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1, between the fingers of the years, rendering the innocent mottled colorful plastic, the sad city of the pool is still brushing the ink, draw the four seasons of the wind without blowing. The smile concealed the lonely tears because, in the years of the mother-in-law, listening to the acquaintance of no one. Those who have been in the past are dreams that linger in the depths of sorrow, full of heart and sigh. It’s just like a year of water, a breeze, and an old dream.

2, has been attached to the simple style of life, only wish to use a light heart to see the clouds and clouds, see the seasons change. Many untimely things will inevitably be left behind by time, just like the once lush autumn leaves, when life is exhausted, the phase will be separated from the veins. And I, always here, shivering and tired, standing in the monsoon with a tree posture, heading toward the boundless warm blue sky.

3, cherry blossoms have single cherry and double cherry, they bloom when the trees are full of fragrance, the fragrance is fragrant, single cherry white like snow like clouds, double cherry color like fire. But whether it is single cherry or double cherry, they are not in full bloom for a long time, more than 20 days of scenery, open and colorful, full of trees, falling stars, hurried.

4. Someone once said that the white head will not be separated. However, after all, a bit of empty talk, in a blink of an eye, will be thrown on the other side. However, I have always believed. Then, along the way of chasing, the thorns are all over the body, still unwilling to admit. That is my belief, I can't give up. Forgive me, so weak.

5, want to change the intoxication to cool down, clear songs are broken. How much despair and sorrow is filled with this chaotic world. You want to be a brave man, live for love, for faith, and live a vigorous life. You are filled with unparalleled aura and light. You have the talent and reputation that rivals your father. You are such a proud and lonely man. Your inch of madness has not said that it has been raining for a few times.

6. Acacia has become a kind of self-comfort in the lives of many people. When the moon is full, there is no endless thoughts. When the moon is missing, it is infinitely embarrassing. I miss all the joys and sorrows related to the situation in the years. In the world of emotions, we have been carrying all the shackles, regardless of the wind and rain, regardless of the wind and the sun.

7. Night falls, and the autumn rain softly kisses the gauze that is as thin as a flap, and the rhythm of the rhythm is on the window, adding even more infinite ideas. In my mind, in happiness and gloom, the sorrowful heart is turned into a water-like gentleness in the deep rainy night. At this moment, the rain outside the window is no longer the cold autumn rain. In my beggar, it is a kind of soft, like a girl who is a beautiful girl. It is pity, love, softness, and moistness. In my heart, it is a kind of jealousy. With a beautiful future, I will embrace you in the rainy season, let the love and anger be placed under the oil paper umbrella, the bluestone side, the lilac alley... such a state of mind, such a time, such a moment, the heart is inadvertent I was drunk, drunk, and drunk in the autumn rain like a graceful light dance...

8, a period of love, repeated squandering, and finally deepened the length of the years. All the way to catch up, all the way back, what was finally obtained, and what was lost in the end. Perhaps, only when we are thinking, we will understand that in the remembrance of this path, we are often less happy than pain. When Acacia became a singer, nothing was caught except for the lament of the moon.

9. It seems that some waiting is not worthwhile. So many years have been exchanged for the sea and the sea. We are only a drop in the ocean. We can’t control the miracles and sufferings of fate. If we face a little, we may only have to wait, but we wait. It takes courage and courage to bear the results that are very different from the results that are waiting.

10, month, month, early friends who have passed away, you make me feel heartache, sparse stars, why are you so bleak tonight? The rivers of the years are running, the waves are pushing one layer, and the tears are gone. Heart, endless mourning, eyes, endless sorrow. One grass and one tree, one flower and one tree, flowering in the middle of the night, who knows, who knows? Life and death, only the road is normal!

11. In the past, Yi Yan was pure and innocent. Like jade, many people found wealth, clung to their arms, and feared to lose. At that time, I met you after the baptism of the repentant, only knowing the pity, not knowing the jade, and then can not cover the dust that has accumulated on him for a long time, can not cast you, can not achieve him, so, confused and strong Dramatic friendship, pain is just a simple pain.

12, before dyeing the window. It’s a windy path that doesn’t seem to be full. The rest of the time is staying in China, and the season is red and empty. The eyebrows are drunk, the red makeup is light, and the old ones are attached to the dust. Only the moon is long, and the Qiankun turns, so the country is mountain. The second time, the suspect is the yangko back.

13, the road of life, after experiencing countless stops, there will always be strange or familiar scenery. The passengers mentioned in time are just the people and things that are destined to go. Not much is deliberately to remember or forget. Spreading in black and white, nothing more than sadness has passed through the darkness, in the corner of memory, telling all the things to be continued. The coolness that stops at the fingertips is the smash that once bloomed in the years.

14, fingertips touch the glass window, the sound of snoring, alarmed the fragile heart, bursts of sorrow and grief, like a wave, if this sour pain can replace the heartbreaking lung, then let him last Point, this time will forget me, so that you can hide here, let those weak hands dance, let those fragile and unbearable entertainment, let the tight heart, less string loose.

15. True love is that people are thousands of miles away, but dreams are dependent; true love is the years, but they never leave; the true love is to pay each other, but no regrets.

16. I used to think that people who love each other must be in harmony. Only when they are in harmony, can emotions last for a long time. However, this shore and the other shore are only the gaps in space, but they cannot extend the distance of the soul.

17. The sunset sky is still red, and the road that has been home for a long time is filled with tiredness and longevity. A few sighs of silk sigh, let the years hold the hand of the pen, listen to the flowing water; the wave is in the heart of the flow, calling the name; A sleepless autumn night.

18, thoughts and sorrows, the sadness of the ancients, the world, all kinds of temptations, the three mountains and five sacred mountains, the name of the world, the waters of Changji, the tenderness of love, can not help but feel full of leisure.

19, time flies, the years are silent. The days are not slow, such as the creek water flowing quietly, and only the time flowing from the side, the precipitation is the happiness and happiness accompanied by you all the way, warm and warm. For me, I feel the poetic autumn in this withering. I just want to do one thing. I lick a red maple leaf and gently engrave my heart. "Xuan---love for you is my life. Never change the theme!" Then, happy to send to the city with you. From then on, in my heart, in my life, gently hold your warmth, quietly on the other side of the years, waiting for you forever!

20, in life; there are always too many regrets to be left to memories, the years of China; the unclear mottled, always outlines countless broken heartaches. Too much persistence can't be put down, just; that unyielding pain, but unexpectedly is the most beautiful accident. The text can still be sleek and simple, and the age cannot be a beautiful dream. Happiness is not a luxury that cannot be extravagant, sad, but often a decadent decadence.

21, the deep autumn is still far, the wind is blowing, but there is also a bit of sorrow, autumn, not only the leaves of the sky, but also the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus everywhere. As the autumn rhyme gradually became richer, the osmanthus in the yard was in full bloom, and the whole yard was full of aroma and overflowing with the sweet smell. The golden flowers are a string, a glimpse, and the overlapping layers are immersed in the dense green leaves. The warmth and warmth are like the smiling faces of children, as if to inject a bright glow into this cold autumn. Scenery.

22, life is full of love, this hate does not close the wind and the moon. Who is really in love? Who is crazy about who is crazy? Who is looking for someone to wear autumn water? Who is it for everyone? It is a white thread that you and I can't solve. There is no reason for life, and you can be tired of this life.

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