You are the lyrics with tears in my eyes.

Shallow and simple

Wandering peacefully in the river of time

Witness the deep feeling of parting.

Warm season

I like to sit quietly in the fragrant sunshine.

Rub everything you have into a bright afternoon.

Implant distant memories

Infiltrated with pious sincerity

Read those stories carefully.

Light up a piece of hope with plain and warm words.

You are a gentle and lingering tear in my eyes.

Gentle and restrained

Hidden in your soft depths, as thin as the moon.

Be infatuated with me

A bright heart is a memory of love.

You are a gentle and lingering tear in my eyes.

Affectionate and warm

Meeting you, the most beautiful June day in the world.

Lagerstroemia indica blooms and love fades.

Silence with you into a fresh and elegant poem

Look, a tree is blooming.

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You are a gentle and lingering tear in my eyes.

Clear and pure

In my deep eyes, I continued to write a piece of paper, floating and floating.

Talk quietly about my joys and sorrows.

Carve a deep parting.

Life is a lyric poem.

Life is like a poem, quiet and far-reaching, warming your heart; Life is like a song, you can sing it if you want, and entertain yourself. Life is like a poem and a song, depending on how you face the good and bad in life.

Sometimes life is a lyric poem, but it can't describe the complicated feelings in accurate language. Looking up at the sky and feeling the breeze, slowly, my heart will calm down, as if all my troubles were gone with the wind. Some feelings cannot be clearly expressed to others, and the result of words is that others will think that you are pretending to be depressed and making a mountain out of a molehill. I want to be alone quietly, until I figure it out and stop thinking about it, and everything will be fine.

Sometimes life is a passionate song, but it can be sung out of tune. My happiness may not be understood by others, but I still want to sing a song for such happiness. Maybe others will think I sing badly, but I just want to express my excitement in my own way. I don't expect others to understand, I just sing happily. As long as you are alive and happy, what's wrong with being out of tune?

Life will not always be calm like water, but it will not always be climaxed. When life is quiet, you should calm down and think seriously; When there is a storm in your life, you should grit your teeth and tide over the difficulties. When you meet happy things, you will be happy for a while; When you are unhappy, make yourself happier.

Life is sunny and rainy, which will make my mood fluctuate. But no matter what test life gives me, I will face it positively and bravely. Life is like a poem and a song. I can write a poem, it doesn't matter if it doesn't rhyme or be beautiful. I can sing a song, and it doesn't matter if it is out of tune. I don't care what other people think. Living is tired enough, why not live happily and freely?

Life and death are the lyrics of flowers.

Life is as beautiful as flowers.

Death is as beautiful as flowers.

When flowers bloom, they touch spring.

A faint fragrance filled my heart.

Flowers moisten the earth when they fall.

Dedicated their lives

People splash ink gracefully.

Four seasons flower fragrance

Use tearful and gorgeous language.

Charm the melancholy in my heart.

Turn flowers into music and start painting.

Smell the wind and smell the fragrance.

The sound and meaning are poetic and picturesque.

My heart breathed a sigh of relief and my hatred melted.

It blooms every year and withers every year.

The spring curtain reveals the inside story of the second summer.

The wind is light and the water is hot.

The spoony petals are full of fragrant paths.

Wandering quietly in the warm sunshine

Flowers symbolize the beginning of spring and the prosperity of summer.

In the life journey of flowers

No farming, no fertilization, no watering.

But she didn't lament.

Still walking in the trajectory of time

Deduct into graceful youth.

Because she knows that she is a flower.

Should bloom the fragrance of life.

Play a flowery language with a clear voice like water.

Don't spend the splendor of summer flowers.

Walking into the quiet beauty of autumn flowers

A few autumn rains and autumn winds

Push away the heart of chrysanthemum

Shaking a shy smile in the wind

Echoing the pink roses in the distance

An emotional pulse gently shakes into the embrace of autumn with the wind.

Flowers are shyly singing love songs with butterflies.

Everything looks quiet and comfortable.

A moment of beauty can change a lifetime of love.

A little bit of emotion slowly settled down.

It constitutes the eternal beauty of the world.

Sometimes flowers are lonely.

Can only turn dreams into regrets.

Turn pain into tears

Flowers fade like falling tears.

Clear the dream of the earth

Who knows that in that gentle gaze

There is a sad and romantic heart hidden deep.

The lonely story of flowers is not covered with dust by the yellowing years.

A lovesickness, a concern.

Just waiting for the years to look back

You can also see the affection of flowers.

Plum blossoms in winter refuse to come near spring.

But there is rhyme in the fragrance.

Don't try to destroy the north wind.

Love fire with boiling flame

Burning and baking

The cold of winter

This is the life of flowers.

Short but noble

The afterlife is a lyric poem of flowers.

if there is an afterlife

I want to be a cloud.

Sunlight falling in cracks

Pull happiness into a line.

if there is an afterlife

I want to be a tree.

A proud breeze flutters.

Spread happiness to every corner of the world.

if there is an afterlife

I want to be a train.

Full of the torment of missing

Bloom happiness in everyone's heart.

if there is an afterlife

I want to make a bunch of flowers.

With a beautiful symbol

Feel free to enjoy the eyes of appreciation.

if there is an afterlife

I want to stand with pride.

March forward with confidence.

I want to pursue a better world.

Not sad or depressed.

Enjoy the sunshine boldly and casually.

if there is an afterlife

My barren road is no longer frosted cherry blossoms.

But clusters of vibrant violets.

Welcome unexpected warmth at any time.

There is endless hope.

if there is an afterlife

We are happy but not sad.

Sorrow is not despair.

Everything you want has come true.

Love to grow old

if there is an afterlife

I hope I live like this.

Meet the beautiful corner