1. The girl’s personalized signature is beautiful and poetic

1. Love dyes the passing years and warms the reunion. You are the most beautiful encounter in my life. Even though there are hundreds of beauties in the world, I love you alone. The years are quiet, I like to spread out a piece of plain paper in the pure time, and compose my heartfelt words for you. The encounter with you in the world of mortals has sunk my lifelong love, and the memory in the palm of my hand is overflowing with the fragrance of the first encounter. .

2. Four years have passed, and life has been long since then. Every inch of blue hair, if you look closely, shows the worries of a young man. Cangshan is far away at night, and the evening wind is miserable, blowing away the pain of separation. Gathering and dispersing are impermanent, and the world is full of misguided paths. It rains in the south of the Yangtze River and the wind fills the Changchuan River. The smoke from the green tiles hangs on the willow bank, and the fragrance of red silk penetrates into the plum blossom sky, drifting gracefully.

3. Open the fence of memory, take a pot of the past, and sit with the passing years. How deep the love is, how painful the heart is. The pity that cannot be touched nourishes the sadness in the wind waving the sleeves. Twist a wisp of clear fragrance and tie it into three thousand blue silk threads. The past events are simple and elegant. Study the fragrance of a pool of ink and plant it between your eyebrows. The encounter is like a dream, always full of pious flawlessness.

4. My heart is stained with the fragrance of dust, thinking of you, I smile lightly on my face. You said: You are the sycamore tree growing quietly on the road, always waiting to bloom a big heartbeat for me, spreading your fragrance wantonly in every crevice of my life. I said: I like the smell of tung blossoms. The light sweetness contains my attachment from childhood to the present.

5. No matter you are in pain or happiness now, or you are happy or sad in the past, you will still remember it occasionally. This feeling is called memory. Memories always make people pity, and written records are full of room for reverie. Even if there are too many defects, everything will be beautiful under the clearness of words.

6. Who turns black hair into white hair for whom, and who spends youth into fallen flowers for whom. Who made whom laugh, who made whom cry, who held whose hand, who married whom? Who is who? It doesn’t matter whether you know the answer or not. Don’t force yourself to be who!

7. Who is for whom, the ground is a prison, and the eye of appreciation is lost. Only use your bright eyes and sober heart to find the road to the light and see the dawn that is not far away; use your appreciative eyes to look at the scenery around you, pick up those precious things, and keep them in your mind.

8. One thought turns to prosperity, and the other turns to ashes; When the world has not yet awakened, the flowers have not faded, the vines have not withered, and the stones have not rotten. I used peach blossoms as my alliance with you, withered grass as my crown, and I was your rock of promise. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely meet you. Fall in love. Stay together. Accompany each other. Whiteheads.

9. Youth is a robe filled with the long wind, rustling, fresh and bright, and never fades. Youth is a winding river. We run along the river and step on the embankment that will leave footprints, leaving footprints that are deep and shallow, either beautiful or lonely. We are running, yearning, and reminiscing. We cried, laughed, and hurt. After stepping on countless footprints, we finally understood that many things are destined to shed tears.

10. After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtain is low when drunk. Last year, when the spring regret came, the fallen flower man became independent and the tiny swift swallows flew together. I remember when Xiao Ping first met her, Luo Yi had a double heart. The strings of the pipa say lovesickness. When the bright moon was there, it returned with colorful clouds. Anywhere in the pond, the water is full of fragrance, and the silt and sludge nourish my fragrance.

11. Fireworks fly by like a dream. At that time, the letter paper of the years was covered with mist and rain, wet, like some misty and distant past events. On the day I first arrived in Wuzhen, it was misty and rainy. I held up my ink pen and oil paper umbrella and walked around on the bluestone road, stopping and walking, looking for a touching story of the small town. 2. Nice personalized signatures for girls

How many frogs do you have to kiss before you can wait for a prince?

Dear, as long as my life is good, I will be satisfied!

// The Russians in the past did not persist. Now we let each other go.

I was trying my best to save our relationship, but you destroyed it with one hand.

Because I am envious, I have to work harder.

You are always like this, because you don’t care, so you can be hurt as a matter of course! ! !

I once really loved you, but you abandoned me.

Live a simple life, write clean words, be a happy woman, face the sun, and live proudly.

