You're not here today, and let You beauty me down again. I do not know how many times, I can not remember. Anyway, also used to, you know, I know, you are used to.
But failure is one of the most impolite behavior, as long as you can understand, but it is the best.
Today you didn't come. At night I lay in bed to sleep, holding a pillow insomnia, tears like a broken line of Pearl Dripping, said unmanly to cry, but I can't do in the night.
I really did not expect to be so, but heaven, life and death do us apart.
Depressed, helpless, helpless, I was in tears.
Not you do not love, but you can not love.
Like can not penetrate the wall of the secular, and can not walk away from the pain of the fence.
You want to love, but not love, that kind of taste is the most bitter, but also the most helpless.
You are the most beautiful girl, my heart for you chug thudding, I can not love for you, like to control of your obsession You beauty. Really a bit worried, those hysterical impulse, in a swing Yiman of agitate me, I can't do it in that way, I to you swore, can never be hurt you, but can not do the things I am sorry you.
I love the people, please do not give me what? As long as you give me a memory, a glance is enough.
Actually, I am very worried about you, afraid you can not get out of the swamp of pain, afraid you give up on themselves, and even make me unexpected things. But, I do to you, because I love you too much, I want to be with you, to share the wonderful time of love.
Love is like this, after losing to know the value of love, you say?
Maybe life, encountered difficulties and setbacks is not love to measure, like the guess the marriage, such as the Cowherd and the girl weaver, also in July seven see.
The world of the girl, I just love you a.
Not love, but the most important thing is love.
I feel and love you You beauty, and I have experience in your body.
A devotion in imperceptible in, like the subtle feeling, always in around with me, perhaps this is the feeling of love it?
Love a person hard, don't love a person more difficult.
I can't forget the most, is that you speak softly. Do you like the silent lark, I love singing in the branches. I know your heart, your beauty, your love is like every act and every move, I love music in toggle chord.
Like your gentle quiet distance You beauty, appease my heart. You are not in the cold, but so warm, like the summer bright, dazzling light. Your beauty is so crystal clear, like a transparent pearl, inlaid in the beautiful tree top. The tender bud, and the bright green in your bath, like people's eye, that beautiful feelings regeneration. In my heart to build a dream, you like a beautiful pearl called blink I couldn't help but in my heart I want to hope. You like the beautiful transparent, will grow in my beautiful branches, is so beautiful and suspense.
Would like you in my branches, and a drop of heart rhyme, there is no longer any colder, like the beautiful day every day, like your beautiful, pay so gentle and beautiful, like your graceful and beautiful dream, is pacing back and forth in my acacia trees, wandering. You are in our hearts and a touch of beautiful warm You beauty, like your fragrance spread in my stupid looking for dreams, like I see you tranquil beauty and beautiful and moving appearance, full my heart my love.
I saw you light and beautiful watery appearance, good love. You like a smart Xinyu song, dancing in my heart. I like to caress attentively your beauty, I like with love for you catch, you like from the fairy came down from the heavens, shake off the a wisp of a veil, the beautiful transparent, like the beauty of the stars shining in my eyes.
You are the one I like to come, like in a short moment, to see your beauty, so called my heart. I cherish your beautiful, like you that glittering and translucent, in the flowers gorgeous, colorful leaves when, a potential beautiful on the inside. I like coiling the beautiful crystal to, from joy to move, I laying beautiful scenery on for you. Just as you in my beautiful branches, encounter between the branches of a tree, that are closely linked, figure is pulled, love, such as the heart want to, waiting for you around the corner reports. You are my garden of love, is my head with crystal clear.
You look like a bright transparent, pure, bright stars, hanging in the head You beauty. I dream of the fence in wait, like a web of love, call me passion, want to be in high and vigorous spirits. Like every day to see the sunshine, that is the most beautiful hope, see you, is a kind of happiness and intoxicated. I like to snatch in the dream, in love in the aftertaste. You are real, so that I am moved, like the tears of my joy, that is in your dreams.
Every day of my life, I am taking your beauty. You clear smart appearance, good gratifying. I see you like calm water, feel the charm of you are not here, but in your heart. Although you looks very casual, like love to grab beautiful flowering, like your hidden in the heart, the selfless love devoted to here.
You never go to choose what is noble and humble, you are so make no exception to love, to bloom. Regardless of tree height thin short, the weather changes, and you have spilled your beautiful ecstatic, like the strokes of incense, in the beautiful season, want to love, love dream, that dream flower.
