2. I forgot who accompanied me to grow old in my previous life; Remember this life, who passed away from me, who dispersed variables in an instant, who loved and hated a reincarnation, and who died with me in the end.
The phrase "I like you" floated in the wind for a long time, but it was deeply rooted in their hearts. It is neither an eternal feudal superstition nor an eternal promise. It's just a belief related to happiness, called perseverance.
4. The road of life is somewhere tomorrow, the first shock, goodbye remains. Stunned, the years are shocking in an instant. Looking back, I found that true love is the sand that I can't catch in my hand. Shallow years, suddenly looking back, the road is not the way to come, and people are not the people of the past. In the stormy life, I found a depressed me, dreaming a little crazy, but what can I do?
These little stories of growing old together are like the illusion that fireworks are flying all over the sky in 3D rendering. In the 3-D rendering of parting, azaleas repeatedly shed tears and cried for you to turn around and leave without saying goodbye. In this beautiful and regrettable world, people who once loved each other, I stood on the shore with you, and you and I quickly became passers-by.
6. At the end of time, time is long, the sea is rotten, too long, and eternal life is just a lie, just to hold hands with your heart for this life.
7. Who is the most beautiful watchman in this life? Whose deep affection aroused the dreams in their hearts?
8. In this life, I am still willing to use all the Green Lantern and Buddhist clothes to get you forever. Dancing with you forever, continuing the unfinished fate of previous lives.
9. This life is just to make you happy all your life, and I want to join hands with you on the street corner. Waiting for someone's eternity to be with you; Iris crossed the ocean, it is not the legend of Mill.
10, the world of mortals had a drunken dream, faintly concealing loneliness, slowly twisting the guitar strings, leaving a sad song, singing softly, crying a thousand times, but nowhere to tell the desolation, seeking heaven, who will accompany us to the end of time?
1 1. The person who slept next to me last night is far away from me today. It is a beautiful betrayal and has faded the oath that was once forever.
12, the world of mortals, Enron means these years of hard work. Warm each other in the flowing years. Write down the end of time that belongs to everyone. Keep lingering thoughts in your heart with your initial happiness. Let the years pass and the world change. I smile, too. I have no regrets. The years are beautiful, and I miss you as before.
13, our love affair, like a dead leaf, fell to the ground, shining with sadness, decorated with loneliness, and my heart ached slightly. It turns out that you have already left, and the good situation will not change. When you turn around, you have left the cliff.
14, Ling Bo spring dew is endless, tears are silent, and the meaning of spring fades. I said before that the world will end, the sea will be sold out, the stone will rot, and everything I promised before has changed. Why didn't they turn pale until the spring of 2020, and they were still flying, but their hearts were black and blue? Let the lonely heart keep the heart pavilion empty. How many poems are hazy in the heart lake area?
15, that night, everyone danced swords under the tree, and your knife-shaped eyebrows looked back tenderly, and the eyebrows were opposite, stirring peach blossoms all over the floor. I linger, singing and dancing, looking forward to life, telling the end of my heart in a gentle and elegant smile. You drew your sword silently, and the sword shone brightly, and carved the words "Never leave each other" under the tree.
16, maybe, in this life, I am not your eternal life, but if the relationship is long, how can I bless you? The autumn moon in the Han palace is drunk, and the harp knows that it has been cherished. Green Lady, haunting my heart, meets love at the corner, and wishes to pick flowers at dusk and sing last romance together.
17, at that time, I always liked to look at your smile and listen to your words, because I thought you were the most beautiful concerto in my life, but your language was a great favor from God. You think if I like it very much, only you want it, but you will always accompany me to say the end of the world.
18, in March, the wind blew gently with Liu. Heather, silence is on the shore, by the water. There are some people who wander quietly in the years. Inadvertently together, you find which one is similar to yourself. So they love each other, and life has no end, only dusk and dusk.
19, if the road ahead may be stormy and dusty, can you hold hands with me and promise that the end of time will not change the sky?
20. Who is waiting at the confluence for a celebration that is willing to be idle for her? On the long road of life, who is struggling to find a beauty who can stay for him in the mud? The end of time, who promised who will accompany you for a lifetime? Who can guarantee a lifetime of happiness? Canglang is clear, my heart is turbid, Canglang is turbid, and my heart is clear. In the country of love, you left and I stayed.
