The most sad text
1, sadness, a dream, a string of hearts, the tone of the swing, the fragile traces of dyeing, the arbitrariness, the drifting rainbow, so bright, so ruthless, and the love is still tears, no or That appointment, tears have an appointment, no music, like a heart to read the appointment, with the sound of thinking and dyeing the scene, drawing a style without a contract, half a rainbow a verse.
2, the loneliness of one person, the fault of two people. The loneliness of the two people sawing the distance, the farther and farther away, the far away from the coastline. In the sea without a navigation mark, such as a small boat to be subverted by the choppy waves of the sea, I do not know where to reach, because the route has been intricate. When traveling, the navigation mark of each leaf boat is clearly visible, but the more you drive, the more blurred the line of sight, confused eyes.
3, the shadow of loneliness will be very long and long, but I want to be closer to her, some closer. I took a footsteps and she stayed away from it. It turned out that we always had a distance. Although she was mine, she was also given by the moonlight. I dare not dare to act rashly, fearing to be shocked by this lonely shadow. Gently. I crouched down and touched myself on the ground with my fingertips, slowly moving forward, but I couldn’t touch the cheek. I leaned my hands together and held up the empty moonlight, where there were injuries I could not see.
4, lonely heart has always been with the text, some of the heart of the matter from the text to reach out, caressing my loneliness. Heart marks, long time no color, slightly faintly half hidden, I stand behind, the scenery has been embarrassing, and sometimes can not bear to go. Your eyes are familiar and can't stop flustering. I saw the ripples of water, the moonlight of the cleanliness, and made me gentle.
5, you and me are just three thousand geese's lonely geese, a fate in their own fate. The fate is destined to be two people in parallel time and space. We may dance at the same time, but at the end of the song, people will be scattered. The rest is a mess, and we continue our lonely journey. It’s just that memory, I can’t forget it anymore. Even after 10,000 years, we can meet in an unknown world.
6, read in the sad season, tears in the warm thoughts, although there is no appointment on the road, there are dreams in the future, the night is waiting for the beauty, it is more difficult to think of the night with the scars, but need The perception of dawn comes to accompany the heart in the past, giving way to the covenant of the heart, so that the words are so hurtful.
7, the mark in the wound is so shallow, the dream in the heart has been dragged, the heart is at this time, the scene that comes is the cycle of tears, is this the heart has a heart, or the song has really had a song, In the current cycle of dreams, the heart remembered that it was a meeting, it was the season of tears, or the frequency of missing thoughts, so the well-being, always walked, walked in the heart, let the tears not warm.
8, a single shadow wandering in the moonlight, do not want to be too sad, just too confused. Moonlight and shadow, surrounded by smog, in this emptiness, there is an inexpressible injury, stagnation in the atrium, cut life.
9, along the long coastline, slowly walking, always have a lonely time, let all the mistakes precipitate in the years, let all the taste brew in time and space. The loneliness of a person, when one day is not the fault of two people, everything is a new chapter. Persevere in all the beliefs of persistence, love the most primitive feelings in the heart, this should be the true nature of life, the pureness of the years? All self-deception will eventually solve all the problems of self-locking and self-defense in the years.
10, Acacia is so calm, tears are so balanced, the heart is trapped, the scars of dreams, the simple feelings in the heart, how many scars have fallen, walking in the thoughts of twirling, paying time, in exchange for the heart of the field Sadness, walking in the helpless season, getting the traces of fragility, letting the tears of hard circles circling on the road of Acacia, a tear of love, a tearful lovesickness.
11, the age of flowers bloom, the year-round flowers, flowers and flowers, the joys and sorrows are people's hearts. In the cold house, the cold and clear paper pens are cold and cold, the cold wind blows cold rain, wet the window sill, wet the table, wet the paper on the table, infiltrate the mottled, I should outline a face. Still waiting, because the smile was lost, the cold rain and the cold paper pen sketched out the cold and strange face.
