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M was robbed overnight, leaving a scattered shadow in midsummer, and the loneliness at the end of the season was fragmented. I'm just ridiculous ignorance. I'm always that terrible burden. Cut it for a while and play a little lotus fragrance. The other side of the love gap is friendship. The other side of the memory gap is dear. The other side of the memory gap is a smile. I would give anything for you. I would give anything for you. -persistent cutie.-stubborn little face. At least, sisters are my proud capital. Sisters are my last resort. I am drunk and dream of death. heart 1/2 indulges in lust. Heart2/2 is too monotonous in white, too enchanting in red, and too aloof in black. I am humming and singing my former half-love songs, singing my former half-love songs, animal-like sadness Ru, animal-like posture Ru, animal-like beauty T, and earthly exile T. I don't deserve too much. About the love you can't tell, about the ambiguity you can't tell, when R 1 is different from Mo Mo's world of mortals, when R 1 is connected with infatuation, it is destined to live in the middle of black-and-white rewinding, and it is destined to live in the middle of right and wrong reversal. You go to the end of the world alone. Accompany you to the end of the world. When the hourglass stops remembering, it should be sealed. When the hourglass stops amnesia, it should also wake up to the end. Before that, it will eventually go back to the past. Until then, nothing in the future will finally make an eternal promise with you. I miss you and your love songs. I miss you and slowly become my air. It was a light purple dream for you and me. The naive little woman is dazzled when she sees you. | Men show little women waiting for you until your feet are soft. Big Wolf, dad told him to go home and cook sheep | Red taro, mom told him to go home and eat sheep ▎ Infinite tenderness, endless sweetness for a long time, long memory ◇◆ Never again. Give you some moonlight, you say romantic. Don't cry, don't laugh, don't make trouble, don't show off, don't be afraid, don't shrink back, don't hide, don't escape, don't avoid, stick to your face and find that you are worth my tears, and hold your hand and find that you are worth my love. The dearest is the last one, the most beautiful is the last one and the most painful one. Everything has become the laughingstock of today. I like a piece of music for a while, and I will miss it for a while after listening to it. # Who gave me three thousand gifts # I promised him the end of time. I'm afraid I will forget the warmth. I'm afraid I will lose my softness. Leaving is our antidote. Time can wash away everything. I began to like bright colors and warm sunshine. I use a smile to control my low profile. I use my low profile to control your screaming. There are always too many tears in my eyes and too many feelings in my heart. It's bad, and I don't need to be taught how to be good. You don't need others to know that you are quietly waiting for you in the passage of time and staring at you in the vast sea of people. Crazy persistence is a joke in your eyes. All the waiting is indifferent in your heart. Everything has become a laughing stock. Infinite tenderness has become a long time. Endless sweetness has a long memory. Let's pick the moon hand in hand-we can only be limited to a deadpan gesture. The whole world is our memory-the whole street is our happiness-our warmth in our mind-and silence explains your persistence; Sorrow describes your heartbreak; Happiness shows you smile; Can it simply end like this? Can we just let nature take its course? Can you turn around and leave? Who has disappeared-crazy, nervous | crazy, lost in the spring season, lost in the blooming season, will there be a song that reminds you of me? Will there be a song to remind you that my world is too big? I met you after all. The world is too small, and I still lost the future that you can't afford. I will say goodbye to the future you can't afford. Not all pain needs to be shouted out. Not all regrets must be filled. If not, how can I say goodbye? How can we say that we will meet again tomorrow? Happiness of unknown origin has no way out. Happiness of unknown origin can't be seen. The flowering period of Akagi is not fully observed. The flowering period of rotten red wood has been completely observed. Fusang fell into a lovelorn yesterday. In a lost old days, we will finally be together like strangers. We will end up together like strangers. Dandelion's dream and your love. Dandelion's old memories and your love, if you have no intention to see my search. People have noticed that if you happen to find out what I'm looking for you, not every one of you will make me unforgettable. Not every one of you makes me miss your way home. I can't see my old age. I can't see your old age on the way home. Don't come back in winter, miss your lost street. When I don't return in summer, I