Memories like slowly away from the lights, pulling a long sad eyes.
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I finally learned how to love
Unfortunately, you have long gone
Disappeared in the sea
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Finally understand in tears
Some people miss is not in
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Tea female Rene Sese tempting milk sound whine gas shed to the magnetic space, meaning can not speak sad, love wrapped Juan, Hunmeng Ying, heart tie him down. Love day love with the sea around the corner and shake off the smoke and dust of the ground, dim the pass Mei Akinami of the mortal world how many crazy man Maid affectionately gazing wholesale oakley sunglasses, chaotic world how much love male spring women's fish and water pro-melt trickling in love. Love in the number of Red fireworks bee cultivated by women steep heart of male lust mad butterfly chaos Shining love flower love fruit magnetized wilt too tired, suffered a crushing defeat.
The situation has some regrets, timid love, lobe atrophy, love flowers could not bear to uphold open.
Love, have always been a human classic songs. From childhood to old age, long time to sing bad. From time immemorial to the present, from now into the future, there is always singing endless tunes. Songs of love, the world trying to sweet singing into happiness. Happiness is always a stop in the distance, birds, according to people, but it takes forever to stop pursuit; songs of love, people who want to short sing into eternity. Eternal always bubbling flow in the course of history, and countless crumbs small waves was piled into a steady stream of eternity, that one alone can become the star of fixing; love songs, the world wants to blurt out Light Snow vowed to sing to the highest power always. Perhaps the sea will not casually dry stone does not easily rot, and love the easy tired, the situation is variable, the heart will be much always the end of the Road How far is it? Songs of love, the world want black hair singing to keep alive the legend of the end of time the spring of Yan. Perhaps to never old days never shortage of stunning face marshes has changed human eyes can meal Xiuse face will always tease floating faithless. Looking back and laugh, fascinating and charming, Palaces Prostitute there are different and lovely. Thousands of flowers chaos fall heartbeat total jump in the mortal world to jump to go foggy down from the clouds, the grass is always greener story is always looming in the Red soil cover dust cover; songs of love, the world wants the Countrymen Popular usual Red The song sung highbrow chic graceful and ethereal dance. Perhaps the highbrow graceful ethereal and just wandering in the last touch of the Pure Land of Xanadu, the towering dust, splashes of Red Dust will eventually make it spot mottled split, fragmented. In fact, life can not live without daily necessities love needs bread to feed. Shu Chang E sleeve, beyond the Red, but in dancing for the lonely, lonely mind, Seiki every night, always in the Moon Palace mundane watch a thousand years of regret; songs of love, everyone wanted a beautiful dream mind watering sweetness of the most luxuriantly out of the rich and colorful flowers, harvest gigantic bouquet of fruit. While the Epiphyllum total in a now thing of beauty is always volatile. Human nature is not perfect knockoff oakleys, cause love is never perfect, often entangled with the defects and shortcomings. How many have sea oath Union Hill, affectionate, fall in love, the end of time turned to become past lovers against each other, s gone, caprice, distracted, the affair is no longer a fresh topic, romance love in the mortal world twinkling of an eye became remorse tears had later ...
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Lift our sight, the years is still so quiet is good, the sun is still so bright, the sky is still so bright side, it is so bleak, people have changed. Similar night, Acacia tempting dream flowers, wake up the flowers, the dream Jew being swept, but End of the World. Time rush, fleeting, once the young light Novo, has been the wind slowly drifting petals falling in the wind, stubborn voice has been fixed grid into the picture, in the deep-seated thoughts flow through the countless tears of remorse, can not pouring would like your daytime sky. You become wishful thinking than I can say, can only think of it, but can not tell you. You may even want the pain do not deserve to have. Curtain call in the the windward 3,000 bustling never once stubborn youth, the end did not carve out an end of time to spend. "If we can not so stubborn, is not so with regret."
The regret Jew in love Hekan?
Later, sentimental ...
Sentimentality is often a particularly natural and born in a comparison of past and present feelings. Looking back, what it was, the nose Xi move the hearts of oil raw surge of sour astringent, faint pain. Perhaps the sea Union Hill oath, together with the autumn drop in the depths of the season. The once Erbinsimo, have been earth hurried footsteps became the years of a stranger. Hua Xie, stories with youth lost in the period of the most beautiful Shaohua, buried in dust of time. Once in hand, once of love and love to touch, have mutual ownership and giving, let alone can not and disappeared at the end of yesterday. The passage of time, fleeting time passed away, and the years to come this late autumn season, the meteor to catch fleeting fleeting desperately bright, how can we not lit up that chaos eyes? "Always think of the stars of the day, time, love, why is that simple? And why young, be sure to let a loved one injured?" Remorse outflow from the eyes, scattered into a land of pain, devastated eyes filled lonely, sad and desolate. So young, young and frivolous, the total and they cherish their hand children pull the face up against dependency, embracing the kiss of the night, seems like a dream can still be fuzzy, only the Midsummer Moon, the lovely and still love you whisper, as well as you thoughts with damp in the dark solitary pillow.