All relieved and wandering, all active and dreams, in your life where root. You are the source of happiness in my life, is a pulse to a loving bond, you beautiful traces like spilled on my face, engraved in your heart, that is I faintly feel a never had the pain. It is a happy and beautiful pain, is you leave me a source of chi.
Your beautiful flowers, you dew allure of love, I really can't without you, like your gentle flower of fragrant mark in my lips, the cradle of the dream, infinite beauty.
There is a long time in the past , or thinking about writing something to record, after all, when I remember this time, you can have a reason to remember me.
The most recent experience is that I understand how to be a happy person. Perhaps, I most of the time will be very happy, but can not be denied, in a lot of laughs, I did not really want to laugh, perhaps the heart can not say things hide displeasure. Gradually, I will be used to the feeling of the negative impact of this feeling, may not make me and so many.
Time is very good, I think I would like to have a story, a very long story, in this story began to move from the flat to the ups and downs, from the ups and downs. Finally, when the story is in the code page white paper on the leaves of more and more time, I know that I have gone through a number of road. Even though life is still the same, but those who have already set off the waves, will be in a long time, there is a unique taste .
Like light music in a pool, to tell the one not vivid stories, I began to learn not so impetuous towards life, I can now more willing to the static under heart to, go to the quiet of watching a movie, write a paragraph of text, listen to a song. May not be in order to get a feeling of sublimation, but I think this kind of life, do not need to think, do not need to spend a lot of effort, you can get a little bit of satisfaction. I was lazy, but this can not be dull to dull life, but not many people look forward to?
This semester, see also the past. Remember what happened in this semester, and can not remember much, but remember that it is changing me, those people, those things, those of the campus landscape, the rain. Feeling this semester, I may be a lot of things I have never wanted to do. I thought that I could stick to my principles, but those who are not well known for the reason why this kind of inexplicable break my principles. A man without principle is so funny, of course I don't think I'm funny, I'm confident that I'm right. Until I can't say any more reason to make up for the pain, I don't know how stupid I am.
Many people will see you happy, but very few people see you not happy. That's because you have to be strong and smile, you want to tell the whole world, you are very happy. And the truth is, you don't know what makes you happy. Funny! Because you don't know what to do. Those can accompany tell yourself the truth, thank you, although you soldiers did not give me to solve those problems, but let my heart stone, loose a lot, so I can not so big of gasping for breath, did say I am very tired very tired.
I think a lot of ideas, but only a few of the last few of my dreams. As I put many things this year, I think very good, but now one thing did not finish. I not only feel funny, at least in this matter, I deviate from the so-called principle. However, I still can find some excuse to stall, I didn't finish off those things. Dreams do so much, but died in the dream, and did not realize in the dream. When I think what I can do, I forget what I can do? So what did not do, you can not do the time .
This time also met a lot of people, but these people can keep the relationship, but very few. Those people are so inexplicable to me one of them, those who return to the head, more people who stopped in your city, but became a good friend of you. Have to say, the world is uncertain, no one knows the next moment. So, I am afraid of the people who cherish, will not be like this sentence, not careful to become a traveler...... And not a careless white head.
Suddenly thought of a time ago to write a story without any circumstances; there was a child, he always so love to laugh, and every time the eyes are so clear, clear and exciting. But suddenly one day, the next heavy rain, and the rain is full of dust, rain and dust mixed together, so that the original crystal rain, become turbid. Of course, the child does not know how the rain water, he should not have been so worried about before the rain shower. But, muddy rain drops, in his eyes, the moment eyes full of filth. Make him smile, in the eyes of the clear, so that he could not be as happy as before. Children grow up, in the period he also sought a lot of doctors, to cure his eyes, although not as clear as before, but in his eyes a bit of melancholy, the kind of melancholy, the man and found himself proud of the place. Once the experience made him not like the rain, even in the rainy days to learn to avoid. Later, he fell in love with the sun, the bright sun, so warm on his body, he knew that the feeling is what he wanted. He began to immerse in the sunshine, and he thought that the day would pass, just as he had forgotten that his eyes were full of melancholy, not the clear. But one day, the weather is hot, the man is like the usual, in the sun to enjoy. But this time, a strong ultraviolet ray shot the man's eyes. This moment his world was dark, and he formed a blank mind.