2 1, the closest distance in the world is not the trembling between us, but that we know we can't hold your hand, but we often decorate with our heart and wait for the warm moment. As if asking, how far is the wait? It is the end of time, the sea is selling, the stone is rotting, and I am still waiting in the same place.
22, a song, a song of human sorrow, a pipa, haunting everything, slandering the flute, infatuating with the Qingming rain, all the excitement is lost, who can make me die? Noisy, who can plant a lifelong lovelorn for me ... a quiet and cold cycle in the rain. The inner guitar strings are chaotic and the world of mortals is rolling. Memory burns the wounds of the past, bears the sorrow of half a life and plays the depression of half a life.
23. Has your fallen heart ever pursued the direction of true love? Can your tenderness find a place to rest? If you are still alone in the cold street and feel sad, I would like to turn into a spring breeze to snuggle up to your lonely side, sweep away my inner wounds, drift with you, watch the clouds and trees together, experience the warmth and coldness of the world together, and recite a beautiful song together.
24. After all, you are always just a dream in my heart. I live in your long dream every day. When I can't wake up, there is no beginning, no result, no end, no despair!
25. I just started to get lost, and happiness just started to get hurt. Time has opened its own tree wheel, involving a restless heart. If we can die at this time, I think everyone can be quiet.
26, some people, some things, after all, will never forget, maybe buried in their hearts, maybe turned into tears at a certain moment. Waiting in the wind still maintains its original appearance, deeply embracing time and gazing at a deep affection and eternity.
27, faint ink, Tianya, slowly bounce off the dust on your body, vague mood draws a shallow shelf for you, no longer waiting for the promise of the sea to sell and the stone to rot, no longer waiting for the language of the snowy moon, who outlines the sadness of dealing with people, spreads in Kyushu, whose broken chess and cardamom years pour out in the middle of the night, whose tears?
Dear, today, I still want to tell you gently that you chose happiness, so I also chose to accompany you sincerely and accompany you to this grand event until the end of time. Honey, you know what? You live a happy and simple life and have a clean and transparent heart, so touching you will make your heart fit and warm. For me, this is also the best thing in life.
I have been buried in my heart for a long time, but hearing this song still touches my sadness. Think of him, think of love at that time, love to the depths of the end of time, but also love to the heart and intestines.
30. Just like the comet of that year, it drew the most beautiful diagonal line in the young sky, grasped this little bitter or happy memory and set up a bunker in a warm city. Thank you in the world of mortals. If love has an afterlife, I will hold your hand and celebrate the end of time with you. ...
3 1, time is always changing forward. Ten years ago, I was just an aboriginal who went to the opera. Ten years later, I became a singer on the stage with unprecedented pomp and noisy scenes. A sense of sacredness and awe, don't leave. I am willing to spend my whole life performing this program.
32, the world of mortals, the legacy of Mo Yun, a thin paper, can't express sorrow with a long history, whose sorrow slowly vicissitudes in plain notes, ending the charm of the world brocade. Today, when she turned around, she left an eyebrow eye, a dream of a thousand-year phantom of time. Looking for it only turned into the end of time between pen and ink.
33. The fate of Cang Sang, the time of cool thin, has all the time passed, all the enemies can't compete with the half-life in this world, and all the vows can't be engraved with this short-lived love?
34. Who has crossed the hustle and bustle of the world in pursuit, 3,000 hairs have become a white hair, and who is waiting for rebirth through the hustle and bustle of the world, three feet from the world to the end of time.
35, a boudoir, a vicissitudes of tears, a scene of fireworks, a pinch of comet wish, peach blossom as a companion, green leaves as a safflower as a companion, but I still guard a person's eternal life, fulfill a person's vows of eternal love, drunk dancing on the drizzly wooden plank road painting axis, alone drunk with the heroic spirit of the world, guarding the flow of water.
36. The moonlight melts and disappears, but the promise at the end of time cannot be circumvented for a whole period of time. what can I do for you?
37, the world is easy to get old, sulfur glass is fragile. This day will come, this moment will come. Without the princess and prince, the evil queen and the poisonous apple, the fable is getting farther and farther away from everyone. I am no longer a child hiding in an ivory tower and spying on a strange world. While these nursery rhymes are still singing stories about time, the armchair at the door has sent the years away.
