2, tasted the ignorance of acacia, forgot the gentle taste, hid the mask of hypocrisy, lingered for a long time, and destroyed the helpless ending.
The wind is gone, the flowers are gone, the songs are gone, and people are scattered. Who will I be with?
4. Laugh at the drunkenness of the world, look back and fall, there is no familiar shadow in the crowd, and there is no dawn in the rain.
I used to think that the extremely prosperous soft time turned out to be a romantic youth.
6. Looking back at the whole city and smiling, a tear fell on the Great Wall.
7. The more you grow up, the more lonely you become; The more you grow up, the more uneasy you become; I also have to watch the wings of my dream be broken.
8, flowers covered by years, everything is blank.
9. With your cold fingertips, you gently wrote down the dependence in my palm.
10, wine is not intoxicating, people are intoxicating.
1 1, elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.
12, when tears began to outline into regret, memories also matched with exaggerated sadness.
13, whose loneliness covers my clothes and whose clothes cover my shoulders.
14, flowers fall in one season, smiling all over the place.
15, the texture of the palm is coming in early summer, full of playful atmosphere.
16, years, who is the fallen flower.
17, the heart is slightly moved, but the feelings are far away, things are wrong, people are wrong, things are wrong, and the past cannot be traced.
18, smiling sky, let nature take its course, everything goes with fate, pure and transparent, free, carry love with you!
19. How can we get back the lost years? You once smiled, but you couldn't get rid of it in your memory.
20. People who yearn for the sky are lonely.
2 1, Han Shi sleeps in a fairy tale.
22, broken is not the most cruel, the most cruel thing is to step on these fragments and pretend to be painless and stubborn.
23. Loneliness is just a gorgeous bluff.
24. When you really want to forget someone, that person has been engraved in your heart.
25. I wrote the story of my life. You and I met and were incomplete.
26. Things are fleeting and vain. Who remembers the pale oath when I was young?
27. All the quicksand of memory, those lost years, washed away my dust and sand.
28. Take God as the whole belief and follow it to the end, and the soul will slowly tear.