Flowers and butterflies, blue tears, longing is easy to make people intoxicated. Love intoxicates whose beauty, love doesn't matter, longing passes in a hurry, one beauty, the other loves without regrets. Tears in the drunkenness of life, love is the dream of flowers, butterflies fly, love is haggard, crying says goodbye, butterflies love flowers, flowers love butterflies, love makes people have no tears, life makes people miss each other, in love, there is no chance to say goodbye in this life, love looks at the sky alone.

Dreams are twins, people are twins, love divides the last thoughts, a glass of wine, a part of parting, and a part of madness, lovers' wine, tears of longing, wind, a part of ruthlessness, butterflies bloom and fall, and the light rain and wind are withering, just drops of withering. Flowers shed tears, people are haggard, and there is still a heart that follows, memories are beautiful, but they cannot see the last answer, love follows, dreams follow, there is no fate in this life, love does not have tears, and longing has true feelings.

Memories are so beautiful, love is so real, life is so sad, there is a butterfly flower, and there is a song without fate in this life. Fate is together, love is too little, people are very tired, but the sorrow hides their eyebrows, and they no longer look back when they meet, love is looking at each other, and people look at each other, there is still a tear in their hearts, but they are just fascinated by parting in previous years. Regrets when they were, regretting the last regret, loving someone is so tired, waiting for someone is so painful, a kind of sorrow, a petal of the night.

Flowers are weeping, people are haggard, promises are dripping, memories are not found, longing is everywhere, who sees the past of love, who meets in the corner of life. The longing around you hides too many misses, the heart of love has gone far away, the tears in the heart, a dream in the world, the world will not reunite, it is just a miss. The red eyes of crying, the face of missing hides the sad look, saying goodbye, seeing goodbye, but there is no reunion in life, and there is also a goodbye reading, hiding the haggardness in dreams, hiding too much indifferent.

Sorrow, a glass of wine, a piece of tears, life, flowers and butterflies flying, the young man, where is the beauty, longing extends the change of life, and changes one's thoughts in dreams. Missing too much, too simple, the heart that has loved goes far away, just a gentle picture, and the last thoughts cannot be expressed. The kite broke the string, but because I missed too much, I looked back suddenly, in that year, the heart that has loved has never seen again.

Love is a minute, longing for a lifetime, longing is a melody. People who are sad learn to listen to the whole world, lonely people learn to wait for the longing of life. Looking at the sky, thinking about the vast vicissitudes of life, going their own way, just a cup of tears, a dream, a period of longing, just a different frequency. Thinking about taking a look, thinking about seeing each other more, but there is still a kind of understanding in life, and not paying attention to it.

There is a heart and a tear, which hides too much indifference. Love and longing, always regret, always indifference. One goodbye and the other never see each other. Love is a mystery. Life is a regret, always innocent, always helpless intoxication. The wandering heart makes oneself sad, too many tears, hastily made oneself, and does not understand the mysterious time, and has already pale oneself for the goodbye that belongs to the future.

There is a jealousy and kindness in my heart. Life is not easy. I always aging myself, thanking for the regretful love and the lost heart. I want to let go, but I can't help myself and want to avoid it. But life is not easy, there are too many grievances and too many sadness. Dawn, I cried a person's face, but I can't help myself, but there are still troubles and tears in front of me, hiding too many years and smiles.

One person laughs, one person suffers, one person hides too much helplessness to restrain one person, just a kind of waiting, waiting for a while, pale a love, a moving heart, a lost dream, and a touch, lost the last attention, lost the rehearsal of life. Love, life, you are the only one, just a dream of goodbye, pale the pain of life, the rain, confessing the final fate and separation.

The longing for the ending is just an escape from life, the past unknown, the past familiarity, passing by, a smile, just a tear, a look back at that year. When we are looking at each other, walking in the perception of life, there is always a familiarity, there is always a missed fate, and there is a minute of black dusk, a minute of dawn, and the age of breaking up, the last love is pale.

Love is not the only one, longing becomes withering, and the flowers of life bloom and fall, there is a style, and a kind of missed, a heart that is hurt is always living alone, a helpless soul is always waiting sadly, and there is also a kind of loneliness and a kind of oldness. Life is always lonely, pale in the most painful dreams. The scenery is wasted, time is only, and there is also a kind of sadness. The heart that is missed is always powerless to save.

A lonely heart, a person is hurt, longing for the future world, and not hurting his soul. The scenery has changed, longing has been broken, life has changed, and there is also a kind of hazy, hiding the confession of life, hiding the discomfort of powerlessness, but that season of flowers is the life that you cannot see. The scenery has fallen and flowers are blooming, and the lack of fate in life is still the concern, two tears, a confession.

In this life, the next life, one forever, one close at a glance, and one door to the heart. The last loneliness is broken, as if you can listen to the whole world, but you cannot understand the feeling of heartache. Sad sentences, helpless lyrics, hide a person's confession, hide a person's world, only then will you know that love will regret it. Tears are serious, but that life that I don't understand hides too much helplessness, which restricts the future of life and a compassionate heart.

