There is a kind of sadness wailing in my heart. It is not salty tears that fall, but my heart. After grief, my body is empty, as if listening to the echo in the valley and the pain that has gone away.

I reach out and hold the wind of the past, will there be tears flowing for me; Everything is like a black dream, it hurts when you wake up; It's raining hard and I feel at home. Tears flow silently, and you can't tell whether it is tears or rain. My heart has long been broken, and I just live without a master. What else can I do? Only occasionally can I see a rainbow that the sky can't hold.

Sadly, I hold the sword in front, but I still need providence to finish it.

Write two lines in tears, don't move! Do not move! Tears flooded in the blink of an eye, not forgetting each other, not forgetting each other.

When I came to this world hopefully and lived in this world for a while, I found that this world is not what I imagined.

A pair of new swallows are empty, and a piece of paper is cold and I don't know how to worry.

The world was desolate and Hua Xu fell asleep. In my last life, a boat full of worries disappeared, and I spent a long time in the rain.

Self-destruction The bead curtain hanging in front of the court was shot down in an instant and shattered the petals. There was blood all over the floor.

The most painful love is when you are stubborn and find that everything is a scam.