood that forgetting the wind and rain, tears are hard to give up, staring at you can't forget, forgetting yourself, breaking your heart, worrying about silence and lingering, the balance of love, lovesickness makes people see through autumn water, the world of love, and love and hate make people hate late dreams.