I don't care about you from today, but I will never tell you the truth.
Aquarius cares about others? Aquarius man. . . I hate men in this constellation.
Is there any way to connect one person's thoughts with another, and at the same time, the most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you until we are too old to go anywhere, and you still regard me as your treasure. 65,438+0% ... because this love has reached the realm that can be met but not sought.
Do you have any good personal signatures? Don't take everything to heart. You might feel better if you say it.
Is there any scary personality signature? On the night when you are ill, I will draw red lipstick, red nurse's clothes, red leather shoes, and finally colorful clothes. Gently walk into your room and insert a syringe filled with red liquid into your white panel.
Become a dead man. Wandering in the space that human beings can't detect, lower your head, look down at the dust room with indifferent eyes, raise your head, and reflect on the crimes before your death with sad faces.
Empty souls pass through pedestrians, eyes, eternal indifference, corners of the mouth, eternal ridicule,
Sitting alone on the top of the snow and ice, the frozen soul, looking at the raging snow alone, seems like tears, endless,
I shed blood, stained with snow, and bled for you. It blooms like a manjusha flower on the other side.
Endless years, killing the soul, enjoying the arrogant loneliness awkwardly, waiting for thousands of years, meditating for thousands of years, only to understand the horror of the undead, but not inferior to the ugliness of people's experience,
Alas, at the moment when my heart stopped beating, I reached out and wanted to leave the sunset on the horizon, but all I got was my soul burned by the sunset.
In the sunshine, soothe your soul hidden in my heart, and I will tell you my promise again. From now on, under the sky, I will forget the sunrise and sunset instead of you, and at night, you will watch the full moon and its absence instead of me.
I will dye the white skirt you gave me with your blood.
I will hold your cold body tightly, because then we can be together forever, right? Honey.
My soul walks on your coffin.
I think of your body.
My death in the coffin was so elegant.
Your dance steps are so touching on the grave.
In the dead of night, my soul takes me to your grave alone to keep you company.
In the quiet night, your body always appears in my rotting mind.
In your gorgeous coffin, there are your elegant body and your rotten dancing shoes.
In front of your desolate grave, you danced moving steps alone in rotten shoes.
I am outside. My mother is worried. Hello!
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The so-called thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son's body. The so-called children are thousands of miles away and worried about their mothers. Maybe it's my portrayal now! Mom, I miss you!
I hope I can help you!
Is there anything interesting about personality signature? I only sign when I have personality.
Is there a poem with a signature that is especially suitable for depression? There are infinite painters in the world, and a piece of sadness can't be painted. _ _ _ _ Gao Chan's Night Scene of Jinling
A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. _ _ _ _ Qin Guan's Lonely Cold Building in Huanxisha
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. _ _ _ _ Cui Hu's "South Village of Beijing"
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Song of Shu Yun/Escorting Yu Shuhua Upstairs, a farewell letter to Xuanzhou Xielou.
Time will only make people old, don't believe in sentimentality, leave the pavilion for a long time, and tears will wake up easily. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "Picking mulberry seeds, time only makes people old"
How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. _ _ _ _ Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?
Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married. _ _ _ _ Zhang Ji's "Yin Jiefu Send Dongping Lishi Island"
Accompanied by leaves and autumn sounds, a little banana and a little sadness, after the third night of dreams. _ _ _ _ Xu Zaisi's Water Fairy Night Rain
When night came, my dream suddenly came home. The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "Huanxisha, a new word and a glass of wine"
Looking around, lonely and sad. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "Looking for a Slow Voice"
Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's Wuling Spring Festival Evening
No one wears flowers, no one advises people to drink, and no one cares about drunkenness. _ _ _ _ Huang Gongshao's Jade Case, Needlework at Social Day every year.
Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo. _ _ _ _ Two Shen Yuan Poems by Lu You
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. _ _ _ _ Ouyang Xiu How Deep is the Courtyard
This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you. _ _ _ _ Liu Yong's "Remembering the Imperial Capital with Thin Pillows and Cool Days"
The wind and clouds are surging, and it is sunny and rainy. No wonder spring worries are supplemented in detail. _ _ _ _ Nalanxingde's "Red Dates, Wind Dripping"
The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon. _ _ _ _ Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's four poems about the bright moon (I)
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. _ _ _ _ Li Yu's Meeting You, Going to the West Chamber without Words.
I have never shed tears in my life, but now I do. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Don't pine branches in Jiangxia"
Is there any software to make personalized signatures? Yes!
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Hope to adopt it in time!