The water in the Arctic Ocean is so cold and desolate. .....
Actually, after you left, there was a heavy rain.
When I looked up, I closed my eyes.
And your picture. ....
The chill seems to have been released around me for a long time.
Why are you so cruel to me?
You know, I lost my love,
Why bother me here?
Do you think I haven't been hurt enough?
Why?
Is this really that interesting to me?
You have no idea how painful it is to be seriously injured.
I tell you, the rain will never stop.
That dream, broken, the glass fell all over the floor.
Pick up a piece of glass and hold it tightly.
Left blood. .....
The pain is not in the hand, but in the heart. ....
Being left out in the cold, no one can save cry baby who has cried to death ~ ~