Walking into your fragrance and stepping out my sorrow, I recall the tears flowing, and I ask who to talk to you, and who will share the picture of thought. If you don’t listen, I don’t talk, who can play and sing? It’s a dream of reminiscing, it’s a brilliant sky, and what else can stop my love. I spelled the myth in my heart and welcomed the intoxicating scene of the direction. What kind of hope and blessings are I still waiting for.

Thinking of those sad words, asking the tears that fell to the ground, I have experienced it only after walking through the painful lovesickness. You and I have written destiny to let me sing a lovesickness appointment for you. I don’t know when you will remember me. I have worked hard to meet, but I have to continue to ask those roads I have walked and how I can wait for my past mood at the same place.

The quiet, heartbreaking love sits in my heart, the tears of lovesickness fall for the encounter. The gentle, music lingering, snatching my soul, and the vast, I miss whom I miss, but still don’t understand. Seeing the mood of youth, but I can’t explain the warmth I have passed. Only by understanding the words of sending words can I understand more loss, see through a lot of lovesickness, but cannot stop the tears from falling.

I can’t finish talking about the dream of the world, I can’t finish talking about it clearly, I can’t finish talking about it, I can’t think of the past as it was, I think of the scenery I have walked through, and I also wait for the scene of meeting in the future. The heart of waiting will hurt, the tears of thought will fall, but I don’t have much lovesickness. Time drew tears, dawn took away the words in my heart, but in the evening, I put the end of the world waiting in my heart in the corner.

The lovesickness in my heart composes the destiny in the words, but the following tears cannot catch up with the scenery I have walked through. The dream of love, lovesickness is sent, fate has never been separated from the past, and it is destined to never leave and give up tears. It hurts my heart and cuts off my love. There is nothing to replace, you cannot say miss it, you cannot say loss, because you have made it.

The feeling of breaking, the continuous love, the understanding in my heart, and only when I leave say love, but the pleasure of my heart is burial with poison. I miss you, when I think of me crying, waiting for my dreams, waiting for me to be tired, what sadness can resist my regret, and what words can stop my feelings? This time I really used my heart. The love is not full, and the love is not true, but love is the accompaniment of this life.

Words cannot be continued, deeds cannot be superimposed, time has taken away the position in my heart, dawn has opened the door of lovesickness, and evening has opened the road of tears. Stepping into my heart, but it cannot take away your deep love. It is not the true love of making mistakes, nor is it the shallowness of emotions. Could it be that true love and love are false, three destined to guard the end of the world, and regain the two slimness without complaints, raise your glass to ask about your thoughts.

When I cry, I don’t say regrets, because there is still tomorrow’s comfort, I leave my sorrow, you leave your pursuit, but I use my psychology to follow you from afar. The thoughts are simple, the tears are so silent, but lovesickness is drunk, and only when tears come to know the taste. What kind of dreams of lovesickness can surround you, what kind of words can give you comfort, and the wishes expressed in unknown ways can become your blessing.

Yesterday’s pain, today’s feelings, tomorrow’s memories, but the fragrance of the ends of the world cannot feel the confusion at the corner of the sea, and the setting of dawn cannot feel the waiting in the evening.

The tears that cannot be spoken, the face of the human beings that cannot be spoken, and the fragility of the heart changes as a result. The heart is so heart-wrenching, the whispering love, the intoxicating feeling of heart, the longing is not that easy. Walking into the edge of love and crossing the bridge of tears, I am still drunk on that infatuated coast. With the melody of happiness, I lost my beautiful music, but got an ignorant encounter.

I think of my heart getting tired and my longing is exhausted. The love of this life is intoxicated by the waiting for the next life. I fly to you, and the tears of missing from now on fall in the intoxicating life. Falling in love with the truth is deep, waiting for the ruthless years to draw my fragile tears. This life dream, the fate of the next life, does not seek truth or falsehood, does not love the future, just a simple encounter. I want to hear a goodbye to me.

Looking at the sky with tears, if you gather together in the world, longing for a dream, and keeping your destiny, you can't keep the scenery and words of the past, and you have left tears, and you have a taste of lovesickness. Who will know in the vast dream? The weather changes and your mood changes, but you can't let the memories you have walked stay in yesterday, nor can you change the tears of today, and let the encounter yesterday wash away the tears of today, but you can't wash away the road you have walked.

The heart is beating, there will be fewer tears, there will be no more lovesickness, and the waiting will not be far away. The waiting is close to you, the greetings, and the broken lovesickness gather in the depths of the heart, and the tears spread around you cannot change the yesterday in your heart.

Listening to the sad melody, the heartbreaking songs spread, walking in the picture of love, I walked out of a sad scene, that tears, that encounter, and thoughts, walking in my heart, crossing yesterday, having memories, dreams, getting to know each other step by step, walking at the end of the world, waiting at the corner.

My heart has no dreams, and tears and rain recall the scenery.

In love in every way, I looked back and complained about that year.

Looking at the broken autumn wind, watching the tears and rain of thoughts, I can’t break the encounter, I can’t wash away the words of the past. I ask the east wind to say goodbye to the heart, and look back again, and I can’t bear the past. I have tears in my heart to ask far away.

Joy cannot cover up scars, tears cannot wash away lovesickness, and words cannot continue the deeds. Tears in this life are just for yesterday, and dreams in this life are just because of fate.

Drink a cup of moonlight, watch a lovesickness, keep acquaintance, collect the words of the past, put aside the deeds in front of you, and shed tears today. If you cannot be together, let today write a destiny for us.

After waiting, we are greeted with the rain of tears. After thinking about it, we accept the superposition of memories. What kind of feeling and love are all the spread of the heart. Words break the innocence of the heart, and deeds knock on the direction of dreams. This is a meeting of acquaintance, a dream-like appointment, but there are many question marks on the back of the tears, allowing me to chase, let me stay, chase in corners that you can't see, and stay on the edge of your words to cry.

Tears fall, hearts rise, thoughts are confused, dreams are still there, souls are lost, sunshine takes away the snowflakes, but cannot take away the tears of lovesickness. The east wind asks the heart, no tears, what is the corner of the world, what destined to lack of fate, tears fall for you, hearts jump for you, lovesickness always surrounds you, there is still falsehood, what is needed, everything is a deep feeling.

You can leave, but you can't stop my pursuit, but I can't stop your lovesickness, you and me, evening and dawn, you have your place, but I can't know my journey, but I accompany you who have loved ones for a lifetime. At dawn, you and I set sail, but time will not let you and me meet, and evening will never stop our yesterday when we meet.

In a word, it is said that the world is endless. A person is full of tears. There is no heart that cannot be broken, but there is a lifelong lovesickness. You can forget it when you move forward, but you can cry when you wait.
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