38. True love is not one's wishful thinking.
39. Mountain Jingjing, water Bibi, autumn moon in Han Palace, long rhyme. Life is hard to know, but a thousand-year-old friend is the hardest to find. In the stereo, the song Friends is still repeating itself. The spring is bright and the heart is warm. In this life, I don't pursue the end of time, but I want flowers to bloom in this season.
40. In my humble life, I am just a passer-by of time. I * * * entered the world and * * * returned to the dust. I don't pursue eternal love, I don't pursue persistence, I just want to be with you for a while. Even if it becomes a pile of bones after many years, there is an indelible mark between my middle finger, which is proof that I once loved you.
4 1, sitting by the window, remembering each other's earthly love affair in The Legend of mir. When we met for the first time, only one person looked back and was fascinated. After all, my soul belongs to you, my heart belongs to you, my thoughts belong to you, and you don't belong to me after all the hardships. Because everyone made a wish for this life before the Buddha in the last life, even the ends of the earth will depend on each other, even if they are gods.
42. I thought success was the end of time. But I don't know, the last sentence of caring for each other is not all about spending my old age with my son.
43. I always thought that if I gave my whole life, it would be the end of all people's thinking time! However, this long road of life is full of ups and downs, and it is difficult to determine the wind and clouds. No one will accompany you forever. After all, it is a person's loneliness, a person's sympathy and a bubble. The scenery is far away, and the road to life is near. Why should I go to great pains to save the scenery that has nothing to do with me?
44. When we met, a tree blossomed, and many sweet stories filled with fragrance, giving me a hug and letting me step on your feet in the depressed corner. Thank god everyone didn't pass by. I remember your beautiful smile. You feel that waiting for countless times is just waiting for someone, sitting on the rattan chair of time, shivering together and growing old together. I believe that I just wait quietly and wait for the end of time hand in hand.
45, feelings, after stepping on it, you will understand that there is no victory or defeat without right or wrong. If it is weak, it will disperse, and if it hurts, it will disperse. Whoever takes a person seriously will be deeply hurt! Don't tell me everything about you. Everything about you has nothing to do with me. I don't have the courage to be stubborn anymore. When you are physically and mentally exhausted, you will see through the damage. Learn to let go of these eternal days, close your tears and love yourself once.
46. When I was young, I always thought that true love was so happy. I always remember that I had a pure feeling, and then I went all the way with the person in my heart until the end of time. So I gave up a lot of things for love, even desperate to get together with the person I love. I am very lucky and touched.
47. Do you think that in the near future, you will accompany me to prove an everlasting feeling, and we will never leave. And because I am obedient to you and happy for you, I will be with you day after day, and I will remember every bit. But why should I be lost? Who will comfort my heart pain in the future?
48. If you really care about me, how can you leave me alone and let me wait for you forever? If you really care about me, how can you be so cruel and let me bear the vicissitudes of time and the changes of the world alone? Even if I can handle the next time alone, what reason do I have to wait for you?
49. It takes only a moment to meet someone, but it usually takes a lifetime to fall in love with someone. It is not wrong to know each other and cherish each other, and the end of time is not the ultimate. Today, everyone fucked the gentlest person, nodding for a flower, staying for a cloud and being moved by a drop of rain. I have experienced commitments before and played side by side in the world, but after all, I separated from each other in a lost time.
50. I started to explore flowers in the fog last month, and then I stayed alone all my life.
5 1, if possible, I would like to make you global. However, I don't have the whole world, and what can achieve you is only the blue sky and white clouds on my hands. If I can, I will accompany you to eternity. However, no one can go to the end of time, you can accompany you. Only you have been holding your hand and telling you that I am still here.
52. On the way to the end of time, who will I do for? Who will do it for me?
53. Things are different, and the world is cold. Why don't someone hold my hand and watch the sunset grow old together? The sea is rotten and the earth lasts forever. It's better to have someone to accompany me, leaning against the building and listening to the wind and rain, ignoring the rivers and lakes.
