Double butterfly skirt, Dongchi banquet, first encounter, vermicelli is not deep and uneven, idle flowers are faint in spring.

The heart does not move, and the wind does nothing. It doesn't hurt anymore, but the years will be fine.

May you be as bright as sunshine without sadness.

How can I suddenly turn around when you are not in the dim light?

What will eventually get you into it is always beautiful at first.

At the age of love, the veins stood out quickly throughout the summer.

Instead of trying to retain a person who is going further and further, it is better to practice yourself well.

It turns out that meeting you is the best thing in my life.

There is no need to haggle over the reason why he wants to break up. Not loving is the best reason.

The quicksand of all my memories, those lost years, washed away my dust. Backlight is never just the past, not the future.

There is a kind of hope called waiting, which is a wonderful call.

I will be sad, sometimes I will be weak and curl up, just need a hug.

I want to accompany you for a long time, and finally turn into a wrinkle between your eyebrows.

It's better to be a wild crane in the clouds and make spring tea with you.

Return my fine eyes to the landscape, the drizzle in the pine forest to my first encounter, and to your love at first sight.

What will eventually get you into it is always beautiful at first.

At the age of love, the veins stood out quickly throughout the summer.

Instead of trying to retain a person who is going further and further, it is better to practice yourself well.

It turns out that meeting you is the best thing in my life.

There is no need to haggle over the reason why he wants to break up. Not loving is the best reason.

All human feelings are romantic, give me red beans and give me white heads.

A gentle heart, like the rising sun chasing the horizon, loses its light as always.

Enthusiastic, looking at flowers in the fog. With the fragrance of rain, love is charming in dreams.

The most beautiful love in the world is as simple as getting along in a blink of an eye for a lifetime.

Just one look, then fall, and it will be a lifetime from now on.

Fortunately, love is not everything. Fortunately, nothing is love.

A person should know his position, just like a person knows his face, which is the most sober consciousness.

At that time, I turned the landscape into a stupa, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.

You are the boy I like, but I am not the girl you want to protect.

As long as I can walk through spring, summer, autumn and winter alone, so can the rest of my life.

You are my best comfort in this ordinary and tasteless life.

The wind swims gently across your cheeks, and you can get a little happiness without grasping it.

The wind chimes shook my thoughts of you. This is a simple bell.

Memories hurt, and the deep blue sky hurts the cold. Who is still watching?

Be quiet, be calm, be calm and be casual.

Meteors, like short-lived love, are beautiful for a while and miss a lifetime.

Proud and indifferent, frustrated and calm, happy but not crazy, worried but not hurt.

A woman's love is like wine. The more it is brewed, the stronger it is. A man's love is like tea. The more you soak, the weaker you get.

Balloon flower has two layers of flower language: eternal love and hopeless love.

The reason why youth makes people want to stay is because most of the stupid things we did when we were young were wonderful.

One you, one me, single-minded, love is as simple as that.

I always want to be a good girl when I waste time, but I am determined and still waste my youth.

Standing in the sun, enjoying my thin youth.

Don't care too much about everything, everything goes with fate, deep fate gathers more, and shallow fate goes with fate.

From the day I met you, every trivial thing seemed poetic.

No matter how beautiful it is, it will be lost to fleeting time.

After many years, will we have no regrets? Your smile made me run wild that year.

There is not much truth in this world. A woman's blush is better than a long conversation.

You are not cute at all. I don't like you.

At night, with the gentle eyes of the stars, it will become beautiful.

I spilled summer rain into my heart in order to stir up ripples in the rough sea.

If you are a stranger, your eyebrows will be drawn, and at first glance you will be mistaken for life.

Fingers are playing on the keys, and the melody is full of sadness.