miss my lost street. In what capacity can I accompany you around the world? In what capacity can I play games with you? The last concert stayed in 2065. Remember the last concert in 438+00, someone left you a blank ring finger. Don't forget that someone left you a blank ring finger. Your tears are like an exclamation point in the dark. Your tears in the middle of the night swallowed up the torrent of past memories. The torrent of time dispelled the estranged you and me, rendered transparent love colors on the window, and outlined the transparent love outline on the glass. In my heart, I draw you smiling and frowning. The sky misses clouds. Your desperate eyes in the sea miss your desperate eyes in the air. Sometimes I remember that we were in love for many years. You remember that we loved each other. Later, we can't find any trace of our early days. Later, we can't remember the traces of our love. You went all over the spring to find flowers, and she went all over the flowers to find him for you. You haven't slept all night, and you don't know how to miss you thoroughly. Without a one-night dream, you can't hear tears. The residual temperature is exhausted, leaving only lingering haze and lingering residual temperature. You gave me half a life of desolation and no escape. You gave me half a life of silence. You have nowhere to hide. I seize my free time. The first cloud makes you cool. I seize my free time. The first dusk cooled the letters. Memories disappear in the sea of people. These letters are invalid. Memories are sealed in a sea of people. The tender memories were hidden without reservation. Smiles are hidden at first. The black undercurrent melody on both sides is blocked. The gray undercurrent on both sides of the strait is the most beautiful, but Qian Fan is the most beautiful. The beauty of Qian Fan is just the swaying of your back, which is gentle and sharp, while the swaying in the past is sharp. The dream of scavengers wandering on the edge of the city, the empty time of scavengers scattered on the edge of the world, the disappearing afterheat, the lost afterheat of empty space exhaustion, who will show me the old photos of the days without you, who will accompany me to see the old photos, what kind of farewell will make me willing, and what kind of farewell will make me have no regrets, which will not be erased for many years. I can't forget this time for many years. I promise to lose a lonely and solid street. I vowed to lose the fork in the road. The story stops on the day when the photo turns yellow. The story stays on the day when the stationery turns yellow. The edge line is stranded on the intersecting tropic of cancer that I can't earn. I am stranded on the edge of memory. I can't remember the first time we met. I can't remember the first time I met the equator and the North Pole. A face that the North Pole and the Equator will never see. A person wanders with an acoustic guitar, and a person cries with an acoustic guitar. The dream of sandstorm is branded on my chest, and the creaking sound of smoke rotting in my chest whispers when I borrowed you, and what time took you away without reply and no return, losing a certain leaking mood, silently watching you leave my world, silently watching you leave my heart, I am obsessed with holding my knees and thinking about myself. I give up keeping the cut emotional line. I give up the love that has stopped. For you, I can only go out and retreat. For you, I can only give in. Because it is you, I will find it impossible to separate. This is a one-way street leading to happiness. This is a line leading to happiness. The days of the Blue Mountain Peninsula and the memories you gave me. The dream of the blue mountain and the memories you gave me are the sweetness of the past. The beauty of the past is no longer sharp, and it falls into sleepless nights, tearing the old dreams of an old city and other old people, tearing the old love of an old place and other old people. The river that separates us is called time, and the two people standing in time call you and me to resist you. My face is blurred during the day, and my face is blurred at night. Against the hidden track of the sail, it destroys you along the parabola, and against the hidden track of the sail, it is nothing along the downlink. Miss your days like clouds, miss your days like clouds. There is no waiting for a reply, just because of your vague expectation without an ending. Just because your childhood osmanthus never stopped spreading. The lost journey has left you wandering alone for a long time. The lost journey is that I have been silent for a long time, traveling in your life alone, wandering outside your life alone, waiting for the memory to drain, waiting for the memory to lose its color, and your face will fade in the long journey. The boring journey is transparent in the white notebook, and I love you in the black diary. The unlimited watch at Seoul Airport has