Everything is fate.
Everything is a cloud of smoke.
Everything is the beginning without an ending.
Everything is a fleeting pursuit.
All happiness has no smile.
All sufferings have no tears.
All languages are repetitive.
All contacts are new.
All the love is in my heart.
All the past is in a dream.
All hope is accompanied by notes.
All faiths groan.
There was a moment of silence when everything broke out.
All deaths have long echoes.
Everything is comfortable.
Everything is fate.
Everything is a cloud of smoke.
Everything is the beginning without an ending.
Everything is a fleeting pursuit.
All happiness has no smile.
All sufferings have no tears.
All languages are repetitive.
All contacts are new.
All the love is in my heart.
All the past is in a dream.
All hope is accompanied by notes.
All faiths groan.
There was a moment of silence when everything broke out.
All deaths have long echoes.
This is everything, too.
Not all the flames,
They will only burn themselves.
Not illuminating others;
Not all stars,
Both mean night.
Don't report the dawn;
Not all songs,
Everything passed by my ear.
Didn't leave it in my heart.
No, not everything.
Just like you said!
Not all appeals went unanswered;
Not all losses can't be compensated;
Not all abyss is doomed;
Not all destruction covers the weak;
Not all hearts
You can step on the mud under your feet;
Not all the consequences
It's all tears and blood prints, but it doesn't show joy.
All the present breeds the future,
Everything in the future grows in its yesterday;
Hope and fight for it,
Please put these on your shoulders.
(Shu Ting's answer from North Island)