I miss you so much, the moment I breathe.

I miss you so much, just for the second that my heart beats.

There are always some words that make my heart hurt every time I hear them.

There are always some words that make your heart beat half a beat slower every time you hear them.

The sunshine cannot warm my heart, but my tears still flow freely.

The smile cannot be touched brightly, and the sadness is still gentle.

I have always thought that I was numb enough to resist everything.

I have always thought that I was strong enough to face it independently.

I am just me, just a me who gives up everything for love.

I am just me, just a me who is desperate for love.

Maybe I miss you too much and no one cares about me, so I become depressed and fall into tears easily.

Maybe it is too difficult to fall in love without someone to accompany you, so it is easy to get hurt when you are alone.

We meet by fate, but we meet by chance. We hope to remember each other even across the world.

We are lucky enough to know each other, but not lucky enough to stay together. The blue sky and the bright moon will last forever.

I forgot for a moment what you said in my ears about the three lifetimes.

I accidentally missed being so close to you.

Without you, the only way to go is to end in hesitation.

The only road that must be taken with you is the end point is happiness.

The street is long and the fireworks are numerous. You turn on the light to look back.

The short pavilion is short, the world is grinding, I sigh again while playing the flute.

Wiping away my tears and smiling at the setting sun, I was left alone to look at the past with sadness.

Sadness provokes sighs, leaving you alone with memories that will forever hold my heart.

Don’t mention the memories to me, I buried him in my heart just because I didn’t want to remember them.

Never mention the past to me, I just don’t want to go back to the past, so I completely forget about him.

If the heart is not free, it will be a prison wherever it goes.

If your heart has no destination, you will be wandering wherever you go.

The stars are useless and can’t be held in my hand. Besides, it’s just a dream.

The sun is useless and cannot warm my heart, not to mention the cold winter.

There are always some people who are the reason why we are heartless.

There are always some things that are the source of our heartache.

She always cried when she was drunk, covering her face and saying that she would lose without you.

He always choked when he smoked. He covered his eyes and said he wanted to fall in love again.

I love the dandelion prime; and the loneliness she keeps in the distance.

I love the lavender prime; and its loneliness guarding the earth.

I have been obsessed with your smile for a century. Addiction.

I naively believed your lies all my life. Hard to leave.

He promised to lie to me and said that there is a place called eternity.

Love lied to me and said that there was a period of time when everything was in ruins.

With black hair and black hair, and cinnabar between her eyebrows, the most beautiful story in her life is left in the ancient style.

Silently, with a faint smile, the deepest persistence in my life accompanies me to wander the world.

Did you know that I always miss you the most when it rains, between tranquility and sadness.

Did you know that I always miss you the most during the snowfall season, between silence and loneliness.

The heartbeat of that second is our destiny.

The entanglement in that season was our destiny.

I don’t want happiness, just you! You will give me happiness!

I don’t want love, I just want you! You will give me love!

I just want to be with you.

I just want to be with you forever.

Youth is not sad, but it is so desolately interpreted by us.

Love is not complicated, but it is so bitterly interpreted by us.

Don’t think that without your presence, I will no longer love you.

Don’t think that if you leave this world, I will have nowhere to stay.

In the end, you became a passer-by, and my joys, sorrows, and sorrows were no longer for me.

In the end, you became the only one. All the joys, sorrows and joys are in my heart.

You were born before I was born, and I was old when you were born. You hated that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.

I was not born before you were born, but I am already old when you were born. I am far away from you, but you are separated from me by the corner of the world.

Even if I were a fish, I would never be able to swim in your vast sea.

Even if I can stop on the way, it can’t offset the short memory.

Your love has never lowered the temperature. It is me who is wandering.

Your feelings have never been made clear. It’s just me being passionate.

No amount of tears of despair can fill the incompleteness of my heart.

Walking towards the end step by step can only accompany you to witness the destruction of love.

I love you so much that I feel so uneasy, even if I think about it, you don’t seem to know.

My love for you is so bitter, but I have never thought about whether it is worth it.

Say good morning to me and let me know that you are with me today.

Say good night to me and let me know that you will still be there tomorrow.

Before we met, everything I walked through was just to wait for you.

After meeting you, all I want to hold on to is you.

I give you the alluring tenderness and the wandering love that I have had for half my life.

Having been doted on by you for half my life, I have been turbulent for three lifetimes.

Because of me, I am so concerned.

Because of you, I am so crazy.

I turned into a desolate scene, turned into an indifferent appearance, turned into a translucent high wall, and failed to turn into you.

I reject the better and rounder moon, the unknown madness, the sensual publicity, and I do not reject you.

Let time wander through those pictures without temperature.

Let time be wasted in the atmosphere of silence between you and me.

The two of us are not so far apart from each other as the sea and the blue sky.

The two of us are not like trees and roots that can never touch each other.

How many heartfelt words are treated as verbal jokes and no one appreciates them.

How many unintentional mistakes are treated as intentional flaws that must be reported.

There is a person who you will always remember as long as you meet him once.

As long as you get close to a person once, you will slowly understand him.

You are a letter and I am the postman. The last pair of feet stirs up all the dust.

You are a sea and I am a fish. Without you, I am on the verge of suffocation.

Memories that cannot be reincarnated, memories that can only sink.

The nostalgia that cannot be lost can only be missed wantonly.