expired. Seoul airport invalid waiting has been replaced. The soothsayers bid farewell to the star tracks falling in the night sky, and the dreamers bid farewell to the sunset photos falling in the sky. However, the right hand side dried your bite marks and faded the marks you printed on the left atrium. Lonely and secret, decadent ink halo traces are illusory and swaying, and the arrogant ink halo traces in your life are unparalleled. An irreplaceable touch of blue tears in life, overdue and unresponsive thoughts, stranded and faded, overdue and unresponsive thoughts, fragile and lingering tenderness, worn old days and beautiful scenery, study old days and beautiful days, revel in the ashes, turn into a faint sunshine carnival, turn into a faint star in the ashes, a diary of tree-ring footprints, a diary of broken fingers, a diary of tree rings, and the end of silent years, and predict that fairy tales remain the same. Unfinished postcards, faded tears, unfinished love cards, in the most secluded corner, you turned off the lights, in the longest warm environment, you stopped the pain, the ruins of time collapsed, a silent dusk memory castle collapsed, a lonely dawn swayed in the air, a suffocating frivolous swing ended in the breath, and a profound monologue. Behind the duet is a person's crying, stuffing the story into every whisper, singing softly and storing the plot in every warmth. Love songs let us get to know each other and fall in love. Let's get to know each other and stay together. There are few shops selling happiness. There are very few shops selling love. The light-year home is about your absence. The light year in which you are away is about your departure. # Who gave Russia 3,000 yuan # Russia promised him the end of time. Men don't have to argue, and women really don't have to be delicate and touching. I love her, stumbling to despair, and I love him, the most vigorous and crazy man and vain woman. There is a man with sunshine in his hand, and the man hugs me with sunshine. You are a sunflower and you are a little sun. I sell my love in promotion and advertise to take back your love. Desire preservation index- 100℅ safety factor-0.00℅ Why can't you laugh? Why can't Baidu find the reason why you are crying? Sogou can't find your smiling eyes that are at arm's length-that's your back that is at arm's length-I can't find you against the stream of people-I can't see you clearly along the sunshine-the food you cooked is terrible. This song sung by Ling is too ugly. Tell with your soul-I love you (explained by your heartbeat)-I think your emotions are released between the lines. Words are pinned between emotions. It's a landscape I can't erase. But I can't confuse time. There is a person who appreciates each other. Have two affectionate hearts. You are beyond my biggest dream. I am beyond your imagination. How can Xiao Xin live without crayons? How can you laugh and live without cherries? I can't put you through. I promise you eternal love. You will never understand my sadness. Just like not knowing the darkness of night during the day, who can keep this dream? Who can act the play well? Like innocence and sinking * like tenderness and helplessness *? Gentleness can only be given. Can you love only one? No one likes to hold you in the palm of your hand, except yourself. I want to continue with you. A man with a brain full of two, a woman with a bone full of two, my feelings hold you, my heart sticks to you, I laugh like a clown, hide my sadness and laugh like a madman. Crying like a fool. When I feel happy, I am busy in the east and busy in the west. When I feel tired, my heart is empty, so I am the happiest, the most sad to miss, but the most tempted. It eats my soul | It eats my soul. You hid my thoughts. You are my only belief. Pupil color, tearful eyes, hazy eyes, little L. friendship, soft steps, stealing scholars, little C. Doraemon creator, the only meanness is that you are mine. He forgot what he couldn't catch-the sand he couldn't catch was released-the unspeakable forgiveness, the pain he couldn't hide, the smiling palm, the half-step jump, the madman, the fool, the smile with sunshine, the sadness with a smile, and the AA dream without Doraemon. The most painful pain is forgiveness, hipster ▋ 1 ▋ overbearing woman ▋ 1 Is it that your acting is good or that I am too involved in the play? You surprised me? Time? You warmed my past. You are dreaming, giving me 1 an unshakable heart, losing its luster, warmth and happiness of light. It is a cinema with no single seat, walking with turtles and racing with snails, and gradually drifting away. Taste clean water without additives. You have corrupted my whole heart. You have disintegrated all my souls. Half of the dancing time is your light. A ray of sunshine in late autumn is your warmth. Spongebob and Spongebob are very happy together. Raindrops are still pale | The sun is still shining.

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