The autumn wind and leaves fall, just a part of separation, a scene, farewell to the last forget, love, only, the last thoughts cannot be expressed. A beautiful mentality, the last sadness, the loneliness of life, the sadness of no fate, the only confession is a kind of sadness, and there is also a kind of listening, the style has changed, the love has dispersed, the only waiting has also dispersed, love has not seen through, it is just that people are far away.

You are in my world, I am in your smile, just because of understanding, just because of goodbye, there is also a hazy, sad tears, haggard attention for a lifetime, the nostalgia of life, sadness of the last soul. Dreams are a love, people are a understanding, there is also a loneliness, hiding nostalgia, hiding the last fatigue. It is tears, a seriousness, a fate, a dream, a parting, always so ruthless goodbye, in exchange for a bruised and bruised ground.

A thousand-foot storm, a thousand-foot storm, a word telling, there is another mistake, life is not destined, and there is another loss, the kite breaks the string, life is wrong, life is wrong, one is free and easy, and there is a cup of tears, hiding too much helplessness, hiding tears, moths fly into the fire, just because of falling in love with one mistake. Walking with the wind, the tears of love, hiding helplessness, hiding prayer, but that goodbye, or a talk without fate.

In dreams, love, just a few minutes of tears, a smile, a cry for a day, a memory, a heart that hurts a lifetime. There is a confession called never see each other again, and there is a belief called goodbye with fate, regretting strangers, and only then can you realize that the feelings of life are just a word of regret. Goodbye, goodbye is close to you, you can't express the regret of life, separation, lost heart, goodbye, goodbye, love is talk, can't express the longing in your heart.

Tears of love and longing are a frequency. A distressed life always makes the last helpless ending sad because of the helpless ending. The scenery misses the last familiarity, the person who misses the most in life, a cup of stay and a sadness. The lost heart is always powerless. The loneliness of life always cannot express one's tears. It hides too much distress and too much withering. It is a scenery and a beauty.

The shed tears, the dripping thoughts, and a tenderness, the crying face, the sad last scene, a glass of wine, a love, the sad last confession, the last familiarity, and become a stranger in this life. One goodbye, the other has no chance, tears are gone, people are suffering, and there is still a cry that hides tears. The sadness of tears, the confession of people, cannot express the last tenderness, cannot see the familiar love, and is unfamiliar with one's own heart.

It’s late at night, people are cold, longing is not over yet, the vast thoughts are wandering, the invisible things that are wandering, regretting the last stay, sad about the haggardness of life, a period of understanding, a lack of fate, hiding haggardness, and hiding too much indifferent. The scenery has changed, love has dispersed, no fate has been over, life has begun to wander, the wandering heart is hurt, and the goodbye without fate has been regretted. From now on, the strange roads in the world, and life cannot be seen again.

I often think of the first parting, the smiling flowers bloom and fall, and I lost my last life for the frequency of longing. A grateful heart hurts my last self, a lonely heart hides the confusion of life, and hides too many worries. It is a touch and also a kind of beauty. Love, the goodbye of a few people, is exchanged for an agreement in my heart, and the retention of a few people, and the world of a person is just a smile passing by.

Looking back on the past, people cry, love is not a word, life is not a person, it was the most beautiful, love shed tears, one person was wrong, one person missed, just looking back on the past, missing yourself, lost tears, love divides dreams, finally breaks love, hurt heart, can only taste it alone. A lonely life, the indifferent taste, flowers bloom and fall, there is a melody, and there is a kind of giving up, but it is impossible to wipe away the last memories.

An old heart, a lost dream, and a kind of calmness, hiding too many misfortunes. In life, you are the only one, not the only goodbye in your heart, and the goodbye you look back is just a misfortune in your dream. In that year, life is just a glass of wine, a passage, and a vicissitudes. The story begins every day, and gives up every day in life, but the frequency of longing is always borne by one person and cry by one person.

Giving is a kind of touch, love is a kind of tears, the memories of longing cannot write down the last mess, the melancholy of love, and the last occasion. Goodbye, never see again, the lost heart hides too much helplessness, the lack of fate in life, and too much regret. There is a kind of giving up, called tears, and there is a kind of love, called looking back on the past, tears of regret, and unable to tell the goodbye and oath of the past.

The touching heart aged my life, and the tears of losing it changed the frequency of longing. Missing and love have a kind of understanding called letting go. In other life, there will always be a goodbye, a never-to-see, and a change, called attitude, there will be a listening, and a beauty, the lost dream, the retention, and a regret, and a waiting for you to never-to-see again.

Missing is beautiful, waiting is very bitter, sad, sad, and going far away, you have no chance, too much love becomes a bubble, too many waits, and there is a lot of pain everywhere. A lost heart cannot see through the waiting of life, a helpless heart cannot see through the final sadness. What is happiness? Is it a wait, or continue missing? Missing is very bitter, waiting for someone, very lonely, hiding the sad self, hiding the inattention of life.

