2. Water reflects your haggard face, and cigarettes make your eyes moist.

Even if the world laughs at my infatuation for thousands of years, I will still wait for you to come back from watching the sea year after year.

4. A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.

5, how many beauties have been lost, how many pieces of acacia have been broken, and only the blood-stained ink is crying.

6. When you and I met and looked at each other, I was thinking, how did you and I agree in our last life?

7. Three thousand miles of rivers and mountains have also been Penglai for forty years. Moss is stained with frost, and the mirror is full of color.

8. Forget it, come again, be ruthless, set sail, the other side.

9. I will be happy all my life, just for you.

10, I'm waiting for you with a bunch of romantic stories.

1 1, we are all scattered in the wind of the years. Looking back, we can't see the traces of being together, although we were so hard together.

12, you are my hometown in my last life, and I just hesitate near my hometown. Close to you, how to measure the distance between reality and dreams with a pen? You should know how much I cherish it. I care about the joy of the present, because I know that the past and the future are equally out of reach.

13, the long summer passed, and the early autumn between Shan Ye came quietly.

However, the way of the world is too strange and unpredictable. Spring only brings me sadness and fatigue.

15, mellow timbre gurgled out, like a flying butterfly flapping its wings in the moonlight, making me rise and fall in the depths of your flowers and forget to go home.

16, a bright moon, looking back who is missing. A glass of turbid wine makes you drunk. One spring, who is Peach Blossom? Looking back, who did you meet?

17, there is a beautiful woman that I can't forget. I haven't seen her for a day and I feel crazy.

18, drinking on thousands of feet, it's hard to wave a ray of affection after a quiet night. Fragments of the past, into a lifetime of sorrow. Unforgettable, long-lasting thoughts are torn into silk thread. I hate that I can't sleep at night, and my thoughts are scattered everywhere. I cut out a thin Leng Yue and remember it vividly, forming a continuous relationship.

19, I want to turn drunkenness into sorrow and sing a song without breaking my heart!

20, the night is cool, the lights are dim, the songs are euphemistic.