Girl's sad QQ screen name and personality signature

Ten years/nine summers

Well, suddenly this summer

If you sigh lightly,

Lonely and intoxicating

safe

Enchanting _ strain

The tea is cold when people leave.

Spent the last year making up.

It's cool to have a fireworks.

Jinse Danruo

Smile, smile.

Into the play, too deep.

Poor words.

It's cold to recall the past.

Narrative blank

. Fingertip fleeting time)

If you want to talk, cry first.

A life like this

Return date, indefinite

Shallow singing, ode to fireworks

Martyrdom

Crying and dying,

As you can see for the first time,

Tears staining,

Time flies and never ends.

Listen to the wind/

) Tears flow first.

Elegy,

People's tears

Tangle and sing.

Ink and dyes have a short time.

It's been years,

How to draw the sadness of spring (using Didi's screen name)

I am floating and sinking.

Draw the ground as a prison. '

Naihe Chunjin

Ansheng _Somnus (Somnus is the scientific name of poppy in Latin, and it is also the sleeping god of Roman gods-Chopoulos. )

David Yu

a light rain starts falling

Sleep very lightly

Regard life as a treasure

Obsession _ painting the world of mortals ╮

It's already slightly cold.

Half-life

The end of the song is over.

Dawn, say good night.

Life is like this.

Don't miss

Laugh and indulge in it

Sleeping in midsummer,

With tears in his eyes, he smiled strangely.

Get drunk and solve a thousand worries.

Understatement, plain face

Send it over the past year

Chaos, floating life

If you leave Mo Nian,

Life is like a dream)

Self-knowledge in cold and warm weather

Personality signature:

All the memories are damp.

... left hand reflection, right hand years. "

Who is lonely in prosperous times?

Clowns, farce all over the world. ╮

Valentine's day. Valentine's day

In retrospect, I can only recall that I have left.

Everything written down is a lingering memory and I don't want to quit.

O I have recalled before that this is a mess that I can't let go of. It's over.

Remember what should be remembered, forget what should be forgotten, change what can be changed, and accept what cannot be changed.

Please don't think about it. How unforgettable is it?

Memories, a piece of breeze; Injury, in a word, is a thin cold.

The so-called years are just the ashes of time.

◆ ◇ヽ, reality raped the past, leaving behind evil seeds called memories.

(White paper) and (black) indicate that I am a witness, and I am drifting away from my youth.

╰╮╮╮ The flowers are still fragrant, leaving a semi-lonely love song.

So, in the end, even the application is redundant. ...

╭?In the past, people were wrong, one was hurt and the other was forgotten. The past was like a dream.

Youth. In the most sensational way.

Read the information repeatedly/never write for me, only correct it for her.

The fulfillment of one person is better than the entanglement of three people.

Stand on tiptoe and get close to the sun.

Hua tuo is on earth, and there is no cure for missing each other.

How can you say that you are not a thing?

That year, I will never be the same again.

_ _ _ _ _: There are many singers/,and no one understands loneliness.

Sad love songs, such as how gentle and soft they are to sing.

_ _ _ _ _ Listen to the door, dance lightly, and sigh silently, _ _ _ _ _ _ _

A piece of grief, endless grievances.

_ Looking back like a dream, my heart is old.

Those wild spring days, flowing through your fingers, seem to have been hurt for a year.

How to compose a sad melody, the doomsday words I filled in for you.

I don't know what happened, but it was deep.

If I were become memories, I would quit this life.

Looking back, a sad dream.

The silhouette of your side face is hidden in light and fire, but I am used to singing all the songs in silence. - .

Flowers bloom in one season, who wants to take a curtain call?

If you love, (please love deeply); It is a mistake to give up and (please) wait for yourself.

I don't know what dependence is until I drop my belt.

The lotus under Naihe Bridge has witnessed the prosperity of who and who?

The song is not over, people are scattered, the wine is not drunk, and the heart is broken.

It turns out that nostalgia is an unspeakable nostalgia.

It's nothing to think about things by leaning on the screen, just thinking about words.

