In the fleeting time, he Zeng was sad

In a bad mood, the sky is so dusty and lonely! The tip of the pen trembled and wrote down those people who once cared about me, suddenly felt relieved about the gradual alienation. We are not who, and how can we extend that caring heart to eternity? Once, once, those once, were all labeled with this desolate word, telling me that it was just once! With the warm spring breeze, at the beginning of summer, we are separated from acquaintance to camera, from familiarity to strangeness, from familiarity to alienation! Looking at the cold beauty in the world, this feeling is very light but luxurious! A wisp of spring breeze wanted to take away all of this, but found that no matter how hard the effort was, it was in vain. Across the streets, such desolation tells the sorrow of separation. Our world once splashed with ripples because of your appearance. The blue waves rippled with the wind, and you didn’t know where to go? Mountain-haired, boundless, WHO and hand-in-hand of time? If life is just like the first sight, why does the other side say lightly: how are you now? But I can’t read a tiny bit from my eyes? Who has no regrets after saying goodbye? Maybe you can revisit the missed scenery several times, then what about the time? Whose appearance disturbed whose beat, and whose departure caused inexplicable sorrow? If the rain silk symbolizes sorrow, who can bear the condensed little by little? What is left in the rainy season after the barren flower season? The wind of time blows the maple leaf of memory, the rain of time, and the picture scroll of memory. I don’t need you to understand my mind, and I don’t need you to pity my loneliness! Forgotten, am that 1.1 drop, lost and actually you that single-minded heard most readable through is mind, unpredictable is heart. Who dares to say, we have no trouble, who dares to say, this world is full of beauty? The prosperity ended, and what emerged was the coolness of that side. A person raises a glass to the moon, even if what he has is just a cup of green tea, it also has a unique intoxicating fragrance!

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