Mood
★, Mu Chen dust and light even the sorrow can not be loaded.
★, people are realistic, self, and complex. There will never be someone who is naive in the heart.
★, who will kill you like me? "Mood in Mind"
★ In the presence of my friends, I have always kept the character with you~
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★, [Sun] sheep and sheep sheep wall door now open the goat sheep antelope everyone run together to eat the young grass and follow everyone, everyone come together now is the rest time to stop, you can see not far away allowed and can not see A pleasing duel can also make some entertainment gossip...乖~
Before the sky darkened, everyone flew into the safe city with satisfaction.★, want to go to a distant place far enough to make the heart quiet enough to forget the sadness so far that you can't find your way home
★, I hope that I can show my courage and bravely show you.
★, broke up, remember your predecessor? How do you remember? It seems too fancy to remember that it seems too thin. In fact, I think that person is like a walk in the tree. It hurts. After walking, I will walk around this tree for a long time. I won't remember how much it hurts in the future, but the big tree will always be there.
★, waiting for the darkness of the darkness to let the melancholy buried in the heart escape into the mind filled with eyes.
★, how can poetry and poetry like wine be like this? I ask for poetry from God. Just hold an empty glass to invite wine and then order a small cup of rose or honeysuckle. The youngest day in my life is filled by myself. I am drunk and unlucky prophecy. Before the arrival of winter, I want to make a glass of my own wine. I have a good spring, wine cellar, and altar. It is best to plant some rice or grapes.
★When the sun is shining, the sad heart is who is crying.
★, think of the simple self, and this heart is gradually disappearing to be simple, the heart is not good taste
★, I don’t want someone who only asks but doesn’t want to pay a little.
★, Mr. Desert Film and Television City has gone to his film and television city, still rushing to the wedding, suddenly want to go to see the film and television city in the desert. The taste of the past few days seems like a desert heart, such as the wind and the horse, the sword and the sword, may be able to live past and present. Your own shoulders pass by a few similar you
★, I can be very warm or very cold
★, people are like this. Sometimes it will be boring, sometimes it will be horny, and I feel very miserable. Sometimes I feel that I am in a good mood, I can do anything, and I can do anything. Both of these moods will be there. The chances of both appearing are similar. Time is past in such a reversal. - Gibbon Banana "Ganlu"
★ Since then, every day, every day, every minute of your life has become two words - waiting. Waiting for him, waiting for his call, waiting for his white Peugeot, waiting for his call, waiting for his caress, waiting for his pity, waiting for his free time, waiting for his good mood, waiting for him to end his date with others Waiting for his love to make you peaceful... - Liao Yimei, "Flow of Pessimism"
★, you are a beautiful scenery and I can only look far away and cannot be close to unwilling to destroy your elegance.
★, I don’t want to be awake, I won’t be sad.
★, on a sunny day, there will be a few clouds floating in the air. . .
In the ridiculous land, there will be several stubborn grasses growing. . .
Just like the days in life, there are very few when there is no sorrow. . .
If one day, the blue of the sky is shrouded in a thick cloud, the melancholy pressure is so low that even breathing wants to escape. .
Let the habit take you to the familiar wilderness, meet the wind, and let yourself smile. ,.★, look forward to being afraid of the dawn, will you come back to me?
★, missed the tide, facing the rushing river from the sea, I can't hear the ancient sayings, I can't see the sunset, the lonely, the ancients, the good guys, the struggles in the water, what kind of screams on the shore With the expression of sighing with sand and mud to the sea, there is only one expression in the world, my world is so silent, the ears are deaf, the heartbeat is weak, the thinking is lagging, I only have eyes, I can see the crowds in the city under the dust, and I have very few people doing prayers. I saw a lot of people with wind-cream on their faces and the faces of spoiled children and those who were caught on the ground with the tide of fish. Even if they died, they wouldn’t close their eyes. The afternoon, the ancient Chinese’s August Qiantang River tides over the shore. I can’t hear it, I can’t hear it, I’m not feeling good, I’m going to be old, I’m going to be old.
★, are you waiting for me? No, then let's go, don't block the scenery that I can only look at in my life.
★, bathed in the sun but there is no feeling of warmth