12, who is the tears of the tears, tears in this world, the injury of the Chinese New Year, the heart is so crisp, every other departure, but more ruthless taste, the dream of that, the heart of the appointment, from the heart, About from the cold, the one who can't get out of it is the sorrow, the sensation that can't be seen, the hurt, the hurt is so sensible, the section of the covenant, the covenant is so difficult to twirling, and the depiction of the world, the feelings of the painting heart , describing the language of the dream.
13, the loneliness of a person, the fault of two people, there is always the day to unlock the years. When one day, the happiness of one person becomes the happiness of two people, perhaps this is the most beautiful chapter of the years.
14. Perceive the familiar melody, the feeling that it is difficult to reach, the feeling of the road will be broken, the dream in the words will be forgotten, the lost lovesickness, the intermittent tears, the familiarity of the past, how many roads to write, At this time, the strangers who came here are so hurtful, the intermittent lyrics express not the traces of the heart, but the simple frequency of the soft voice in the familiar acacia.
15, a cigarette, take a bite of loneliness, the dust is difficult to sweep, the past will be like smoke. In the hustle and bustle, the interpretation of life is floating. Really bearish? A piece of paper on the table, quiet for a long time, do not want to sketch or draw, the mind is printed on the wall, with the smoke disappeared, appeared or disappeared.
16. In the days of salty and bitterness, the memories that can't be forgotten in my mind are gathered together and spilled out, but I can't always paint the complete beauty. Always in the rush of the twilight, it was too late to talk to the green lotus in the pool, the sun fell, like the train at that time, whistling away, sobbing in the heart is a thousand reluctance and separation.
17. Worried expression, the hurt of the thorny scene, the number of lights falling in the heart, the tears of Acacia gathered in the dream, and the vertical and horizontal lines of time slowly extract the warmth of the thoughts, and use the longings in the words to give directions. The farewell, on the way to the missed, how drunk in the heart, how many tears to interrogate, asked the gift of Acacia, answer the confession.
18, the world is too noisy, I don't understand, why people will be intrigued, careless. I hate these things, and I don’t know anyone. The people around me are stained by the earthly dyeing tanks and become strangers.
2, the loneliness of one person, the fault of two people. The loneliness of the two people sawing the distance, the farther and farther away, the far away from the coastline. In the sea without a navigation mark, such as a small boat to be subverted by the choppy waves of the sea, I do not know where to reach, because the route has been intricate. When traveling, the navigation mark of each leaf boat is clearly visible, but the more you drive, the more blurred the line of sight, confused eyes.
3, the shadow of loneliness will be very long and long, but I want to be closer to her, some closer. I took a footsteps and she stayed away from it. It turned out that we always had a distance. Although she was mine, she was also given by the moonlight. I dare not dare to act rashly, fearing to be shocked by this lonely shadow. Gently. I crouched down and touched myself on the ground with my fingertips, slowly moving forward, but I couldn’t touch the cheek. I leaned my hands together and held up the empty moonlight, where there were injuries I could not see.
4, lonely heart has always been with the text, some of the heart of the matter from the text to reach out, caressing my loneliness. Heart marks, long time no color, slightly faintly half hidden, I stand behind, the scenery has been embarrassing, and sometimes can not bear to go. Your eyes are familiar and can't stop flustering. I saw the ripples of water, the moonlight of the cleanliness, and made me gentle.
5, you and me are just three thousand geese's lonely geese, a fate in their own fate. The fate is destined to be two people in parallel time and space. We may dance at the same time, but at the end of the song, people will be scattered. The rest is a mess, and we continue our lonely journey. It’s just that memory, I can’t forget it anymore. Even after 10,000 years, we can meet in an unknown world.
6, read in the sad season, tears in the warm thoughts, although there is no appointment on the road, there are dreams in the future, the night is waiting for the beauty, it is more difficult to think of the night with the scars, but need The perception of dawn comes to accompany the heart in the past, giving way to the covenant of the heart, so that the words are so hurtful.