You can see that every time you embroider a needle, someone loves you; You see peony has been waiting for someone all his life; You see, embroidery is another needle, and someone loves you; You see, summer rain and autumn wind are all artificial.

wait and see

The moon won't shine without others.

In that year, when I was young, who promised to die; Now, I am weak, and I laugh at my seas and rocks. ...

Only when I am invisible can you surf the internet with peace of mind.

As beautiful as flowers and jade, the enemy is just like water. Your fantasy of loving me is just a pillow.

There is a grave in my heart, a place to bury widows.

_________ 。 If the world of mortals is a dream, the memory is not in the center, and the years are still there.

_________ 。 When I bid farewell to summer, I smiled, as charming as a flower.

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Youth, freeze-frame pale. .

_ _ _ _ _ There are three thousand people on this bank, but someone is looking for me; _ _ _ _ _ On the other side, it is smoky, but someone is waiting for me.

If I leave, there will be no future.

Who has been hurt by such a sad chapter? Whose tears, two more lines.

The evening breeze is bleak and full of parting.

How strong do you have to be to watch? "

Flowers bloom on the other side, and the waiting at the end of the center is waiting for the bleak arrival.

) The old songs are very ugly, and they are still the voice of ecstasy (_,

★, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _, Chun Qing should have been as gorgeous as summer flowers.

The street is full of joy. It's too uncomfortable to close your eyes and cry.

Actors always shed their tears in other people's stories.

An illusory dream. Tears are like Iraqi makeup.

Blacklist, hiding, the most familiar stranger.

At the end of the story, who remembers who.

゛ Drunk with money, Yingying has a swallow, cold and sad, and the evening is sad.

A person looking up at the sky is the most beautiful loneliness.

Life is a song, and I'm always out of tune.

╜ Some things, I got, I was lucky, I lost, I died. ╮゜

○● The fleeting flower has failed, and it is already a few dreams. Don't cover the window with tears, leave some autumn wind.

Acacia pain, bone erosion.

The people in the play are heartbroken, dreaming and asking themselves who Yuanyang is spinning for.

In the dream, the glass is wet and full of tears.

Until the prosperity is exhausted, until the end of the song.

The mandarin ducks dispersed, and the rain cooled down. I had a dream eleven years ago.

Break glass and rope. Only the returning geese are singing,

Don't be sad in the world for a long time, the two places know each other.

Pear blossoms, heartbreak, thousands of glasses of wine, missing.

Life is like a dream. This life is easy to be disappointed.

★ _ _ _ _ っっ Floating mulberry leaves, whoever hurts will be hurt.

Flowers bloom for half a summer. The land is cold.

Forcing a smile hurts the corners of your mouth.

A love that consumes everything, but the scenery is gone.

Hold the sunshine in your hand and use the heat to demonstrate the sadness of this season.

Loneliness is a person's carnival, and carnival is the loneliness of a group of people.

Time is too thin and fingers are too wide.

At the end of the day, I am always alone. I will say a few words. Why am I sleepy? I'm gone, and I can't leave anything behind.

Smile warmly and feel comfortable.

The ancient Buddha in Deng Qing lost his life.

Leng Yue was heartbroken when he suddenly lost his flying partner.

★ ╰) ┣ Laughter is fleeting, but a sigh lasts forever.

It is said that acacia is bitter, so why bother?

Rouge in the world of mortals. Play, make up. Sing softly, moan softly.

Fortunately, I lost all my memories. This is a dream. Thanks!

Half a cigarette. Let the irony spread more wildly.

Laugh with you drunk for 30 thousand games, and don't complain about leaving the war

When writing about the pain of youth, who can escape the glitz and chaos,

The end of youth. Bleak and desolate

I'm afraid my feelings will change in the future. I will give her the title of fickle love for nothing.

Youth is always a beautiful sadness,

I miss you more and more, and people have changed.

The existence of tears proves that sadness is not an illusion.

Cold and thin battlefield. The air is filled with smoke.

