These things will never die.
These things will never disappear.
[Name] Charles Dickens (English writer)
Charles. bewitched
Those pure, bright, beautiful, shocking our young hearts and pushing us to make silent prayers,
Everything pure, bright and beautiful strongly shakes our young hearts and urges us to pray silently.
Dreams of love and truth; The longing after losing something, the crying of the soul,
Let us dream of love and truth; What you cherish after losing makes your soul cry deeply.
Fight for better hopes-these things will never die. Timid hands reach out to help.
Fight for a better dream? These things will never disappear. Give a helping hand shyly.
When a brother is in need, when he is sad and in trouble, a kind word is enough to prove the sincerity of a friend;
When your brother is in need, when he is in pain and difficulty, a kind word is enough to prove the sincerity of a friend;
Pray softly for forgiveness, and when justice approaches,
Pray softly for forgiveness, and when the trial approaches,
There is a sadness in a regretful heart, and these good things will not die. Don't let anything pass to every hand.
There is a sadness in the heart of regret, and these good things will not die. Pass warmth to the earth,
Must find some work to do; Don't miss the opportunity to awaken love-be firm, upright and loyal;
Do as much as you can; Don't miss the chance to awaken love? Firmness, integrity and loyalty;
Therefore, that light will shine on you forever.
So the light that shines on you from above will not disappear.
The angel's voice says to you-these things will never die. & gt
Will you hear the voice of an angel say? These things will never disappear.
English poems about romance 2 them? We are all convinced.
A sudden passion brought them together.
This determination is beautiful,
But uncertainty is more beautiful.
They believe in each other.
It was the passion of generate that brought them together in an instant.
This determination is beautiful,
However, uncertainty is better.
Since they? They have never met before, have they? Are you sure?
There? There is nothing between them.
But what? What's the news from the streets, stairs and corridors?
Maybe they? I've passed you countless times?
Because they have never met, they are sure.
There is no connection between them.
However, judging from the whispers coming from the streets, stairwells and corridors?
Maybe they have passed each other countless times?
I want to ask them.
What if they don't? Don't remember?
Face to face moment
In the revolving door?
Maybe an a? sorry Muttering in the crowd?
Are you rude? Wrong number? Stuck in the receiver?
But I know the answer.
No, they didn't? I don't remember.
I want to ask them.
Don't you remember two people?
Once inside the revolving door,
The moment you met face to face?
Maybe I mumbled something to each other in the crowd. Excuse me.
Did you pick up the phone and say a short word to each other? Dial the wrong number.
But I know the answer.
No, they don't remember.
They? I'd be surprised to hear that.
Your chance is in your hands.
Over the years.
They'll be surprised,
Knowing that fate had played a trick on them.
A few years.
Not quite ready yet.
Become their destiny,
It draws them closer and pulls them away,
It stood in their way,
You, hold back your laughter,
Then jump to one side.
The time is not yet ripe
Fate has not yet arrived,
Fate brought them closer and separated,
Get in their way,
Hold back your laughter,
Then jump to one side.
There are signs and signals,
Even if they can't? I haven't seen it yet.
Maybe three years ago
Or just last Tuesday
A leaf fluttered.
From one shoulder to the other?
Something was dropped and then picked up.
Who knows, maybe the missing ball.
Become a childhood? S bush?
There are signs and hints,
Even if they don't understand it.
Maybe three years ago,
Or last Tuesday,
A leaf on their shoulder.
Dancing on another person's shoulder?
Something was dropped and picked up.
Who knows, maybe it's disappearing
The ball in the bush in childhood?
British Romantic Poetry 3 Artist: gwyneth paltrow
Song: Go home.
This is a four-letter word.
A place where you can heal the pain.
This is an altar, a refuge.
A place where you are always welcome.
A pink flamingo, twice as wide.
A bedroom in a high-rise building
The building on the mountain
Memories will always be there.
stay with you
Whenever you are lonely.
After I run.
I finally came.
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The world tried to destroy me.
I found a path I took.
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Now there is nothing but the blue sky.
After I run.
I finally came.
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They say this is where the heart is.
I think the hardest part is
When your heart is broken
You are lost in the vast world.
Looking for a map
Find the way back
Go where you belong.
That's where I belong
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The world tried to destroy me.
I found a path I took.
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Now there is nothing but the blue sky.
After I run.
I finally came.
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The world tried to destroy me.
I found a path I took.
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Now there is nothing but the blue sky.
After I run.
I finally came.
After I run.
I finally came.
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