If I say I love you, I must not just say it. .

Don’t give me a try. You don’t need to tell me. I know that dogs will bite when they are anxious. Oh, I told you. I will beat dogs when I am anxious.

My world does not allow you to disappear, I just want to have you selfishly,

——-------There is only 1cm left between us. I just want to look at you all the time, smile warmly at me, and then hold me in my arms.

Finally one day, I see you. The light smiled.

Who can know how many stories my indifference has experienced?

じI am also a human being who needs love, a simple, plain love, nothing more

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How much pain do you have to endure in order to get a touch of sweetness in life?

Are you also struggling with the betrayal of love and can't control yourself?

Let go. It’s my last tenderness###

I’m used to being silent and watching others’ happiness with a smile

﹌ If you don’t want to be abandoned, the best way is to abandon others first

Some words are suitable to be kept in the heart forever, and some painful words are suitable to be forgotten silently.

You completely defeated me with your perfunctory words. Cute personalized signatures for qq girls

Maybe I will never get what I want most in my life﹌

I have always wanted to find a cliff with a beautiful scenery and jump off with you. ——The beauty of death.

I am not interested in you; if you want to date me, you are not qualified. o(-"-)o

Promises are such a beautiful thing, but it’s a pity that beautiful things will never become reality

Happiness is a forbidden place // I can’t find the way in Key

- How can you be so sentimental like a seven-foot man?

Who can tell me whether Cinderella’s pumpkin carriage can be eaten?

Why should I eat it again? Grass, be someone's spare tire

¬ Why should that shameful love make me remember it?

There is no end of the road and no end of longing.

Memories are a kind of ignorance. Why should we pursue those things that we can’t go back to? 3. Girls’ classic and beautiful signatures

I want to say that the original ones are not considered classics! The following are my favorites! I picked it up on Weibo, it’s very good, I hope you can adopt it~~

Let’s just do it, we will never meet again. If we don’t look back, why don’t we forget it? All kinds of things are like water without a trace. You are no longer a stranger, but the love is far away. Things are different, people are not the same, everything is different, the past cannot be traced. Maybe it is the marriage in the past life, maybe it is the marriage in the next life. Destined to meet each other in this life, it only adds to a fruitless grudge.

A beautiful and ancient poem blooms with shame, and a poem withered and graceful. One night, one world, one day, one beauty, one smile, one look back in a state of infatuation.

You can ignore me, or you can ignore me, I will be there without making any noise. . You understand me or you don’t understand me, my heart is there, neither hot nor cold. Whether you love me or not, your hands are there, whether you marry me or not, love is there. Neither humble nor arrogant. Missing you is a wound. If you don't come often, it will break your heart. It's better not to know each other when we meet each other. It's boring to laugh and worry when the flowers are blooming.

Once the spring fades, the beauty grows old, and the flowers fall and the people die. The still water runs deep, and the music is played in the wind. The clouds and sunshine fade in the three lives, and the lights and stars disappear, and the songs are endless. Like a beautiful family, time flies like a river. I can't go back to the past. Dark clouds cover the moon, and no one is around. I can't describe how lonely I am. My heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.

The prosperity of the prosperous age cannot be compared with a cup of wine! It is better to remember the past and get drunk. The poppies are fragrant. There is no moon tonight and there is no regret. Who is obsessed with beauty at the moment! Who drinks a cup of moonlight and is melancholy! Tears melt into the snow, just like losing your youth in the passing years. After drinking the snow, you are still one year old... just sighing that the beloved is gone. The rest of my life is vast.

The light clouds and gentle wind, the dim stars and the waning moon, comfort me for a lifetime. The pale paper and sharp pen tip relieve my wandering life. One star, one month, one piece of paper, one stroke, one person, one world. Facing the prosperous world, when you wake up from a dream, you will only be left with sadness and no words for a long time. Who will accompany whom in this world, and who will relieve who's sadness?

Catkins are flying, pear blossoms are white, where does a touch of lovesickness come from. The autumn rain is cool and the chrysanthemums are yellow. Where can I feel melancholy in the cold window? After the happy words, the past is forgotten, where does the fragrant soul go? Where does the spring breeze come, and where does the wind and clouds surge? Time is like quicksand, even if the appearance is picturesque, it can still be graceful. The autumn frost has passed, the winter snow has fallen, and there are so many beauties. Where can I not recall the scenery of the past?