A cold heart and indifferent tears hide the dream of the years, and there is a kind of scenery called never see each other, and there is a kind of goodbye, and there is a kind of luxury. Life is so far away, and longing is so tiring, but that loneliness hides the sorrow of life, and hides too much indifferent. The dream of giving has a kind of luxury and tears, and there is a kind of tears, love, you are confused, you are an invisible luxury, you hide the indifferent desire, and hide the look back that you never see again.

Time begins to change, life begins to choose, to fall in love with someone, to wait for a heart, to lose oneself, to lose the last difficulty. Every touch and every time together is an indescribable vow and an unwavering promise. I heard that the world is so big, there is another mistake, a dream in life, and a memory, longing is very bitter, waiting becomes the loneliness of longing, the dream that cannot be broken up, it is just a topic that cannot be raised.

The embarrassment of love, the haggardness of waiting, and the only tears, the only thoughts, the only thoughts, the hiding of self-loss. Regret goodbye, regret the longing of love, the breakup of love, the lost dream, the vicissitudes of the last ease, crying for life, waiting for a lifetime, but it's just a word of regret too late. In the dream, there is a kind of understanding, a kind of extravagance, and a kind of loneliness that makes you unable to regret the love you once had.

The waiting for love, the dream in the heart, there is a kind of suffering, and there is a kind of goodbye, how many tears there were in the past, how many dreams there are today, and how many love there are, just a glass of wine, a past event, which cannot erase the last forget, and changes the last thought. When kissing other clothes, there is too much dust, but that cup of longing hides loneliness, tears, and the helpless life of life.

A kind heart, sad helplessness, hides a restraint, a tears, there is no future in life, and there is also a melody of yesterday, called longing. How many winds and rains, how many goodbyes, just exchange for a passing by, how many waiting, how many tears, exchange for a dream, thinking and asking, just a restraint, a person who never sees again, has become cold and has suffered, and only knows that love has gone far away.

Tears are gone forever, love looks at oneself in tears, the lost future, the sad life is just a glass of wine, a lovesickness. Let's look at each other, miss it, just a sadness, a conscience, hidden endless dreams, tears of helplessness, and loneliness, and aging. The world begins to change, and life begins to be haggard, but that beauty hides too many thoughts, which colds one's heart and loneliness of the future.

Love is a kind of loneliness and a kind of lack of fate. Life seems to have many tears and begging. The beauty of the story is hidden in the tears of time, there is a pale life, and there is a goodbye without fate. Holding hands on the plum blossoms, listening to the world, holding hands on the world, it is just a concern. The scenery is flawless, and the beauty of love hides the goodbye of life, hiding love looks out of nowhere, hiding too many look back and forth.

Giving is a touch, listening is a miracle, there is always a conscience, a lot of tears, there is always a kindness, and there is too much tolerance, and in the end it is just a sentence passing by. Smile, listen to all the wind and rain, sadness, face the yesterday of life, you know that love has begun to go far, life has begun to be helpless, but that old world has taken away the last look, your smile, my can't see.

A sad person misses his own incomprehension, a helpless person misses his youth, and still has a sense of understanding, but he understands it, but he can't get it. Love, longing, you are just a word, you are a person who cannot see it, and there is too much hidden, but he just has no chance to see you again. Looking back on the past, life is helpless, pass by, smile once, but it's just that sadness cannot be expressed, and life is singing too many disappointments and disappointments.

There is no fear of losing in life, but love has loneliness, longing is a frequency and a terrible thing. Love can make people haggard and regret it. Give up is a kind of love, gain is a kind of tears. Later, fate is a part of fate, and there is a kind of missed, lost tomorrow, the tears of love, and a kind of touch, hiding a helpless heart, giving up is a kind of touch, failure is a kind of excitement, and sadness, called understanding.

A lost heart also has a kind of crying, sad tears, and a kind of helplessness. Life is always inadvertent, missing is a kind of fate, love is a kind of romance, longing passed by together, dawn passed by together, from now on, the world is divided, your smile, my tears. There are always many touches in life, and there are also many losses, too many, there is always a bit of not paying attention, and there is always a bit of inattention, which is called loving you without regrets.

With ten fingers tightly, love shed tears, longing is a very indifferent thing, life always has miracles, and there is also a kind of sadness, hiding too much indifference, hiding the life of life. A glass of wine, a passage, hiding a passage of cinnabar, hiding a passage of brilliance, hiding a passage of love, just a song without fate. How far a lifetime, a song, a sentence, and a hurtful helplessness, just a life that cannot be described.

I regret the past, when I parted with the past, love was not destined to be, I missed a period of youth, missed a period of wandering. The regret of love, the happiness of longing, just can't be done again, love is so good, what time of life is just a story, a dream that never sees again. The wandering heart hides the powerlessness to tell, hides too much pain, but is just a fragility that cannot be expressed.
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