54. If you can recognize my mind at this time, please dream of my simple and superficial painting about you, so that my mind is intact and you can be anchored with a bunch of fragrant flowers. I only wish that I could count the breeze, point to some quicksand, and enjoy your name quietly, like a book flying all over the sky, pervading the waterfront, and I will live forever.
55. One heart is a blue sky. In the years of development, my lonely feelings are bearing each other's heartbeats. Enron means that marriage is dead, and the sea is rotten, and the more scattered it is, the lighter it is.
56. Peach blossoms are fragrant, drunk in the moonlight, drunk in ordinary love, with fragrant fingertips, flying pigeons passing books, and the night is bleak. According to Huaxin, Wan Li dreams; Smile, talk about loneliness, don't worry, the world is endless, it's hard to escape rhyme, and flowers bloom at your fingertips. I will still wait for you quietly in the deepest part of the world until the end of time, the mountains are boundless and the heavens and the earth are together.
57. Lonely wandering shook the deep feeling of yesterday. Although the wet land is old, it has cold doubts about your heart. Through this silent rain and darkness, you know? There is only one thought between us! However, only this thought, Didi taxi bitter tears, long sigh, is the helplessness of autumn painting fans.
58. Missing is like ivy, dancing in the morning dew in spring, and you will always be the Changchun tree in my heart, which will last forever.
59. The two people cling to each other, embracing the bright moon freely, whispering under the bodhi tree, leaning on the sansheng stone, and being affectionate. What a wonderful place, everything is doomed, the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, and we will work together for a long time. Chasing the lonely pavilion on the moon, accompanied by the fairy tale of the moon, snowy and romantic flowers, thinking of people, I wish people a long time and a thousand miles of beauty.
60. Who took off the coat of market tranquility in the sky? Who in the end tied the noise and quiet excitement into a kind of sadness? In grief, I can't plant a red bean from beginning to end, cultivate it into a tree of missing, and cover the market in the sky with the shade of a tree. Since then, only this love has remained in the quiet pedestrian street. So, my unsmooth hands dug out the end of time and buried my feelings in a lifetime of waiting. Only by waiting can I fold messy footprints all day and lead to the market in the sky.
6 1. Now, if you love, you will love. Please hold those hands tightly. Don't lose each other in an endless world. That's it. Go on, come to the end of time, come to the other side of the yellow road, at the end of Meng Po, my heart is full of gratitude. Thank you for being with me all your life.
62. Walking in the global world where you left, I am always in the worship of flowers. In the first competition, I grabbed the last flower on the treetop, but I couldn't resist the cold of time. I wither at my heels and my flowers rot. This is the moral story of my death. Who will arouse the tenderness that falls at my fingertips and falls into the white lies you spread? Skinny people can't bear the end of the world you gave them, just like the afterglow that faded at dawn, submerged in my wounds with the arrival of dusk, leaving only scars in my heart.
63. As promised, I will accompany you to the ends of the earth and love you forever. The sea is still dry and flowing, but that love is still waiting for you on the other side of the strange land, giving you a sea of flowers in a happy country.
64. The end of time has become the end of the years. Only when you see it, the place where the human body is getting harder and harder will be short and soft.
65. It turns out that it is not always possible to meet each other from flowers to flowers, from beautiful women to white hair. Lost scenery, people drifting away, all live at the end of fate. The vows of eternal love are empty to the moon, and the earth is empty. Your world, because I just experienced happiness. In the past, if you were well, it was sunny for me. Now, if it's not good, it's none of my business Perhaps the flowers bloom and fall, and they are separated by chance. I want to fall for you when I am still the most beautiful!
66. There is no selfless feelings, no kissing and romance, no commitment to service, no eternal commitment; Only shallow grow old together, silently snuggle. That kind of love is called knowing each other and cherishing each other It belongs to the only you and the only me.
67. Desolation is inner desolation, and loneliness is a person's loneliness. I always feel that there are almost only two endings of feelings, either different paths or the same goal. True love is a person's business, a person's duty, a person's warmth and coldness, a person's eternity, and nothing else. Just like heaven and the sea fall in love, their hands are always out of reach; Just like fish and seabirds are moving, but only one is in the sky and the other is diving freely in the deep sea.