Each of us is a passer-by in this mortal world. Who are you fascinated by? Whose heart breaks for you? Looking back and smiling, who is the most beautiful encounter? The glitz and glamor of this world is fleeting. It is said that home is a warm harbor, but how many homes can there be in the world that can truly anchor the heart? In the vast sea of ??people, who are you staying for? Who is waiting for you? How long can the scenery of flowers in the mirror and moon in the water be treasured?

The endless journey to the end of the world, the endless sorrow of separation, the exit that cannot be found, and the curtain that cannot fall. When will the love that spans a lifetime end? So why not let the nights be desolate, let the time pass, and let you slip away from my heart. Stop worrying forever. At the intersection where we meet again, you still walk gracefully, and my heart is still like still water, not afraid of the rapids.

A mountain can't separate two people from missing each other, and the end of the world can't separate them from each other without words. I will miss you for three lifetimes, drink that bowl of Mengpo soup alone, and bury myself among the bones of the mountain. , listen quietly to the trickling water, and the gentle breeze dancing with falling flowers! Listen to the wind sing, it can't finish my lifelong thoughts, and the long flowing water can't finish my lifetime love.

Beautiful ancient style 1. Who made the string break in the end, the flowers fell on the shoulders, and the flowers fell on the shoulders, and they were in a trance. 2. How many beauties were haggard, how much lovesickness was broken, and only the blood was stained with ink and the fragrance was left to cry in the grave. 3. The boundless earth can be destroyed with one sword, where will the bustling music and songs fall. Leaning against the clouds, thousands of pots hide my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain. 4. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will be reincarnated just because of your smile. 5. I send you a song, no matter who gathers or disperses at the end of the song.

Beautiful ancient style 1. There are countless prosperous things, and I can’t help but fall in love. Thousands of threads, hundreds of twists and turns, dust flying in the mountains and rivers, laughter and colorful clothes are all luxurious. 2. It’s hard to let go of love, and it’s hard to stay in heart. Flowers facing the moonlight night turn into sand between fingers in the blink of an eye. It is better to forget each other for the rest of our lives and go back to see the faint green mountains, the distant flowing water, and the horizon. 3. The subtle fragrance floats and the flowers fall. After the flowers fall, there may not be peace.

Beautiful ancient style 1. In the dream, all the flowers have fallen, but the feeling is still lingering. The meaning is unforgettable. Although the string is broken, the music is still singing. 2. Like flowers and beautiful families, time flies by. We can’t go back to the past, but we can’t go back to the beginning. 3. Maybe it’s the marriage in the previous life, maybe it’s the fate in the next life. Meeting each other in this life by mistake only adds to a fruitless grudge. 4. One flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit. A song and a sigh, a lifetime for one person.

We want to stay together, but it is difficult to see each other, and people are heartbroken at the end of the world; love is easy to pass away, but hate is also long-lasting, and people are hesitant in dim lights; traveling through thousands of mountains, crossing thousands of rivers, two lines of tears are on the acacia road; spring flowers bloom , the autumn leaves fall, and the lingering fragrance remains after the prosperity; the drunkenness is strong, the heart is also drunk, the sleeves of the Luo shirt are dancing; thinking about the autumn water, thinking about the beloved, so close and far away is as close as a mandarin duck; the love in the past life, the debt in this life, the world is a dream of reincarnation. 4. Who has a short and beautiful personal signature for girls?

We are all the most dazzling people who are born as bright as summer flowers.

The rings of time have never stopped for anyone in their bright footsteps.

Because of your departure, the Thorn Bird is no longer strong.

At least, the feeling of my heart is still there.

An encounter only requires a look.

I know, not long after I left there. You left too.

When the wind blows away the dust, the fragrant flowers bloom, things are different and people are different.

Hidden in the mulberry fields, dressed in common clothes, but his behavior is completely different from the world.

May there be enough clouds in your life to create a beautiful dusk.

Only now do I realize that I hid it so well, even all my own pain.

I am so small that I want to occupy your heart.

Returning to this dusty city with unhealed illness.

Time tears the shadow apart and discards everything.

