Life is eight bitterness: birth, old age, illness, death, love to leave, resentment for a long time, longing and letting go.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

There are hundreds of charms and thousands of reds in the world, but you are my favorite.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

Only elegance, but never peerless.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

To what extent can people love?

Love can still smile quietly on the surface, but its heart is aging at an alarming rate that ordinary people can't find until it finally dries up.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

If the clouds are flowing, the priority is not unexpected. Quiet as a deep pool, the wind blows.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

Eyes as lonely as lonely winter snow, blurred as lonely summer night. Staring at the place, the world of mortals Ran Ran, weak water to do 3000.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

? If that day comes, I hope you will remember me. ?

? If that day comes, I will protect what you cherish, and then I will go with you. ?

? If that day comes, you must wait for me patiently by the Naihe Bridge, don't walk too fast, and don't walk too fast. ?

? If that day really comes, Fang Junqian will definitely pursue you in heaven and earth, whether it is poverty or death. ?

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

Clouds roll and clouds are comfortable, and you can't witness the vicissitudes of life. The evening breeze blows gently, and it is only a moment's stay.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

That year, you were better in white than snow, and he was as red as fire. Not a marriage, not a red line. No ifs, only the first sight. Bamboo forests meet, mountains meet temples. You are aloof, Leng Yan, you are independent; He is rebellious, evil and supercilious. The same seventeen, the same

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of secular times"

Peach branch is a promise, heaven is a witness, this feeling is above, he searched the green void, below, it is yellow spring.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of secular times"

Seven parts manpower, three parts providence. The heart remains the same, everything remains the same, and life is done by yourself.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

Looking back 500 times in my life, I can only get a brush in the afterlife. I would like to fold the most peaches for you, see all the beautiful scenery in the world, and try my best to exchange your sincere smile, peach branches for promises, red scarves and red ropes, and dedicate them to the bustling world in troubled times. This situation is above, he searches the green void, below, the yellow spring.

Prosperity in troubled times

My road twists and turns, through a hidden valley, every fame and fortune has become a mirage, and a flower blooms into a world.

An old man with a leaf and a Buddha, though brilliant, is also a Buddhist.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of secular times"

Peach blossoms only grow for those who are moved by feelings, and bloom for those who have lost their feelings.

Poor world-prosperous times in troubled times

I am the master of my own fate.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

You are not a god, nor a sky. Even if you are a god, you can't force me to do anything.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

? If this Hou dies, will sapphire shed a tear for me?

Until a long time later, when both of them were reduced to ashes, when the prosperity was exhausted, when the sea became a mulberry field, when people repeated the legend of thousands of years ago and tasted the answer that was always dusty from the moonlight.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

If I have to draw my sword sooner or later, I'd rather draw my sword before I lose it. If life is so cruel, I would rather climb to the highest peak and let all beings crawl at my feet!

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

If I do what I want, I will rely on him, sit in Wan Li and enjoy a hundred years of loneliness.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

Blue sky and yellow land, life and death are intertwined with red dust. Only this song of troubled times is left, and Shengshi is waiting for you to make peace.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

If God really loves you, why should he abandon you in this tragic struggle?

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

The blue sky is the farthest distance in the world. One is in the sky and the other is underground, just like businessmen in the night sky, they can never be together.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of secular times"

The blue sky is the farthest distance in the world. One is in the sky and the other is underground, just like businessmen in the night sky, they can never be together.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of secular times"

The peerless and arrogant are also human beings, and naturally they have their own likes and dislikes.

It's just that the world only cares whether they fly high or not, and doesn't care whether they are tired or not.

A swan chooses to fly in a wider sky than a sparrow, and is doomed to be more lonely.

The only difference, for incomparable and arrogant, is all the differences.

Apart from the stunning and invincible aura overhead, they are just two ordinary young people.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

Fang Junqian, who laughed at that moment, looked like Xiao Qingyu. Wuqi, you suddenly want to cry. To what extent can people love?

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

Don't say that I am helpless, overthrowing the world just to hug you; Don't say that you have given up your life and sent it away with me. Don't say that we have red scarves on peach branches, and the red line is blue and yellow.

The ink left by the sea "exhausted the prosperity of the world in the era of disaster"

Flowers are flying all over the sky and colorful flowers are falling. Under the peach trees, pink petals are falling in the hair and skirts of Yi Xue teenagers. Lonely and sad. He sat quietly in a luxurious wheelchair with his head slightly lowered and his eyelids half open. He can only see the shadows cast by long eyelashes on his cold, snow-white face and the noble cinnabar between his eyebrows.

Poor world-prosperous times in troubled times

In fact, I am willing to pour all my strength in exchange for your sincere smile.

The heritage of the sea is "the prosperity of the world in troubled times";