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How can I tear my heart with such a beautiful love.

jiemucehua.cnIt is said that life is like a play, but why always direct the ending of others at the beginning. There is no trace of yesterday in the known ending. Taste all kinds of pear garden taste, flowing days will wither. You see, you are still the green clothes in the play, performing a beautiful death scene with your soul under the flowers.Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, return to the hometown, just want to see the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court like this; go or stay, look at the clouds in the sky unintentionally.

Secretly love a person who will never fall in love with you, what he means to you: once a daydream, then a night dream.In this world, there are always many stubborn people who pour their deep feelings into a stream of clouds, a curtain of dreams and a play. And infatuation itself is a lonely journey, if you can't bear the cold and cool, don't start. Sometimes, to be a person of love and righteousness will be more tired than a person of indifference and indifference.I am a lonely actor, sitting in the autumn dusk, recalling the past like water clouds. I think I can find my true body by covering the important door of time. In this troubled world, I always use my own tears to dress up the bitterness of others. I'm a cool and thin actor, and fate has carved a warm and cold brand in my palm. Let me be a desolate actor, sitting alone in the thin fireworks, watching a period of old time indifferently.

The morning of parting, melancholy if lost, send you to leave, with messy text sustenance under the blue sky of Acacia.Letting go doesn't mean giving up. It doesn't mean you lose. It just means that you know at that moment it's time to let go and move on.

A miss has been hidden in the bottom of my heart for a long time. I'm afraid that the strength of camouflage will disintegrate. Every bit of softness is the lingering between fingers. A tear is hidden in my eyes. I'm afraid that I will bow my head and that tear will fall and crush my heart.

jiemucehua.cnEven if you and I are at the equator and the north pole, as long as we hold back and do not embrace, our world will not fall.The rain stopped.

I have a lot of attention.The other is that summer is warm and warm.

My heart is the heart of the sunThe love of the moon is love.