There are many beautiful signatures on the Aesthetic Artistic Conception Network. 5. Asking for beautiful autographs from girls

1. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng sings; the clouds and sunshine in the three lives are full of joys and sorrows.

2. There are hundreds of beauties in the world, but you are the only one I love.

3. Life can be full of joy and death without regrets.

4. Build up the eternal love and crush the deep lovesickness.

5. The river is lonely, with dark green on both sides, and your figure is standing everywhere.

6. The aura of melancholy and clear distance is a distant and untouchable sadness, like a faint cloud and a lonely moon, which can only look into the distance of the sky.

7. The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless. Dark clouds covered the moon and there were no traces of people around. It was indescribably lonely.

8. All kinds of stories are nothing more than love hurts; when people pass by the water, the bright moon is like frost.

9. Use my three lives of fireworks to exchange your confusion for a lifetime.

10. I am young and my time is wasted.

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

12. The short pavilion is short and the world is shattered. I sigh again.

13. Who made the string break in the end, and the flowers fell on the shoulders, in a trance and confusion

14. How many beauties were haggard, how much lovesickness was broken, only blood stained with ink and fragrance was left to cry on the grave.

15. The vast land can be destroyed with one sword, where will the bustling music and songs fall. Leaning against the clouds, thousands of pots hide my loneliness, even if others laugh at me in vain.

16. Let him be pure and turbid in everything, and he will be reincarnated for your smile.

17. I send you a song, no matter where you are at the end of the song.

18. Who burns the smoke and disperses the vertical and horizontal ties.

19. Listen to the broken string and cut off the three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated. If the flower is pity, it falls on whose fingertips.

20. There are trees in the mountains, but the trees have branches, and my heart is happy for you, but you don’t know it. 21. Whoever forgets each other will forget first. The ruined country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and the shadows were startling.

22. In the past, there were high-rise buildings where people could sing in the morning and sing in the evening, and there were dancing sleeves that would captivate the city and the country.

23. When all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

24. Once the spring goes, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die.

25. Your sunset, my face, whose one-third year.

26. Who are you, the pen-tip boy who thinks about you day and night, turning into songs in the deserted roads of the city.

27. Whose vermilion tear mole in the corner of the eye has fulfilled your prosperous life, and who has given you an earth-shattering and unparalleled joy with your vigilance and iron horse.

28. For the love song of the next life, I will leave it to you to fill in the words and see who the aloof king you are still.

29. The dazzling array of things blooming in the windows bring to life the years that have passed in prosperity.

30. That love song is about romance, but not about you and me.

31. When an actor enters a painting, he will live a long life.

32. Even the beautiful flowers and beautiful family are no match for the fleeting years.

33. Did anyone collect the scenery you passed by for you?

34. Is it the sadness of fate or the pain of reincarnation.

35. Traveling through whose years and ends.

36. In that prosperous time, we were so lonely that we were hurt beyond recognition.

37. Who has a panoramic view of whose beauty, who can empathize with whose sadness.

38. Walking alone to the end of the sea and the end of the world, there is no way to return, and your face is covered with frost.

39. The wonderful vines stranded on my tongue want to dance for you and finally captivate the country.

40. The night is slightly cooler, the lights are dim, the ambiguity is gone, and the music and songs are gentle. 41. Complex experiences carved deep lines into the corners of my eyes, and I turned around to carve out a flower.

42. In those prosperous years that never come to an end, an everlasting flower blooms.

43. I will come back to pawn you in the next life, and I will come back to make a blood alliance with you in the next life.

44. On the right side of happiness, there is desolation.

45. The missed years bloomed with beautiful crape myrtle flowers in the northern desert, but they wasted the spring and summer of reincarnation.

46. It is sad and sad to leave someone. Thoughts, deep thoughts. Withering and falling, sighing in sadness. Where will the prosperity continue?

47. The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays songs; the clouds and sunshine in the three lives are full of joys and sorrows.

48. The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless.

49. Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people. It is indescribable to be so lonely.

50. As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.

51. These stars are not like last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight sun.

52. In the rivers and lakes in the dream, a hundred flowers bloom, people come and go, and it is prosperous.

53. Butterflies are beautiful, but they cannot fly across the sea.

54. Finally, the mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River covered the world. After letting Hua give up, it was only a moment, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

55. Fenghua is like quicksand, and old age is like a period of time.

56. Mountains and rivers surrender, and you smile.

57. After passing through the years, I dreamed of watching the fireworks blooming by the Qushui River and the full moon.

58. The fog cleared, I woke up from the dream, and I finally saw the reality, which was the silence after thousands of sails had passed.