Love and tempting, compassion who v?
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In Liuniansishui desolate, kept counting his own wounds, turning it yellow calendar missing days, heartbreaking tears, calling the silent, lonely pairs. The past like the wind, flower, the wind is still fragrant flowers have to thank. Life is a dream, like a play, the dreams nightmare, but the play has been scattered. Song, such as love, the song still continued, while the love of Shame. Why can not love to spend? Why have Erbinsimo will be strangers? Why do you love to the depths of the best into the wound? Why is love always spend the simple but difficult? Asked Heaven to ask the sunset, the world yo know what to say, the sunset bleed red, leaving only a silent night. Later, and finally tears understand that some people miss is not in it really is the fate of everything rests with edge? Predestined you and I miss the life, "never again"? Sea Union Hill oath, ever the romantic, once affectionate, all became Nanbannanshe the memory. Buddha said, the past five hundred back, only in exchange for the life pass by. To the encounter of our life, I have been before the Buddha Kuku Qiu five hundred years, to make a sudden and meet the end of time spent out in the sun. Nakan want beautiful encounter the sum of a beautiful dream Oakley Juliet Sunglasses, misty wind, in my arms, never could grasp in his hand, together with the oath in the wind, the total direction to the contrary Piaoyuan scattered in the Red bustling, looking back, but sadly and secretly, a desolate. Huakaihuaxie Yunjuanyunshu, in the endless cycle of life, was issued as early as the eternal lament: January wanes, people have joys and sorrows. Things instinctively whole, not wrapped around a total of Juan, I only hope that people are often long. Those happy moments, the heartbeat of those thoughts, those scattered in the breeze where flowers, flowing melody in the years to come, as you hint of body temperature, all bound, and treasure in the depths of memory to each other spend.
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Later, we learned ...
Time flies, Yunjuanyunshu, quietly writing on the picture of you in my memory. Countless times, looking up, I finally see the shape and color of the cloud, and understand the different shapes and colors contain different implication. There are different views of life, love is the most beautiful roses in the landscape, love a person is the world's most gorgeous one of the roses in full bloom the heart of the ocean, fragrant beautiful but also gives the pain of the thorn, to know how to cultivate intensive care, in order to bloom the most sultry tender and beautiful, avoid assassination injury, was not extended a warm hand of brotherhood, and return the hurt deep-seated pain is terrible. Happiness has never been a moment of touching the superposition of the day, is a spiritual experience. Ordinary days, plain spend the end of love is the process of life is the daily necessities of symphonic suffering, is the entanglement of the collision of the pots and pans, not memorable agitation, crying, laughing and are no longer two wonderful . The space of two people, after all, so much, but still long years to take bring affordable, put want to put it down. "Later, I finally learned how to love, but unfortunately long gone, disappeared in the crowd." You waited at the Cape, I waited in the horizon, Acacia heart gradually pale, sad like a horizon ray of clouds, used to look forward to of permanence, but the time the precipitation of a bunch of desolate past. Ask the world what love is? Straight people Shengsixiangxu. Red Dust, who I planted under the cup of love? Pale dreams, but without a moment's tenderness; vast sea of ​​people, make me to drink the poison? The sparse Love, but only one person I dance alone. The intersection of the heart and the heart, soul and spirit fit, romantic, not drawing near, the wind yet the night to touch on so long in such a long night, "How you recall I?" No one can make you do not lonely? "Your smile is already very silent? Life is not to let you have learned much about?
Long, loving how to depend on?
Love is the the unbeaten flower of a Millennium, this fall he again opened, whether the tender and beautiful vary because of different modality.
Love is a pot of vintage wine, the consumption of a variety is new. Love the longer the deeper the more pure the more true the more alcohol the wine will be more willing to, aromatic and pleasant. Impatient and the cup of bitter coffee, a cup of Vinegar, pain, sorrow and grief. Young love, love playing, fast food of love, is omitted, the fermentation process from the beginning is a cup of bitter, "and later" regret tears scene of the songs destined to repeat sang. Junior confusion of love, regret Subsequently, middle-aged and confusion, love, regret is followed Oakley Half X Sunglasses, the elderly and confusion in love, regret is forearmed to. Daughter buy a laugh, beneath contempt.
Keep a promise, keep a sincere, keep an intoxicated agreed lightly to thoughts of love.
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