2. Time has changed the way you and I look, but it has left a shadow when you love me.
3.└ Maybe I am unhappy. But I am happy. I'm _ _ satisfied with me, and I don't expect anything.
4. The definition of intersection is so simple, it's not your left, I'm right!
Can we say goodbye at the next intersection? ◆
6,-╭ァ Only then can we wipe off the lingering fragrance in the air and cherish each other.
7. I used laughter to hide my pain. I used stupidity to erase everything in the past. I miss you with clothes.
8, fear, the deeper you care, the more afraid you are of losing. Looking back, the road is so difficult, so ignorant, and the time is slightly old.
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Smiling has also become a luxury. I really want to cry, so maybe I will be happier.
1 1, ☆, _ _ _ _ _ The memory of the flowers on the other side began to drift away slowly with the faint fragrance of flowers below.
12, the sad swing is always accompanied by a breeze. There are always stars in the lonely night. When I turned around, you weren't with me.
13, once, we forced a smile in the sun, but now, we are deeply hurt in the sun.
14. At first, I was just a passer-by in your world. . . Now, you have become me. I am your passerby. . . .
15, I'm not used to using the back of my hand as a pillow.
Your telescope can't see my loneliness in the northern hemisphere.
16, I really want to know your news now.
I don't know how I feel.
Who gave me the only shoulder to lean on?
17, the piano room is black and white, with an unforgettable past.
18, the corners of the mouth barely hold up a smile, and let you see the last trace of pride.
19, the hourglass of time has precipitated the inescapable past, and the hand of memory will always pick up those beautiful sorrows.
20, whoosh, I want to draw a circle to curse you, curse you for loving me for a lifetime, and (* _ *) hee hee. ...
2 1, dead trees can't grow young leaves, just because the sun is not dazzling enough. Naively looking at the sky, thinking that what you pay will be rewarded.
22,//,the night sky is flickering, hiding sadness.
I'm exhausted. Use mine. . . . . . . I am tired of playing. . . . (Some original, please don't copy)