59. At the two ends of life, we stand on the shore of each other.

60. Destiny gathers and disperses like water, carrying the world on its back, just for a word, waiting for the next meeting.

Some are yes and some are not 6. Girls’ beautiful signatures

The best love is to put you in my heart and then forget about you.

◆◇゛Memories are memories after all. I want to hide them in my heart. Only I will care so much|▍

This is how people are, only when they are lost, Only then will you know how to cherish.

Do you know that tears are sour? Only those who have experienced it know.

I like memories the most, because memories never grow old.

But, in that memory, you forgot to mention that we were persistent.

However, in that longing, you forgot to remember that we were happy once.

Not every girl can be like Hepburn in Breakfast at Fantini, who experienced so much deception and exaggeration, and when she looks back, she still has someone who loves her.

Well, not that emotional, but I move the heart. The sea

If those lonely skies of your youth have not completely emerged from your dreams.

If I could smile at you, I would definitely not cry.

In fact, every time I receive the New Year’s money, I pretend to be embarrassed and push it away. In fact, I am really afraid that I will really push it away. .

A person who has at least one dream has a reason to be strong

The stars in the sky cry, the roses on the ground wither, one pair after another is beautiful, as long as you are with me, I am not afraid of the dark. , just afraid of heartbreak, no matter whether you are tired or not.

When I come to the end of my life, I will definitely smile when I look back. All good and evil are me. I am who I am. You don’t need to understand.

Many times, I miss it. It's a lifetime miss, don't lie to yourself that you will have another chance in the future.

In fact, the best days are nothing more than when I am making trouble and you are laughing, which makes my life so warm.

In fact, there is no such thing as empathy in the world. Unless the needle pricks someone else, they won’t know how painful it is

… 7. Nice and personalized signature

1 I have been lying on the ground for a hundred years, smiling and burning for a hundred years, just waiting for the ashes to meet you again, because your happiness is all my faith. 2 I said that I am not an angel, even if it is the right time, I still need it. The care of others, even if it gives me an extension of care, but no, nothing. 3 I don’t remember when you started flying to my window every day. As long as I stretch my hand to the sky, you will appear majestically. 4 When everything is in the past, close your eyes and still can't forget the flowers that once bloomed in your dreams. 5 I always hide in the depths of dreams and seasons, listening to the flowers and the night sing all the nightmares, all the prosperity, all the prosperity. Cut off the origin of all memories 6 The fireworks on the other side have finally faded, and the sacred fire of the temple is dying. I see your child-like smile, and you ask, when the heaven collapses, will our crimes be forgiven in the end? 7 I want to know, those, in a hurry Whose thoughts are taken away by the flock of birds flying south? 8 I forgot which day of which year, which month, and which wall I carved a face on, a face that smiled, looked sad, and stared at me. 9 Will the love engraved on the back of the chair be like the flowers on the cement, blooming in the windless forest forever? 10 Time is not waiting for me, it is you who forgot to take me away. 11 I always feel the most, those The black tide breaks on the cliff, but forgets that in the wheel of life, it blooms quietly season by season, and then quietly withers, the sunflower has no way out. 12 We smiled and said, we, stay at the original place of time, in fact, we have been there for a long time. Being swept away silently by the torrent 13 I always like to squat down and look at the traces of time on the ground, like rows of ants, crossing my memory 14 If the memory is as solid as steel, should I smile or cry? If the memory Corroded like steel, is this a ringed city or a ruin? 15 Whenever I look at the sky, I don’t like to talk anymore. When I don’t talk, I don’t dare to look at the sky. 16 If that alley is sleeping Summer, blue, slate, white, flying birds, the door at the end opens and closes, time stops, I hear the gears, click~click 17 I always wonder if my memory lives on the long street head, and my growth rings died at this end of the long street 18 Have you always been like this, quietly, staring at the sunset, homeless, sad 19 Who is playing the restless breathing and cadence wantonly I gradually forget the colors, the twilight years, the close-ups of sounds and colors, and return to the thirteen-year-old branches with buds. 20 If there is a next life, I will be a cactus, living lonely but contentedly. 21 A moment of love on the way, unexpectedly earned He took us to live a whole life, and he was as happy as dying. After that moment of sweetness, there was a huge and hidden suffering. 22 We knew clearly that those who should leave would always leave, but why in the end, there was no time to even say goodbye. 23 People have to live. Try to be happy, because you will die for a long time24 We always grow old too fast, but we grow wise too slowly25 I am always afraid of losing myself in the complicated daily trivialities, so I choose a short-term escape26 Everyone has a belonging Our own forest, maybe we have never walked through it, but it is always there and will always be there. The lost people are lost, and the people who meet will meet again. 27 I just don’t like the sun, and I don’t like those noisy alien halls. When I put my mouth on other people's faces, no matter what they want, I will resist with silence.

