Fingers are sunny, who can't bear it?
Clouds shed tears, and the wind will blow them dry. How can the wind comfort them if it sighs?
Blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.
Grasping is not a way to retain, but to drive away the "sand in your hand" faster.
How lucky I am to meet you in the long river of life.
Fireworks freeze, who makes humble promises.
The beauty of time lies in its inevitable passage. Flowers in spring, moon in autumn, snow in summer and winter.
Nanpu is sad, and the west wind hits autumn. At the sight of heartbroken, why don't you look back?
Smiling sky ~ let nature take its course, everything goes with fate, pure and transparent, free, carry love with you!
In the dream, flowers fall, the world of mortals is defeated, and the world of mortals looks at a few strands of acacia.
I gave up everything you left behind.
I seem to see the man with a blue umbrella standing in the rain and fog and smiling at me.
Every night's swan song, the devil from my heart, the illusion of nightmare entanglement, completely staged all my love and hate.
Will you fall in love with me when the sea turns into salt and winter snow buries Chunhua?
"A mirage, collapse at any time.
The stars fall, and the sky tears.
When the evening breeze passed the pottery altar, it blew away the fragrance of wine. I remember all your faces.
When the flowers bloom, they will never leave.
There is a more painful feeling than lovelorn love, called narcissism.
Every step in the future, know each other and cherish each other, don't forget the agreement, I will always accompany you.
My sunset sadness is like a melancholy bird, and the melancholy bird flies into my sunset sadness.
The four-leaf clover will bloom beautifully in the future, as long as you are my flower sea now.
Fate, in the cycle of truth, broke free from the shackles of rust. Perhaps the gravity of expectation is too great, and too many people can't get rid of the trajectory of destiny takes a hand.
Years are long, sparkling, and bubbles gather and disperse. Only you are still there. . . .
Singing hoarse songs in the corner is for you, louder. Please listen carefully and don't talk.
Acquaintance is always so beautiful; Breaking up is always elegant.
Sunflowers also know the hope of facing the sun. ...
The best feeling is that when I look at you, you are already looking at me.
Hold hands for a lifetime, just want to accompany you to the end of your life.
I am used to stubbornly looking up at a sea of flowers. The closest place to happiness.
People live to breathe, "shout" to breathe, and "suck" to win that breath.
-I don't want too much. Only one of you. |-I don't want too much. I just want to give you everything.
I like to look at your right. It's the most beautiful scenery.
The other shore is blooming and waiting at the end of the center, waiting for the bleak arrival.
Those troubles that keep you awake will become stars in the sky.
Sunflowers don't love the sun, they just need him.
The moment I held hands with you, the noisy world suddenly became quiet, as if it were just you and me.
No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can't compare with your shadow in the sunset.
Time is an external light, or a subtle heartbeat floating point.
The beauty of cherry blossom dance is like our happy time.
Love words are so beautiful that even outsiders cry with them.
I am the purest cloud on a clear day.
The smile you gave me surprised all my old days.
One, two, three, four, line up and look at the stars.
Let go of the kite string to harvest the whole blue sky.
Hello, I'd like to invite you to dinner. You can choose a place, such as a foggy forest path in the morning, the ocean, a deserted alley, and the starry sky at the end of the world, as long as you don't make an appointment in your dream.
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The past days were beautiful even if there was dust.
No matter how beautiful it is, it can only happen once.
Why don't you smile better at your age?
Because I told a lot of lies, I began to doubt; I don't believe it because I am suspicious; Because I didn't believe it, one day I began to doubt myself.
Pluck the inner strings and sing the inner songs.
The gorgeous cars that whizzed by left only mud.
Listen and revel in the melodious melody of elegant songs.
The dim light awakens you and me again and again through the loneliness and yearning at night.
Can stand the vicissitudes of the world, but there is no parting word.
I am used to wandering at night, looking for happiness left by angels in remote alleys.
Never mind, never mind; It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter.
The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light.
Behind the elegance of the fallen cherry blossoms, there is an unspeakable word hidden.
The meteor shower is coming again, and it also brings something called happiness!
When I am at the end of my tether, I can't look forward to a bright future.
What kind of youth tells who is in love?
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