To hurry, to hurry, to meet less, to leave bitter, until one day Lamorte, all emotions are the same as that day, just difficult to start from scratch.
Time like Water, time flies, and suddenly it is a leaf falling from a leaf Full stop I wanted to have you with me this autumn, but I was lucky. Looking back, it is also a hundred years old. The past has long been gone, and now it is The?things?are?still?there?,?but?men?are?no?more?the?same?ones? .. A gaunt face, a face of XiangSilei, sad face more difficult to fade.
Ink dyed rice paper, depicting ink paint. I asked myself when I could get rid of the sadness between the lines of inside. Exhalation had no answer for a long time.. Once upon a time, you and I depended on each other. Today, each rush thing, sigh again, come and go in a hurry, go in a hurry, meet less, leave bitter; Love is also in a hurry, hate is also in a hurry, all emotions are the same as the same day, until another day in Lamorte, only people can't start from scratch.
Plain Pen Sprinkles XiangSilei, Xuan Paper Seeks No Worry. The past let it pass, life actually contains many good times, but our memory is limited, can't hold all the good, life and death is nothing more than changing time, gathering and scattering is also impermanent life.. Sunset awakens, where people go, sunset clouds, twilight at dusk. The years are fleeting. Who painted a light shelf for the fleeting time in the vague thoughts of inside? Who painted the sorrow of the world? Who spread in the troubled times of inside, tidied up the end of the flower season. In the late night of feel dejected, lamented the distance like the end of the world, looked up at the loneliness in the night sky, and asked the lonely heart: "Is the farthest distance in the world the end of the world or the heart of each other?"? ".
In this winter, I only look at the distant time and the deep memory. The withered leaves fluttering outside the window, along with the thoughts, are holding back the emotions and stirring up the sadness of one's heart.. Time is like sand in the palm of your hand, a little bit of loss, like a moment's grasp, just to leave the thoughts you have for a short time..
He hid himself deep in the accumulation of fallen leaves, leaving a pair of empty eyes and staring at the dried-up branches wantonly. Occasionally, the wailing wind roared up and blew up the fallen leaves beside him, blowing through every inch of cells. The cold swept through and could not help shivering, triggering the desolate smile at the corners of the mouth and feeling the drama of the wind leaf music falling down and life passing away and reincarnating..
Memories are gradually hovering, dancing in the fallen leaves, dancing in mid-air like elves, holding the hands of seasons, savoring the frigid cold of winter, and seeming to realize the intermittent world of mortals in inside during the years. What a dream it is! Let a person's mood is so sad, let thoughts lingering with a sad inside hope.
Often staring blankly out of the window, and then a sigh, a sad. Do you miss the story written by inside during the fleeting time, or do you miss the dream of inside's painting during the years?? But the story, the dream, because there are always some exclamation in our soul inside throb, flash like epiphyllum, see but can't catch it.
Sometimes I think that I should leave this complicated and noisy city and avoid all the troubles of secular inside and be undisturbed by the past.. Let me leave Six in silence. I can see all the years gone by. I can see all the spring flowers and solid fruits in autumn in all seasons. I can see through the details of the world of mortals and inside. I am lonely and hard to endure. Sometimes Nigori accompanies me, but I am still and happy..
However much imagination, after all, is only a dream, but a dream that no longer exists.. In this aloof and proud world of mortals, there is no need to gather and disperse together. However, after being baptized by time, how much obsession eventually turns into light wind and light cloud. The story of inside goes back and forth. Countless passers-by disappeared without a trace. What was left in the end?? It's just the sentimental feeling of parting after a short meeting.!
Between people, the most impossible thing to look at is each other's hearts.. It is also far and near, and the two hearts close to it cannot stand any test in the distance of time and space.. Two people who seem to have made friends are separated from each other by the distance of the end of the world.. Is the secular world changed, or is the sincerity between people gradually eroded by reality??
Looking at the scenery everywhere in Dream inside, there is a record of the promises made, the promises made inadvertently, and the regrets left today.. If these promises can carry fairy tales, do I still feel sad outside my wandering dream?? If regret can be resumed, am I the happiest person in inside?
Unfortunately, that is only if. With the passing of youth, how much sadness still tears my memories, just like bringing myself into dreams of inside and living in a dream to look for the past. Looking for the past is more like looking for a lost heart. How many times have you given your heart in exchange for a fleeting time of dull pain?.
Walking in the multifarious crowd, watching cars go to the streets where people go, and hiding in them, I am so small, just like a dust in nature, drifting and no one looks back at me.. Looking at people passing by, how far apart are their hearts??
Look at the address book of mobile phone inside, look at the dating software, how many friends, how many friends, the existence of silence, but no one took the initiative to talk. Between people, the heart is far away, the feeling is gone, and people are scattered..
Looking up at the lonely night sky, winter wind kissed his face. If his heart is not far away, even if he is far away, is he close to each other?.
Original QQ: 1090322944
It is said that time is the best medicine in the world, which can heal all wounds. I think I am also slowly adapting to the days without you. You have left deep traces in my life inside, making me unable to complain and hate.. Can only silently look at the happiness flowing through the fingertip, it is clear at a glance, but forcefully lost bit by bit.
I reverse the whole world, just to straighten out your reflection, so I want to hold happiness in my hand and keep it from flowing away.. I really want to freeze our happiest and happiest days, but everything is over and you will not come back.. I know, this is only my extravagant hope, time cannot go back, such days will not be repeated, I will not believe you said so easily to leave, then, please allow me to 天狮娱乐 call my dear again.
Dear, vaguely remember that year in Quiet summer, the green playground, the heartache of the meeting. Is it an appointment in a previous life, or is it predestined friends in this life?? I really hope . Maybe it was an accidental turn, but I met the right person. Should I be delighted or should I be Exhalation?? We are not wrong, only blame the year gently promised, perhaps this is a beautiful city. The day we know will be the best memory of my life..
Now I see that you are very happy, very happy, I am also very happy, I think it is time for me to say goodbye. Dear, although we will be separated from each other, we still share a blue sky. Foot on the same green land; Breathing the same air, perhaps at this time, we can still find our former the taste of happiness.
All right, Silly girl, take good care of yourself. Goodbye .(责任编辑：admin)