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All of my heart became a bangs, and half of her feelings were poetic.
Wind, flowers, snow, and the moon dive into dreamland and cross Qian Shan.
If there are flowers, they will bloom at midnight. The feelings in this life are graceful.
If someone is waiting, it is expectation. No matter how deep the world of mortals is, it is not afraid of sinking.
The couple's watch on the left hand side is an illusion of love.
-I waited a long time, but you didn't come. I looked at the time and froze.
The world of mortals is aphasia and should not be left blank.
I wanted to leave you a message late at night, but I quit when I saw the blank.
Beauty embroiders green and weary through illness, and beauty lovesickness.
-I can still think of you when I die. Is it love?
In other words, my love for you has never deteriorated. Allow me to have a rest. You know, my life has been a little chaotic recently. So I didn't write it.
-My focus is on you. As you may know, I think about your name a thousand times every day.
All the events in this life are fleeting and unbearable. Even so, I still need love and fear loneliness.
Insecurity is my weakness, and the inner turmoil is all because of emotions.
When I am used to waiting, waiting has become pale; When I get used to losing, losing becomes the sea.
Waiting for you is my habit, and failure is my motto.
Is Huang Hua fat or am I thin? The nearly one-month physiological fragile period has finally come to an end. You know, what keeps me alive these days is not food, but a belief, a belief about you.
Although love is sad, I still can't deny the spiritual strength you gave me.
The more expressive, the more humble; The more you expect, the more you lose; The more calculations, the more miscalculations; The more you expect, the more hopeless you are.
-Am I too impatient or expecting too much? Actually, I should understand your busyness.
Is it sentimental or sentimental? Is punctuality clever or excessive? Are fairy tales reborn or naive? Is silence gloomy or struggling? You don't know, when I was aphasia, the pain had overflowed Naihe Bridge, a reincarnation.
Love too much, or care too much? A person's acidity spreads late at night.
Really love a person, there are endless words and endless expressions; There are endless thoughts and endless inspirations; There are endless prospects and endless longings. But occasionally there will be: a trace of loss, a ray of melancholy, a little sadness, a drop of tears.
The true meaning of love is the summary of the heart. There are illusions and budding, joy and pain.
My love is too humble, as low as dust. So, you can't see my face, shining with tears.
The long wait hurt my heart. I just bowed my head and my tears fell to the ground.
You use a word, you splash ink on the world of mortals; You shine the sky with one meter of sunshine; You touched my heartstrings with a finger.
In a word, the dark clouds in my sky disappeared. In an instant, my sky was clear.
(Postscript: My world, you have been here; Our years and love have come. Commemorate the day of love with words. No matter the ups and downs, no matter the mixed feelings, we once had love. )