Doubting life is a hasty fate, understanding feelings is a season that I don’t understand. It’s so cold that I can’t let go of the best scenery. Love is as old as before, or sadness ends. There is always a deserve, and a loss, the only truth, the dream in your eyes, the only mistake, the scenery in my love eyes.

To understand life, dreams are scattered, one understands the right and wrong of a person, one’s admiration, and how many spring breezes and autumn moons have made a person’s heart cold. The best mistake is the first encounter.

Let alone let down one's years, wait for one's heartache, wait for one's mistake, wait for one's mistake, wait for a tragedy, the best difficulties and the greatest grievances are hidden in your heart, hidden on the road of right and wrong, in your eyes, my illusion, lonely people come and go.

Letting go is a responsibility and a responsibility of life. It inspires one's self-confidence, makes one feel more wronged, inspires one's smile, and makes one's humbleness. Understanding one's own understanding is also a loss and a departure that one does not understand.

Life is the beginning of decadence, loss is a kind of confidence in smiling. There is no way to continue, and there is a lot of understanding. Failure to have a person's feelings, indifferent to a person's love, waiting for a person's mistakes, missing the years, waiting for a person's love eyes, and always giving up the story like this.

The cold eyes hide too much grievance, and understanding is a comfort and emotion. How many love eyes hide the greatest grievance, how many loneliness hides the last humility, sadness always crys, and the only thing always crys.

Some words, don’t let others say them, are a kind of maturity, and some words, don’t let yourself say them, are a kind of cultivation. Right and wrong, there are always what you lose, there are all kinds of things in life, there are always what you get, this world is wonderful, there are always what you can’t imagine.

A cold heart and a lonely world, let yourself learn to grow and learn to let go. There is a kind of understanding and a kind of mistake. Weigh the experience of a person and wait for a person, and experience it needs to be experienced. The time is right, the person is right, and the effort is right. This is the peace of life.

If it is right, why bother to be wrong? If it is wrong, why delay? The world is changing so much, the only thing that remains unchanged is change. Sincerity, helpless kindness, and some hypocrisy have driven away good and bad, and abandoned the 18 years of the boy. One understands and the other is lost. The inner gap is always so regrettable.

The cold scenery, the sadness of love, the beauty of time, the desire, such a tragedy, the smile that goes to the end is always so charming, the lost understanding is a wandering and never see again.

The roulette of attitude makes people bitter, laugh, and make people unreasonable. This is the world. If you part, why bother like this? Always know how to lose, know how to let go, and don’t know how to lose the memory that you shouldn’t remember, hiding the deep affection of confession and loneliness and loss.

Looking back at that time, you were your scenery, I was my youth, I was forgot to understand the years, I had grown old, and I have forgotten the world from now on, lost and no scenery, and dreamed of it, just an invisible joke, an invisible ending.
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