You in the distance, you are blurred, and I am still standing there looking at your back.

Previous photos. Accidentally scattered all over the floor.

What is lost is often unforgettable, so I'm glad I can remember it.

Wash your hair seriously every day and worry about brain water.

We are attached to each other on the edge of emotion. Maybe love is a burden from the beginning.

I knelt down and prayed to heaven to give me the courage to face everything.

Words so profound, but so powerless to tell.

Gradually put down the rebellious behavior, took off the Zaion.

A flash in the pan, fleeting, with the most beautiful moment.

Memories are like personal ghosts, saying that I don't hate you is my duplicity.

Happiness in the eyes of others, but I feel so helpless.

Breaking their suspense is like a glimmer of life before your eyes.

If love becomes a thorn, so does missing.

Just like a withered flower, it can't be collected again, and it is all submerged in the ending.

Maybe you don't treat me as a friend, but I still treat you as a friend.

Those memories are fragmented, but they still look noble.

. The cold night reminds me of sweetness.

Love is exquisite porcelain, which looks good but can't stand a touch.

There was, inadvertently, missed it.

We have grown up, and it's time to fight for the cow B that we blew as children. .......

As long as there is no beginning, there is no feeling of ending.

A woman ruined a man overnight, and a man ruined a woman's life.

Don't tell me the consequences are serious. The consequences have nothing to do with me.

No title can't be a title, but humble titles can be established.

I haven't seen your smiling face for a long time, so the memoirs moved the truth first.

Congratulations on finally getting rid of my burden. Don't use lies to pave the way for you and me.

What's wrong with flat breasts? She looks like her father.

After the smoke disappeared, only dust full of tears remained.

Yesterday has become history, and tomorrow is still smiling and waiting for us to decorate.

Sorrow is a clown in performance, while others' sympathy is applause.

I want to look up at the starry sky with you, and let the sad stars become beautiful from now on.

I don't care. If I wander the street for a week, I will disappear.

I pawned my eternal love in exchange for his life's sadness and loneliness.

I'm simple. Don't tell your sister what I have and nothing.

This beautiful lady, please be quiet.

Men are not everything to women, but women are men's extravagant hopes.

Can a young heart return to its original innocence after vicissitudes?

I fell in love with loneliness and silently looking up at the sky.

Fish and water live and die together. What do I have to do with you?

Don't be attached to him any more, he is mine, as if you know this better than anyone else.

No cruelty can compare with her contemptuous eyes.

Recalling the past, we have lost our memory.

Singles Day doesn't belong to me. I'm not alone with you.

Your voice, your soul, everything about you, and your love for me.

When the lonely sail sailed and the blue sky dried up, I realized that missing is always thinner than the West Lake.

No matter how beautiful the words are, they can't describe my deep love for you.

Waiting for you is the tenderness I have always given you.

Let me turn to dust and be buried in loess, and I don't want to see your hypocritical face.

Tears turn into dark clouds when I think of the picture of me holding hands with you.

Hawthorn trees have red flowers and red fruits.

The road you choose, no matter how difficult, will climb to the end.

You can only enjoy the pain so that you won't be so desperate.

In any case, we will go forward with our own disasters and happiness and never look back.

You stubbornly opened my heart, but left in a joke.

I thought tears were the antidote, but they became more and more poisonous.

I don't understand why you are so stingy that you don't even give me a smile.

Still can't let go, still so afraid of the night.

There is so much life and love, in the world of love, I only have it.

Is the most touching dream, weaving all the failures into a net.

If you really have no choice, find an old hen to satisfy your desire.

I'll catch the one that belongs to you.

Bet on your youth for the day when you get ahead.

I won everyone and lost you.

Care, don't care. That's what happened.

I know I can't get through it safely, but I still pretend to be calm.

Holding your old photo in your hand, tears blur your vision.

You are handsome, you are not a playboy, you are rich, you are arrogant and lovable, and I just won't marry you.

Everyone who can't escape is old at last, and write down the castle where my time is intertwined with the piano.

Even if the world is lonely, I won't leave you.

It is better to soak the past with tears than to moisten the reality with sweat.

I'm L 'Oré al Paris. Who can keep it? ...

The sunset leaves flowers and covers your smiling face.

Brother told you. Today, my brother will go streaking.

Your promise will continue to be postponed with another promise.

Who can see my tears when I turn around?

"Singles Day, I gave myself a lucky bottle.

My mind keeps changing and I don't know what I'm thinking.

Treat every day as an anniversary and treat yourself as a souvenir.

I will miss you once every step back, and my heart will hurt once.

No matter how hard a man tries, he will fight for a woman sooner or later.

The memory of our scattered escape floats in the vast space like dust.

The unique naive and gentle talent of women should be reserved for those who really love you.

Although we were happy once, it was only once after all.

Cut out the silhouette of life and look for lost memories.

Being crowned with the name of the past, being excluded from reality.

Unable to access your account. Just waiting for you to die. Carve my name on your tombstone.

Ignite your chic refusal, I know it's just wishful thinking.

Everyone will not be rational in the face of fame and fortune.

In the sunset, your outline is so dazzling.

Go far away so as not to be infected by my loneliness.

I am anxious to squander all the most extravagant tenderness for you. ...

I fantasize that when I wake up, I can see the result in my mind.

Standing in the afternoon sun, bathing in the only warmth in this cold air.

Youth. A period of ignorance has destroyed the dreams of countless teenagers.

A woman kissing a man is a kind of happiness, and a man kissing a woman is a kind of luck.