A melancholy dream, such as Bing creamYou beauty, how far, how double Yuanyang? Who knows the meaning of love, love the cup of wine solution, Yi Jun Yan more sorrow, tears in thousands of lines;
Lonely depths of the night, a bit thin cool, light to bring a ray of melancholy, any thoughts spread, a ray of fragrant smell, miss green ink, only to a single pen, Chilian confidante, coagulation of ink into a book, exhausting BaiZhuanQianHui love, V. as Hongxiutianxiang; life world of mortals is willing to spend a quiet, chasing a Sheng Yongheng, carrying a pregnant silence Dankan Yunjuanyunshu, pillow yilianyoumeng, this went for many years, lonely, lonely into ruin and wish in exchange for this life no regrets.
Standing at the beginning of time, eyes to see light, wind and rain, only wish and Yi song EOL, destiny of the edge, waiting for a poem, cannot handle; even if the sea dried up, circulation Kuwata, your face has in my heart copying a painting, this life is not negative did not forget, a thousand years You beauty;
Because fell in love with a person, a city, choose one city., encounter a Whitehead, the earthly Yunyan, Xiangshou eons, the red lofty but foreign, even Hongyan Tanzhi Lao, stay hair cream dyed hair, negative life hold;
Tonight eventful, sigh a voice in my dream, listening to the song miss leisurely, if people ask why, because red swollen, indulge them, pronouncing journeying, dreamy, if this is just a play, only willing to stay in the encounter of the time, life and death dependencies;
Night, so quiet, outside the curtain snow, snow white, how a reasonable price, dyed white wait, scattered into mourning, stroll in the stunning white, hazy and haggard and so quietly stopped them, let zero's lonely snow cold helpless soul, let tears of missing infiltration waiting period of Xinhai;
Accustomed to the sleepless night, could not stop the thoughts wasted in the text, coagulation of ink into a poem, often light magic together one day Xiangyixiangwei, see the canoe ferry, the beauty of the setting sun sunset glow, and now only a single lonely heart is with the wind swaying, sprains and dream, waiting for one wild until the Millennium Wanzai.
Waiting, no longer feel tears is bitter and astringent autism treatment, waiting, no longer feel heartbroken, numbness, or habits I unknown, after a number of years I believe I still will be in the world of mortals on the road, you, stand here waiting for you, only wish this life to accompany about hope.
The mountain, beautiful mask house, good, and that. Towering, still so majestic. At first glance, really beautiful, panoramic view. Whether it is mountain or mount point, bump ups and downs, give a person a kind of aesthetic feeling. The mountain is like a beautiful man, stand proudly in front of you, you want to produce beautiful. You are calling, as in the body of the choice and easy to see the United States, then you want to be on the scene, the scene of hope, as if in this beautiful mountains, there is a most beautiful legend.
Like in dream creeping forward, to see a piece of charming verdant, as if found mountains of delicate, in the cracking of the riverbed and emptied out wandering streams. As in the wild howl, raised the waterfall water, lifted the groan in the roaring like chosho, initiative, pupai. Still like you bear the kind of heavy mask house, in a hundred kinds of feeling inside, the flow of love. Winding Cloud Hill love, like the mountain's mind, speckled fall on your body, you in condensation of watery, the made no secret of the beautiful feelings to the mountains, remember the sound of the mangosteen jointing, that di swinging your heart.
At the end of the song not chance, in the heart lake combustion flapping swing, like the mountain torrent of waves, in Acacia waterfall flowing. Those thrilling story, like to run in the beautiful mountains, like from the soul of the mountains held, those beautiful evidence. Distant fire burning, you fiery lovingly like girl's dream in laying, flame in the sky, like flying to your dream and the beauty of the mountains and the echoes.
Those mountains in the distance, both you and I can't stop the footsteps, like a shadow and the shadow of overlapping, is no longer Twilight hazy, blurred vision, like the solidification into cannot explain the topic. So I waiting for your beauty, just like the love of virgin land, also opened the blossoming white flowers mask house. It is so contests, beautiful and elegant. Also like a butterfly in the swirling, dragonflies in the play, suddenly saw jade thin wings jitter beautiful dance, in the beauty of the mountain whipped up and down, to hold sway.
I have always had a dream in which I have woven my dream, and I have read the mountain, and I have put your beautiful love upon the mountains. Wish to love my consciousness to infiltrate the mountain's dream, like the beautiful clothes gently put in the mountains, let verdancy, shop mountain beauty, called the mountain more dignified and imposing.
You like to see the waterfall flows like elegant beauty, like you in the conception of the mountains like chenxiong. Just as you open the beauty of the mountain as the poetry to the mountains of the beautiful panoramic view.
You see I like rujierzhi from the mountain fragrance. In music sounded, the fiery young bloody burning. You are in Xiangshan grazing shepherd, riding on the high and big horse, is so magnificent.