Tears cut the lonely curve and miss you every night.
Handling is to hide desperate misfortune.
Then gradually solidified into a depressed picture.
Everything seems to be just to express complaints about ideals.
Before reading, happiness is just a passing sight.
Then let me continue to degenerate and wait in retrospect.
Achieve a permanent goal with firm determination
Continue to love you, continue to put yourself
Buried in endless thoughts
Say I love you forever.
Forget that. . I said I wouldn't fall in love with you. I like warmth.
But I know I will destroy it myself, so I don't want it.
The left hand is full of cooking fire and loneliness.
The right hand is filled with memories and mistakes.
Forget what to say to God.
Disappointment will soon be over, I hope I can get up. ...
Passion makes us grow old, strong and indifferent unconsciously!
I sometimes understand the taste and pain of loneliness.
Naive as a child, helpless as a straw.
It's been a hard time.
Seeing fireworks by chance is like falling in love.
The moment it bloomed, before it was about to burst, it was full of courage and glory.
Looking at it, I think there are still so many passions in my heart. ...
Then the fireworks went out, the night sky was silent and we went home. ...
It turns out that you, yourself, are just lonely.
There is a kind of love called giving up.
Know that many jobs have no answers.
But I want to find out. I'm really tired. ...
People are sometimes inexplicably harsh on themselves.
Smile at everyone who passes by.
But I scarred myself. Anesthetize yourself with alcohol in the dark.
Enjoy it forever
We think we can forget some things, but it's all in vain.
We cook for ourselves day and night, but we can't lose the dark color.
What I saw disappeared. Gone, remember?
There is a kind of love in this world, which I never forget.
But just passing by. ...
Love is a morbid situation, and people who love each other are entangled with each other.
In love, you can't always tell who will love who more.
Once one day, when we were in love, we could obviously care.
Then, the day when love separates us is not far away.
So, turn around and turn your back on love.
Shut yourself in the door and shut out love.
However, this turn is often a lifetime, that is, a lifetime.
No matter how much you love, no matter who turns back.
Finally, the city sank into this sad ocean.
Drowning gradually
Gradually anesthetize and guard the mobile phone that once passed the love story.
I can't hear its familiar voice anymore, and I can't dial the number anymore.
All I wrote was the expression on rainy days.
Learn to walk alone in the crowd.
Learn to be alone in the noise, and learn to cross in the gap of pride.
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Listening alone, the sound of the wind blowing the curtains, listening alone.
Like a lonely girl in a castle
See the moon and stars at night once every century.
Imagine who will take the sword and save us from this castle of the soul.
Always watching others on the stage and playing love.
I always shed my tears for the love of others.
And it itself is just a small role on the stage that no one pays attention to.
Comparing the love of others with loneliness shows the face of others.
I know, that beautiful love tree.
Open, are flowers that others love.
Forging is the fruit of others' love.
Wine has become an indispensable prop.
As long as you are drunk, you dare to play with your true self.
I just want to indulge in this wine all my life.
Sorry, this wine is strong.
Finally, love is like a gorgeous dress on a model.
Wearing it on others is always dazzling and colorful.
When you put it on yourself, it becomes a clown's costume.
The sound is still in my ear, and the signal is pulled into the gap between the ends of the earth.
But the interval is still so ideal that I can't touch you.
Only from the average breathing rhythm, search for that little ambiguous breath.
Suddenly, Gan Jue came to the pond.
Surprise and fear came to me and assimilated those warm and chaotic fragments.
I didn't feel it. I caught nothing but it.
I don't know how long I can stand in the swamp.
The speed of landing depends on whether I can struggle with all my strength.
And what is waiting for me in front is mud, silly, but happy.
I am not demanding.
I just want to hug you tightly.
Cry loudly
Shed a tear cleanly. .......
Love is not a kite, you can get it back when you put it in.
What is put in is love, and what is brought back is always sad.
As long as lonely, lonely, lonely
Now, others don't know, expressing, feeling hurt and lamenting. ...
Or:
Night is a black mystery.
I'm lost.
I can't see clearly. It's too vague.
You will get lost without you.
Seize what you give.
The ring that slipped between your fingers.
light
annoying
Guide this doomed journey
Get rid of all the black fog that stands in my way
Every scene worth celebrating.
Nobody moves.
It's like waiting to be sung.
An ancient mysterious garden
I played it gently.
Which song is not old?
In my mysterious garden
Only you sing.
Wake up the fragments of my memory
I sang the most brilliant overture to the mysterious garden.
Untie my dependence on you