Flowers bloom on the other side, leaves are not born, leafy flowers have fallen, and the same root leaves are wrong.

In the wrong years, who made me happy all my life?

An enchanting flower touched an empty city.

The withered posture of the rose climbs over the scattered black and white scales and sings the love promised by fate.

) years are like drunkenness, but years are pale and indifferent.

Under the moon, I asked if it was right or wrong to return to Dongli at dusk.

Standing in the sun, enjoying my thin youth.

If life is just the first time, why is the autumn wind sad? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.

A player enters a painting for life.

As beautiful as flowers and jade, as water flies.

On the right side of happiness, it is barren.

The night is cold, the lights are dim, the ambiguity disappears and the song is euphemistic.

I can't bear the fleeting time, but I can't escape the teenagers here.

Waiting is the first aging in life.

Love each other.

_ _ _ _ _ flashy youth, together, we have interpreted many things.

Sorry, I'm not Andersen, so I can't write the ending you want.

Save the most beautiful smile for those who hurt you the most.

Flowers bloom in summer. He died that year. う

╰つNo matter how beautiful that flower is, it is sad when it blooms in memory.

◤ Let go of the boss's smile, just because of the indescribable sadness in my heart.

(り) In a small town in the middle of the night, the temperature drops very low, so it is not suitable for smiling.

☆ Sunshine on the face and cheeks is a kind of warmth and sadness.

Happiness is just a formal word in the drama book.

If life is just like the first encounter, you will lead me in the pure white years, and I will accompany you to see the long stream.

The cardamom years-who dyed the cardamom years?

On the moonlit night, looking at the shallow window, the childhood vows have become frosty and full of people. Now I miss you, and it's sad.

I heard that the memory is still there, always. ...

Memories don't go, don't deliberately recall, and leave in a hurry.

When everything came to an end, I found it was a little cold.

Silence between the lines is sadness and desolation.

Recite "Li Sao" silently, and I will wait for you to go back to your hometown. Don't sing Huai Sha Fu alone. It's so bleak.

Sing Li Sao softly, I'll wait for you to go back to your hometown, burn a stove of incense, miss you and wander around.

Pear blossoms and the sound of the piano are gone with the wind. Who is sad in the dusk sunset?

Sadness flows down the river.

Who is the moonlight on the river like?

Who has a scarlet tear mole in the corner of your eye and completed your prosperous life,

Look back as light as ever, and hold your hands lightly.

The swaying dance of the pen tip is the strongest touch of brilliant red in the spotlight.

Your sunset, my face, whose third year.

The city injured under the eyelashes passed by whose scenery and whose heart.

Who are you, the pen-tip boy who misses you so much, turned into a song on the desolate road of the city.

Swim across a world, a life and death.

Draw a life-and-death game and write an ending for our story.

For whom to sing farewell songs, for whom to say love words, and for whom to write the world.

In that prosperous era, we were lonely and injured beyond recognition.

Is it the sorrow of fate or the pain of reincarnation?

If a pair of eyes shed tears for me, I would like to believe this sad life again.

In those years of prosperity and reluctance to take a curtain call, an eternal flower bloomed.

The missed years bloom in the desert in the north, but they are deserted in the spring and summer of reincarnation.

Just for him to give up the ideal city, at dawn, * * * went to an unknown life and death.

When the light silence dies, you open an acquisition shop and wait for the forgotten cape skylight.

Write love as the immortal legend of Enemy at the Gates. Then, will you cross the ice and snow?

Hide in the doomed street and walk through the water under the bridge with a smile.

That love song is about romance, but it has nothing to do with you and me.

Miao people, stuck between her tongues, want to dance a song for you.

Loneliness is too good at seeing the needle.

Walking alone in the sea, there is no return, and first frost is full.

Some people say that memory is a bridge, but it leads to a lonely prison.

In the world of mortals and tears, I will accompany you all my life. I look forward to getting drunk with you in my next life and becoming a butterfly in fly with me.

It's been several years. Is it safe?

There is always one you like. It is shameful to work hard to collect it and copy it! )