7, the mark in the wound is so shallow, the dream in the heart has been dragged, the heart is at this time, the scene that comes is the cycle of tears, is this the heart has a heart, or the song has really had a song, In the current cycle of dreams, the heart remembered that it was a meeting, it was the season of tears, or the frequency of missing thoughts, so the well-being, always walked, walked in the heart, let the tears not warm.
8, a single shadow wandering in the moonlight, do not want to be too sad, just too confused. Moonlight and shadow, surrounded by smog, in this emptiness, there is an inexpressible injury, stagnation in the atrium, cut life.
9, along the long coastline, slowly walking, always have a lonely time, let all the mistakes precipitate in the years, let all the taste brew in time and space. The loneliness of a person, when one day is not the fault of two people, everything is a new chapter. Persevere in all the beliefs of persistence, love the most primitive feelings in the heart, this should be the true nature of life, the pureness of the years? All self-deception will eventually solve all the problems of self-locking and self-defense in the years.
10, Acacia is so calm, tears are so balanced, the heart is trapped, the scars of dreams, the simple feelings in the heart, how many scars have fallen, walking in the thoughts of twirling, paying time, in exchange for the heart of the field Sadness, walking in the helpless season, getting the traces of fragility, letting the tears of hard circles circling on the road of Acacia, a tear of love, a tearful lovesickness.
11, the age of flowers bloom, the year-round flowers, flowers and flowers, the joys and sorrows are people's hearts. In the cold house, the cold and clear paper pens are cold and cold, the cold wind blows cold rain, wet the window sill, wet the table, wet the paper on the table, infiltrate the mottled, I should outline a face. Still waiting, because the smile was lost, the cold rain and the cold paper pen sketched out the cold and strange face.
12, who is the tears of the tears, tears in this world, the injury of the Chinese New Year, the heart is so crisp, every other departure, but more ruthless taste, the dream of that, the heart of the appointment, from the heart, About from the cold, the one who can't get out of it is the sorrow, the sensation that can't be seen, the hurt, the hurt is so sensible, the section of the covenant, the covenant is so difficult to twirling, and the depiction of the world, the feelings of the painting heart , describing the language of the dream.
13, the loneliness of a person, the fault of two people, there is always the day to unlock the years. When one day, the happiness of one person becomes the happiness of two people, perhaps this is the most beautiful chapter of the years.
14. Perceive the familiar melody, the feeling that it is difficult to reach, the feeling of the road will be broken, the dream in the words will be forgotten, the lost lovesickness, the intermittent tears, the familiarity of the past, how many roads to write, At this time, the strangers who came here are so hurtful, the intermittent lyrics express not the traces of the heart, but the simple frequency of the soft voice in the familiar acacia.
15, a cigarette, take a bite of loneliness, the dust is difficult to sweep, the past will be like smoke. In the hustle and bustle, the interpretation of life is floating. Really bearish? A piece of paper on the table, quiet for a long time, do not want to sketch or draw, the mind is printed on the wall, with the smoke disappeared, appeared or disappeared.
16. In the days of salty and bitterness, the memories that can't be forgotten in my mind are gathered together and spilled out, but I can't always paint the complete beauty. Always in the rush of the twilight, it was too late to talk to the green lotus in the pool, the sun fell, like the train at that time, whistling away, sobbing in the heart is a thousand reluctance and separation.
17. Worried expression, the hurt of the thorny scene, the number of lights falling in the heart, the tears of Acacia gathered in the dream, and the vertical and horizontal lines of time slowly extract the warmth of the thoughts, and use the longings in the words to give directions. The farewell, on the way to the missed, how drunk in the heart, how many tears to interrogate, asked the gift of Acacia, answer the confession.
18, the world is too noisy, I don't understand, why people will be intrigued, careless. I hate these things, and I don’t know anyone. The people around me are stained by the earthly dyeing tanks and become strangers.
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