I just don’t like confusion or a bunch of nonsense articles. Angels also have tears. He understands my desires and gives me the wings of God. There was also a poor child, looking for a lonely posture under the night sky, unable to understand the cold sarcasm, and wrote words that turned into tears.

Some people talk naggingly, some people lie without blushing, You En enjoys a happy vacation at the beach, and some people scavenge under the sunset. And I only have a pair of silent eyes, wishing every pain peace from the bottom of my heart, just like the proud face of the princess in the end of the world, leaving the last to time.

28 The wind blows the petals like broken passages of time, and your smile sways and sways, becoming the most beautiful embellishment in my life. Look at the sky, the snow, and the deep shadows of the seasons. 29 After several reincarnations Secrets turned into the earth's crust, love reveals its pale profile, venting its crystal-clear confession, ancient ancient music passes through the gap of the soul 30 When I turn around, I greet the green farewell behind me, the call of a few words, behind me, bit by bit, the sea, the deep love Pentium grass, buried my ups and downs of reluctance, departure, heart's scruples, thoughts wandering, mind's fantasy 31 I remember when I was young, you loved to chat and I loved to laugh. Once we sat side by side under the peach tree, the wind was blowing Birds are chirping in the treetops. I don’t know why I have fallen asleep. I know how many flowers have fallen in my dreams. 32 That winter was like flying Prajna. You bloomed a bright branch but broke three branches of memory. Whose silence took away whose bright clothes? , whoever refuses to take the curtain call will always be prosperous, the desolation under forbearance blooms one, two, and three fragments, the place where endless memories come from is crowded with angels with vague faces, there is no sadness, overgrown with sad grass, in the grass The wasted years, the years flying south, the Mohe River, the north of the North Star, the broken strings, the tombs of the darkened soul, and I, from ancient times, have been standing in the wind, The hunter who has lost his memory has no origin and no return. He is free, lonely, unruly, unruly, ferocious, gentle, wandering, and eternal. The deeper the hurt, the deeper the feeling. I really want to listen to it again. ヤ?说.{'[.wǒ爱?.]﹏. ⑩衯╰>爈福ヤ┈Let your tears sparkle into perfect memories. 8. Nice personalized signature

