If love has an afterlife, there is no need to give each other a promise of eternity

When it comes to love, there is always a fire where the situation is dangerous. It has nothing to do with winning or losing, it is a kind of silent watch and pay, those who do not know how to cherish will be forgotten, let love wander. Don't look back what you missed. Happiness at the next stop is waiting for us to sign.

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The world of mortals is rolling, turning the corner is to meet love, to meet you; to turn around is to fulfill you and bless you. Tianya bright moon Acacia breeze, how can the clouds be sent! Don't say a word, give up, forget. If you are sad, you will pretend. The moment of heartbeat, the pain rolled the tears into the bead curtain. I wanted to stay with you forever, but once I turned around, there were no twists and turns. The biggest sigh in life is the one you think you love and rub your shoulders! If you want to spend your whole life, you will become a beautiful family member in other people's arms. Time can not be fixed in one day, those long-cherished wishes have no answer, like fleeting years, their heads are three feet blue. Dignity repels yearning, beacon smoke for thousands of miles, a person can see alone. There is no need for the king's world, pity!

With silence to avoid all the uneasiness, two days a finger cut twice, perhaps absent-minded, and then bleeding to know the pain. I don't know how difficult it is to live a floating life. I can't cope with it again and again, my throat is a little smoky, my heart is overloaded, and something will beat wildly. Just want to live a quiet and simple life, not to disturb a trace of wind, not to wake up a cloud, content with their own small world, living without trace.

Circle around, how to draw a perfect, melancholy eyes can not see the sunny day, not angry attitude in the face of the difficulties of life, has become the default habit. Flowers bloom to see the Buddha's scriptures can not pacify the moment of heartbreak, helpless hands hold each other tightly. Tears can be swallowed silently, pain learned to hide in reality. Even if there are feelings turn, layer clouds cover the moon is not sunny. Do not want to let tears burn into the sea, but dripped into beads. If you can live in Changan, who is willing to wander into a lone goose.

The seasons are changing, but I draw a circle on the ground between square inches as if the prison cannot move forward. If you don't wake up, let the long sleep accompany me through the bleak tomorrow. Turn the mountain to the water to the pagoda, look for thousands of times in the dream, just because one more look at their own fall, floating life can only be a hundred years, drunken laughter can be a few days! I have tears streaming down my face, but only I can see it. Silence painted a pen, three thousand robberies in life, if you do not wear a mask, how to give up! If you don't wear a mask, the tears will burn into rain. There are 108 Buddhas on the mountain. I ask you for peace and contentment. A dream of water and moon in the mirror, what you can keep is that you are not stained with dust, don't miss it in the next life, and cherish each other. The greatest tragedy of life can only be seen from afar, and even forgetting has exhausted the hottest drops of blood in my heart.

To see and not to see is to read, to say or not to think of! Draw a piece of plain plum and pick up the lost Jingmei. You are the follower of my life. When the eyes take off the tiredness of the day, the telepathy sleeps in the dark again. Without Fandai, without makeup, I am the white rose in ink. If you still have the aftertaste of love in your eyes, can you use tenderness to inlay a happy ending? Chasing a curtain of dreams, reversing the misplaced meeting, when the wind blows away the so-called eternity, love is just a season of scenery in loneliness. When I fell in love with the eyes of Xingzi that night, my cold face flashed lonely. Think much, write forever with a piece of paper forever, however, time verified the answer, the so-called consummation, like the naughty blink of an eye of the star.

The shallow summer wind is filled with sorrow, how much I want to hold you, freeze what I have in my life. And you, hiding behind the wall, grow a red bean that does not belong to me. There is a kind of love called letting go. Instead of waiting in the entanglement, it is better to start all over again in the summer wind. Unpack the bag of love and exile the heart. Who says love is long, but a trace of rouge hot, the wind will wither, yellowing. Footsteps turn around in loneliness, tears instantly cut off the desire to miss you. This cruel picture, how to imagine forever! The sweetness in love is a toxic wisp of smoke. The shadow will also be lonely, instead of spinning in a teardrop, it is better to be completely closed in a trace of ink. Since you can't be an umbrella in my heart, don't appear in front of me. You, can not give me a forever, then remember our happy moment. Quiet night, accidentally think of, is also a kind of wordless warmth. What on earth is love? No matter how you write, it's sad. Loneliness shuttles in the palmprint, what should I use in exchange for the resurrection of romance?

If love has an afterlife, will you and I meet again? just because I take one more look, it hurts my eyes. There is no need to give each other a promise of eternity, just like the breeze fell in love with the flowers of Pingting, drunk is drunk. Love! Is a kind of mood, but also instinct. If love can go back to the past, I want to accompany you with a smile. Do not plant red beans, just look at your eyes, shyness is also pure. Suddenly smile, a drunk pour the city. Tears gradually blurred the mood, can not remember your figure. Miss is a kind of belonging, belong to you and me, a moment bright night verdant, a moment the sky has cleared up.

Turn off zero-degree love, Murray no longer has passion. Also want to clear the memory, but the heartache at night, can not let the erratic shadow light. The heart is like a firefly, there is no lamp in the dark. If you accidentally meet my bleak mood, would you like to? Say a word to Cunping: in shallow summer, the sky will clear up after rain. Fell in love with your loneliness, who would like to pull three feet of red Aya for me? A person keeps company with the shadow, guarding the deep feelings of the night, gluing his tears into cold crystals. The stars are drunk, and I am really tired. If you feel sorry for my loneliness, then take good care of yourself, do not stay up late at night to write sad words. Love, is the colorful clouds, the most extreme burning. Even if it is only for a moment, it is already the most beautiful enchanting in life. My relief is not to disturb, if you are well, blessing is medicine! It doesn't matter how much to cure the deficit, whether it is fate or robbery. Zero-degree kiss breaks the heart and soul. If love is just a moment, after that affectionate snuggle, gently turn around and plant spiritual roots in half an acre of flower fields: a promise of deep love, a thousand and thousand fathom.

Words: sunny light