Yu Meiren, like a ring, is deeply in love

Flower faded red Green apricot small. When the swallow flies, the green water goes around. There are few willows on the branches, and there is no grass in the world? Swing outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beauties in the wall laugh. The laughter gradually disappeared without hearing the sound, but the affection was mercilessly annoyed. Second, Lu chuqian, if the road is different, if I don’t get married, I will fall in love with you. I have been recalling your words. If you want to cry, I know you are sincere in this sentence, but it is a pity that if you crush me, I have a beautiful dream. Maybe this sentence carries a little pity. I can’t fall asleep all the time, and I have been wandering around the country for so many years. My feelings are just deeply buried in my heart. I remember that the cold was the only memory of this country during the few months in Poland. The thick snow in the morning was covered with rustling. What broke the silence was the chirping of several crows. The black at that time made me feel a little warm. At that time, I called a friend during the Spring Festival and heard such a song: how many windows have wandered and how many hotels have stayed in will I feel that separation is not wronged. Whether feelings are used for browsing or collecting, so as to make the night unforgettable and noisy every day. Listening to that sad and suffocating song, it is gentle and slightly husky and quiet, singing quietly and slowly, unconsciously, has penetrated into the softest place in my heart. At night, the heart was filled with water. It seems that there is some feeling buried in the dark, a trace of mood: memory is that the moonlight that cannot be caught will become dark when clenched, and the false back will disappear in the clear. Sunshine flows on the body, and all barriers are forgiven. Love keeps standing. It takes more courage to drive to the end of the world. I am not so brave and dare not say love easily. But I can’t hide my missing for you, silently beside you, I know that the longer the time is, the stronger the similarity will be. Sideways, still yours: if, if I am not married, I will fall in love with you. A little worry, several times to go, to the shadow no one. The Tianya Road is broken and floating, and the guests in the dream are separated from the heavy gate. Hateful Years, late return to love dream, the moon is shallow and deeper. Red beans are stored in double silk pouch, and the old friend is one square. Nestled in the heart, don’t teach the long separation. Sauvignon blanc Xi Mister Buddwing, short lovesickness Xi Infinitus. It is better not to know each other at the beginning if I knew so much. At night, put down the cold air, who can understand the pongee desolation of my heart, tormenting my haggard? With a blank, I tell you my love, obviously you still have a place in your heart. But every time I sleep with you, I forget. Meeting you is not just an encounter, I know how I feel about you. You are transparent and clear. Sometimes you are like an unruly child. I like to hear your laughter clean and clear. You are persistent and tolerant. Sometimes you are like a powerful general, I would like to be your military division without complaint or regret. How to make me meet your beauty, my lover, as expressed in music: I would like to wander in the grassland and herd sheep with her, looking at the pink face and the beautiful Phnom Penh clothes every day, I can’t stop you from missing others. I feel your uneasiness and anxiety when I meet you for the first time. The pain of heart twisting, I wonder if this meeting is goodbye. I try my best to hide my mood, just like a ceremony to fulfill the original promises one by one. In the quiet and dark night, I saw your blue velvet silent reality, and what invaded your heart was endless darkness. The hug is not as warm as expected. I don’t want to see you embarrassed and upset. You have a good rest and I am out. Leaving the room, the darkness left me alone in loneliness. The rain is really bad, cold. Understand what is biting pain. I am looking for a place to live, but unfortunately I don’t know where to put my heart. The wind is slightly cool and gently blowing, sitting in loneliness gently, the eyes are blurred, don’t want to open. I am miss you so much at night. Your gentle smile pressed on my heart, just like anklets and handcuffs, blocking the original jump. I thought that I might not pass it. I hope you are well. Late at night, looking for a place to live, thinking about you. I’m sorry to see the text message you sent. I’m sorry to settle down my love. Sandy Lam sing for love is sometimes a kind of depression. Although the disappointment is the love itself, how much love hurts people. I only like to love you far away, looking at your flowing figure, surrounding my eyes, it is enough to dye my long waiting and get drunk for several years. I want to tell you that I really miss you. I think, in this winter night with the bright moon hanging high, let me lean behind you, listen to your heartbeat and pass my temperature. I have been looking for space all the time, and I have never known that I am misplacing. I am your palm or back of your hand, you give I am tears or follow each other, you let me see the world flashing tens of millions of lights, beyond all our imagination is more beautiful. The blue silk twines, seeing the flowers quietly Xie de Red, imagine it blooming like a flame, enchanting, tender like water. Your deep-hearted look back has already smeared sadness in my life. In the past, it was like the past, but it was like a ring. It was a lot of deep love in the past. It was doomed that pedestrians outside the wall, and the beautiful people in the Wall laughed. The laughter gradually disappeared without hearing the sound, but the affection was mercilessly annoyed.

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