68. With the passage of time, talking about feelings, some short stories about mutual concern, some leaves in the wind, lotus leaves in the rain, autumn moon and spring breeze all passed without her attention. The years when I walked on the moon were all given to loneliness. The time can be so long, from teenagers to wrinkled sideburns, going back and forth and spending the winter with autumn.
69. Looking back on those days in the details of the years, I have lived in my heart since the end of time. In the gentle season, I should actually smile spoonily. These softness and comfort are good. It's just that the years are getting old and poetry is getting more and more dull.
70, life is not satisfactory, forever. What you have is full of defects. But I didn't know that dead leaves everywhere also went to Qiu Lai in autumn.
7 1, you are not a returnee, just a passer-by, inadvertently let me die for a while, and then stand quietly in my heart.
72. The years are safe, the river grass is intact, and the years fly by. Everyone has already changed. I've tasted all the fireworks in the world and seen where you are going. I'm going with the flow now. In life, thousands of people come in, promise the end of time, are helpless, or really don't like it, and then leave in a hurry. I realized in a trance that some roads are only taken by one person.
73. I once thought that a kind of love would last forever, just like a sandstorm, the wind has passed, Sha Fei; When the wind blows, the sand falls. I used to think that a kind of love would ruin the sea, just like fish and the sea, fish jumped into the tide; Fish ebb and flow. There is no trace of old memories. In countless nights, I bound myself in a city of logical thinking, leaving a heart worn out under blue light and ink.
74. When my memory burned out, my flying soul turned into a body and landed on the forgotten river bank. My beautiful eyes are cracked and my appearance is cold, remember? Did you really forget? How do these unchangeable service promises come to the end of time? The sweetness of staying together is like the magic of life. If we meet again, will there be that kind of screaming pain in life? If you step into the road of circulation at this time, you will inadvertently turn back. Can these thousands of years of love really stop my cycle?
75. The sunset glow is faint and lonely. Forgetting the river and rolling spoony tears, sighing lightly on the road. Who have you left a song for all your life? You have cultivated feelings for several lifetimes. Who promised the end of time, and how many people kept the oath. Beauty is far away, willing to sigh, but young and regretless. Helpless, helpless, really love is not full, a stranger meets a joy.
76, peerless love, who is allowed to die, can only talk to himself, without a ripple blessing your long history.
77. The refreshing time reminds people of that Zen poem. There are flowers in spring, moons in autumn, cold winds in summer and snow in winter. If you don't mind your own business, this is a good time on earth. So many things in the world, not too much persistent silence, have created love in my heart. Relatively speaking, the years I chose are innocent. I have a deep understanding of what the years have given me.
78. Many years later, I will continue to think about my promise. I only hope that at that time, I can not feel pain easily and still smile.
79. Dear, I will never forget it. I can wait for you in Mae, Yuanxi, and promise romance when you leave. I just hope you will remember. I just want you to know that no matter how long you leave, someone will wait for you to come back until the end of time. I hope to fulfill our promise.
80, perhaps stubbornly waiting for the eternal oath, is just a dream that is unlikely to become a truly distant future. After all, weak shoulders can't bear the promise of serving a bosom friend all his life. In the afterglow of the sunset, the interface always stays in the 3D rendering with a touch of blood rosy clouds.
8 1, the end of time is commitment, I am stupid enough to hate, dancing and singing, beauty changes first. I am chitose, and I am addicted to love words. I don't know who it is for.
82. Hating Cang Sang's sophistication left a deep impression on us. Happiness is the only thing we hate. The land we once loved is now in a dream, and we hate that kind of helplessness, that kind of infatuation, that kind of love result that we have already missed. Love has become a thing of the past, just like the flying iris, which has turned into a wisp of white hair and quietly stopped in your heart. "There is the sound of heartache, but there is no trace of love." Hate is empty, and sorrow is in the sky in Wan Li.
83, vows of eternal love are full of buildings, but the end of time is sad. Smoke waves like Qiu Jiang fishing wood, water faint ancient crossing.
84, nine machines, floating life if dreams become ashes, crimson beads tears like the Yangtze River water. Chai Meng vowed that although the world is old, it is dust and mud.
