Celebrity whisper

★, a lot of things that we thought we would never forget, just forgotten in the days we never forget. "Left hand reflection, right hand years"

★, lonely people will always remember every person who has appeared in his life, so I always think of you all the time to count my loneliness in the night of every starry night, "left hand reflection, right hand years"

★ In this world, nothing can be kept fresh and clean. Everything, life, no life, even if it is not dead, will be old. "Little Times 3"

★, lonely people always remember everyone in life, just as I always think of you. "Left hand reflection, right hand years"

★, Later, every time I used this word, I was very upset, how helpless a word, later. "Left hand reflection right hand years"

★, the sound of the sound of the paddle, the weather is cold, the water is still cold. In the dream, silk bamboo sings, the building outside the building, the mountain outside the mountain, the people outside the building have not returned, the people have not returned, the geese look back, the early forgetting Sichuan, the people of Fuqin tears full of shirts. Yanghua Xiaoxiao fell to shoulders. Falling shoulders, flute sounds, window shadows, smoke and waves, where is Jiangnan. "Left hand reflection right hand years"

★, all love, all hate, all the wet memories in the heavy rain, all the toon, all the tears and hugs, all the burning heart of the moment, all the prosperous and discrete life, in the summer that the summer solstice never came , together with the death of grand. "The Summer Solstice is not yet"

★, those boys, taught me to grow, those girls, taught me to love... They used to appear in my life and then disappeared, but I don’t believe they are angels, they are the most common boys and girls in the world. So I have been standing under the camphor tree all the time, because I believe that they will come back one day, come back to me and teach me more things. "The Summer Solstice is not yet"

★, the night gave me black eyes, but it made me fall in love with the pain of the night. "Little Times"

★, there are some things that are isolated between people, you can easily open a deep ditch between each other, rain, and then become a river, there is no way to pass. "Sadness flows like river"

★,. Even though the sky is cloudy, it will still be blue. The clouds will still come and go. The end of the year will be turned into a gorgeous swallowtail butterfly, which will sprinkle dazzling phosphor powder in the world. "The Summer Solstice is not yet"

★, close your eyes to see the cleanest world... "Summer solstice is not yet"

★, I am a regular laughing person, but I am not always happy, many times when I feel sad, tears have not come up, the smile has climbed the eyebrows. I am angry with people I like, but people who don't like them are smiling. The Edge of Love and Pain

★, a glass of wine with added water, is no longer intoxicating, but still smell the clear wine, it can drunk memories, dyed into the smell you can not bear; or like a tragedy novel that has seen countless times When I read it again, I couldn’t tear my eyes. However, there was still a small fist in my chest, and I gently knocked on the door. "Little Times"

★, I will come back, bring back the fragrance of kapok and bauhinia, and then tell you that I have found heaven. The Edge of Love and Pain

★, holding my hand, walking with your eyes closed, you will not get lost. "Left hand reflection, right hand years"

★, people's deception is divided into two types: one is that she twisted black and white, upside down. She clearly covered a layer of yarn on your face, but she told you that it was just a fog outside; she clearly sprinkled a blood on your back, but she told you that it was just the sky that suddenly rained. This kind of deception is a dagger that breaks into the shoulder blade, a nail that grabs the chest, and a white tooth that bites on the arm. The other kind of deception, however, only isolates the transmission of information, as if it has extracted all the sounds in the world. In the vast universe of cold and cold, a supernova explosion, thousands of flower splashes, hundreds of new species rise and fall, thousands of civilizations are born and then annihilated, tens of billions of years or one second, all The sound is hidden in the sea of ​​dark lies. And you are facing the universe, you think that the world behind you has nothing, nothing happens. "Little Times 3"

★, you have to believe that there must be your lover in the world, whether you are being surrounded by the light and being drowned by the applause at the moment, or you are walking alone in the cold streets and getting wet by the rain, whether it is the morning of the snow, or At dusk by the heat waves, he will surely cross the crowds in the world, and he walks over them and walks toward you. He will surely come to your side and hold you with full of heat and heavy love in his eyes. He can't wait to come to you. If he is still young, he will surely embrace you like a stubborn child who is occupying his own toys and will not share it with others. If he is no longer young, then he will be like a hunter returning from the thorns, igniting a bonfire beside you, then hug you tired and rest assured to sleep. He will definitely find you, you have to wait. "Little Times"

★, you laugh once, I can be happy for a few days; I can see you cry once, I am sad for several years. "Left hand reflection, right hand years"

★, the left bank is a memory that I can't forget, the right bank is the time I want to hold on, and the middle of the fast flowing is my faint sentiment. "Left hand reflection, right hand years"

★, I hope to continue to live in love, live longer than love. I believe that there must be someone you love in this world. He will cross the turbulent crowds of the world, walk through them with a heart that beats hard, hold the heat and heavy love, walk towards you, hold on to you, he will find you, you have to wait . "Little Age 2 Aoki Times"

★, take the road that I have traveled, sing the song I once sang, love the person I once loved, but I can no longer hate it. "The Summer Solstice is not yet"

★, the love of no material is just a weak scorpion, blown by the wind, even without the wind, a few steps of walking slowly is a loose sand. "Little Times"

★, hiding at a certain time, miss the palm print of a certain period of time. Standing in a certain place, I miss a person who is standing on the road and standing on the way, let me worry about "Guess the Train"

★, why can the injury be done so far, and comfort, but must be by the side? "Minimum"