A zero-degree kiss, very cold

The lonely shadow is often accompanied by the lamp, you write at night, and I set in the dim yellow. The wind wrinkles the vagueness of the misty waves and wants to blow away the memory about you. You meditate in the world of mortals, and I practice the Buddha in purple. The landing point of the story is full of suspense, there is no format drift, who knows in which way we will meet the final normalization. Dark Iris is an ethereal Jedi, mournful words who open the pattern of fate, meet is pain, parting is sacrifice.

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Everything is cause and effect, so there is no need to exclaim. Spring, inadvertently dissipates. I began to recall that you gave me a gentle look. And, you look forward to it. Some pictures have been annihilated forever, like peach blossoms burning, can not smell fragrant, but also do not complain. A tear was air-dried, the most wonderful part of the ups and downs, finally settled, the Summer Solstice spring is late. The sound of the flute is still the same, flying catkins dance into smoke, beads curtains roll. Who? Lit the twilight blossoms.

If you don't want me to cry, you are not allowed to admit defeat. If life is a reunion after a long separation, then I will spend the rest of my life with you through all the wind and rain. If you can still cry, you will feel that you are alive. If you are awake, you must open your eyes and wait for the dawn to illuminate the bleak heart in the darkest moment. If you can touch, just want to put your hand on your heart, not to touch your heat, but to feel that the rhythm is related to me. Dream is a kind of helplessness, yearning is a boundless sea, if each other wither and fall in the most beautiful years, then let the autumn wind and leaves bury you and me together, there will be no soul wandering alone. 21 grams of ferry, more or less affectionate hug, and then let the years bleach. Fall asleep in your arms if you can, never wake up, dream for thousands of years.

Empty cup, shielded the world, began to sleep, perhaps God is too ruthless, always want to take away the best time, live up to the Tathagata, hehe! We couldn't let anyone down, so we had to beat ourselves up a thousand times, and then we became puppets. There is still a little bit of remaining warmth, you must remember who I am to you.

With me a scar hot in exchange for three thousand sadness, at night every tick of the bell are knocked on the heart, the pain has become, safe and sound! Zero-degree kiss, it's cold! The words are frozen when there is no exit. In this way, the two of them look at each other, the words of love can not stand the wind and cold, and the heart is broken on the road of hesitation. Looking back at you is my deep love, I am your floating life in the past, just like the wind full of sweet-scented osmanthus, late, slightly blowing has turned yellow! I once put you on my heart, but you gave me the despair of zero kiss!

After the rain, the night slightly cold worried about drifting in the heart, writing down but speechless, a song listened to N times, tears but dripping into a Wang Quan vague eyes can not see the sunny day. There is no pen and ink in the missing story, but what is blooming gradually is that silly words are also warm, half of the moon is missing, who is ferrying in the sky? You are my sail, even if shattered, there is no resentment for you. Looking for the familiar breath, my dream never woke up. In your chest, leave my lipstick, if there are tears is also sweet. Never give up, that is, forever; green hair pull, between thrushes; sparse shadow away, in front of the window.

The call of the distant mountains is the green sprout, those nameless florets, blooming to the most fascinating, perhaps carrying out the promise of the end of life. The wind lifted the curtain and the clouds rose at the beginning, but they were also quiet and gentle. A moment of peace and understanding. No dodge, a moment of stay, remember for the rest of my life. Unconsciously close, far away, those who do not know what to do are passing by. The dark river is surging, and those who stop are those who are insignificant. My eyes can not hold those dirty, tears washed away the pain of the bone feeling. Instantly old, the fate of the world heavy rain, cold, the soul is frozen, the taste of the seal, bitter, poisonous, painful

Not all the loneliness can be confided, the poplar flying flowers in disorder, the catkins all over the sky! Just like the bitterness and spiciness in the sea of heart, out of control! Birds are chirping, there is no goodbye at night, only the wind, break the casserole to ask who broke the heart in the end! A song of wind and dust, dry tears, whose kiss? Now time has no travel companion, tick-tock penetrates eternity, fleeting years like water chaos floating life. I dare not knock on the lintel of the moon and wait for someone in the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus. The shadow is like startling Hong, the star son is drunk, no one needs to understand? Listen to those insincere, cruel loners. The sun finally penetrated the shadow of the clouds, my lonely wrong completion of the bones of a poem in May, is absolutely silent.

Some things will turn into disaster, but once put down, it is also a relief, as light as the wind. Some words are just words, and some things are like what happened in a dream, so you won't remember it soon. There will be a lot of love in a lifetime, but love will become a lock in a corner of the heart, and it is a monument not to touch it. If the flower is fruitless, it slowly becomes a waste called enlightenment.

The scenery of every journey of life can not be copied. If you meet, you will cherish your fate, and if you miss it, you will wish good luck and peace. Let go of those tired greed and give yourself a clear blue sky. Grateful for those who met, let me learn to cherish, learned to be a little better to myself. Never cheat, it is a stain, become an indelible disability. Some of the pain can not be hidden, some hands should not be held casually, unable to control everything tomorrow is bullshit.

If you get separated, smile, you let me go through the cold of a thousand sails, but I give you the remaining warmth, with those unbearable memories, no regrets, just a moment of light, can not achieve each other's day. When the sun crosses the horizon, the heart will read silently, live up to today's expectant eyes, love yourself, love life, love the inadvertent arrival of tomorrow. If you love me, you can walk into my melancholy and focused eyes. Apart from actions, all words are the most hypocritical lies, not to expose is to leave the final dignity

Words: sunny light