85. Calligraphy and painting are drifting in the end of the world, and the wounds that pop up slowly on your body add an obsession to your empty mind. It is no longer a bonfire waiting to stimulate the battlefield; No longer a Jinse woman waiting by Qinhuai River. Whose fairy tale collapsed in the dominant Kyushu; Whose flute is it, sobbing at night; Whose pen and ink is flying all over the sky in the years?
86. A graceful song, coiled with Yuan Qu and Pipa of Han Fu, haunts Tang and Song poetry. Obliquely holding the flute, loving the Qingming rain, losing all the excitement. Who can let me die? Who can plant a city full of lovelorn for me?
87. At that time, everyone thought that the world was ancient and could not be abandoned. After time of cleaning, everything now looks so naive and ridiculous; No one can do it before, but now there is a new love; The previous companionship will last forever, and without whom, daily life will still be orderly again.
88. I hope everyone loves each other, don't forget each other, and don't let eternal friendship be washed away by the bitter sea on the beach of memory. No matter how many setbacks there are, no matter how fragmented our daily life is, I only hope that this friendship between me and you will last forever.
89. Hold your hand, no matter rain or snow, no matter the cold wind, smile until the end of time.
90. I am willing to give you all the beautiful things in the world with Qian Shan on my head and poetic feet. If I realize your safe statement, it will be sunny. More importantly, I will miss you forever. You keep your promise for thousands of years and accompany you every year.
9 1, the end of time, for a long time; The sea is rotten and too long; Eternal life is just a lie, just to hold your hand for this life.
92. Who made me brilliant all my life, and who couldn't bear to make me cry? Who nourishes my soul with charming mood and beautiful words? Who wants me to be so lonely? What do you think is the end of time? Why do you change your smile in your dreams?
93. Creeps can be barren or old, and so can the world. Think about the upside-down world, but the scene of 7 billion light years. There really are ends of the earth, and there really is an end of time. Decades later, each other is just a wisp of soul and a pile of bones. It is better to repair this life with love before turning into a wisp of smoke, listening to the warm and beautiful spring scenery and waiting for the peanuts on the shore.
94. Calligraphy and painting are scattered in the world at that time, and the scars that pop up slowly give you a shallow rest in an empty mood. I am no longer waiting on the exciting battlefield, nor am I waiting in the endless splendor on the Qinhuai River. Whose fairy tale collapsed in Kyushu, whose flute whimpered in the middle of the night, whose pen fluttered all over the sky in the years.
95, a song, Luo Han Fu Yuan Qu. A pipa. Poems of Tang and Song Dynasties. Obliquely hold the flute, love the Qingming River Map. All the excitement is gone. Who can help me sing a song? Who can plant a city full of lovelorn for me?
96. The cold wind finally blew off some fallen leaves, and the coolness entered the heartstrings. I wrapped my clothes and pieced together memories in the withered scenery. There is no Meng Po or eternal feelings on the road of life. Dream 2 and the actual journey, when thinking about the road of life again and again, the scene of life and death parting, seeing the disappearance of life, scared me to cry. Thinking about the future, I will leave myself.
97. After a night of wind and rain, love has been riddled with holes and scattered all over the floor, causing scars like flying flowers in the mud. I woke up from my dream, and I left decisively alone. We are walking in the ebb and flow, we have games and dreams. These affectionate traces can't jump out of an eternal life track after all.
98, 3 thousand moss, such as this soft rain * * * into a curtain, wet with thoughts, strings accompanied by loneliness drifting, this unforgettable life in my heart, the rain on the eaves of tiles is like a dream, and it turns melodious and swaying. I seem to hear the rain beating on bananas, and some bits and pieces are always dripping.
99. When Jincheng left, there was still a lack of words, and the scene was empty and chaotic. When people go, the scenery once seemed familiar. Who plays a song at Shisan Beach, who plays a farewell song among the aluminum profiles of the thermal insulation broken bridge. Marriage in this life, life and death grow old together, a finger of quicksand, cut off the dust, Buddha's first three lives, stubborn afterlife, a pen, looking forward to reincarnation. The love of the third world has passed away in quicksand, and the love of a lifetime is only for the Iraqis.
100, there is no endless train track, where will the other end be widened? Do you want to go to the end of time when you have no direction? I'm too tired to follow the footsteps you stepped on. Can I come back by train? Or, with this love, wander again. ...