1 I have been crawling for a hundred years, smiling and burning for a hundred years, just waiting to meet you again in ashes, because your happiness is all my belief 2 I said that I am not Angels, even in heaven, need others' care, even if they give me an extension of care, but no, nothing. 3 I don't remember when you started, you fly to my window every day, as long as I stretch my hands and think of the sky , you will appear proudly 4 When everything is in the past, close your eyes and still can’t forget the flowers that once bloomed in your dreams 5 I always hide in the depths of dreams and seasons, listening to flowers and night singing Sing all the nightmares, sing all the prosperity, sing all the origins of memories 6 The fireworks on the other side have finally faded, and the sacred fire of the temple is dying. I see your child-like smile, and you ask, when the heaven collapses, will our crimes be forgiven in the end? 7 I want to know whose thoughts those birds flying south has taken away. 8 I forgot which day of which year, which month, which wall I carved a face with a smile on. Sad, staring at my face 9 Will the love engraved on the back of the chair be like the flowers on the cement, blooming forever in the windless forest 10 Time is not waiting for me, it is you who forgot to take me away 11 I always feel the most about the cliffs where the black tide breaks, but I forget that in the wheel of life, the sunflowers quietly bloom and wither quietly season after season. 12 We smile and say, we stay in time. In fact, the original place has long been swept away silently by the torrent. 13 I always like to squat down and look at the traces of time on the ground, like rows of ants, passing through my memory. 14 If the memory is as solid as steel, I Should you smile or cry? If the memory is corroded like steel, then is this a ringed city or a ruin? 15 Whenever I look at the sky, I don’t like to talk anymore. When I don’t talk, I don’t dare to look at the sky. 16 That alley is like a sleeping summer, blue, slate, white, flying birds, the door at the end opens and closes, time stops, I hear the gears, click~click 17 I always think about my memory Do you live at the other end of the long street, and my growth rings die at this end of the long street? 18 Have you always been like this, quietly, staring at the sunset, homeless, and sad? 19 Who is so presumptuous? Playing the irritated breath, gradually forgetting the color in the cadence, the late years, the close-up of the sound and color, returning to the thirteen-year-old branch, with buds 20 If there is a next life, I will be a cactus, living lonely but contentedly 21 Road A moment of love on the way actually earns us to live a lifetime, and we are willing to die. After that moment of sweetness, there is a huge and hidden suffering 22. We know clearly that those who should leave will always leave, but why in the end, even It’s too late to say goodbye 23 People should live as happily as possible, because you will die for a long time 24 We always grow old too fast, but we get wise too slowly 25 I am always afraid of losing myself in the complicated daily trivialities, so I choose a short life - Escape 26 Everyone has his own forest. Maybe we have never walked through it, but it has always been there and will always be there. Those who are lost are lost, and those who meet will meet again. 27 I just don’t like the sun. I don’t like those noisy strangers who talk in other people’s faces. Whatever they want, I resist with silence.

I just don’t like confusion or a bunch of nonsense articles. Angels also have tears. He understands my desires and gives me the wings of God. There was also a poor child, looking for a lonely posture under the night sky, unable to understand the cold sarcasm, and wrote words that turned into tears.

Some people talk naggingly, some people lie without blushing, You En enjoys a happy vacation at the beach, and some people scavenge under the sunset.

And I only have a pair of silent eyes, wishing every pain peace from the bottom of my heart, just like the proud face of the princess in the end of the world, leaving the last to time.

28 The wind blows the petals like broken passages of time, and your smile sways and sways, becoming the most beautiful embellishment in my life. Look at the sky, the snow, and the deep shadows of the seasons. 29 After several reincarnations Secrets turned into the earth's crust, love reveals its pale profile, venting its crystal-clear confession, ancient ancient music passes through the gap of the soul 30 When I turn around, I greet the green farewell behind me, the call of a few words, behind me, bit by bit, the sea, the deep love Pentium grass, buried my ups and downs of reluctance, departure, heart's scruples, thoughts wandering, mind's fantasy 31 I remember when I was young, you loved to chat and I loved to laugh. Once we sat side by side under the peach tree, the wind was blowing Birds are chirping in the treetops. I don’t know why I have fallen asleep. I know how many flowers have fallen in my dreams. 32 That winter was like flying Prajna. You bloomed a bright branch but broke three branches of memory. Whose silence took away whose bright clothes? , whoever refuses to take the curtain call will always be prosperous, the desolation under forbearance blooms one, two, and three fragments, the place where endless memories come from is crowded with angels with vague faces, there is no sadness, overgrown with sad grass, in the grass The wasted years, the years flying south, the Mohe River, the north of the North Star, the broken strings, the tombs of the darkened soul, and I, from ancient times, have been standing in the wind, The hunter who has lost his memory has no origin and no return. He is free, lonely, unruly, unruly, ferocious, gentle, wandering, and eternal. The deeper the hurt, the deeper the feeling. I really want to listen to it again. ヤ?说.{'[.wǒ爱?.]﹏. ⑩衯╰>爈福ヤ┈Let your tears sparkle into perfect memories.? SleepingzzZ is noisy.

|Even if it is the end of the world? .┈→you ╱ . I'm used to not being around anyone.

..〆〃 ╲ True love requires courage√I really love you~~~~ ╱╲ ╱Liang╱﹎：┊ From now on╱hui╱ ╲╱ I will be happy every day┅o^ò ^. (_Time can change everything___╭.

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