If love is passing by, why do we have to travel here?
Taking care of everyone's feelings is bound to be uncomfortable.
It's not a one-way street. It's no use cutting corners.
Like this star, not last night, for whom the wind stood up midnight.
If we do not love enough in this life, the next life will be long.
Short Pavilion short, red dust rolling, I sigh Xiao again.
When you insist, you let go of your hand.
The sadness buried in the eyes is sad in the eyes.
Remember, the red sandalwood is not destroyed, nor have I gone.
A dream of red dust has been drunk for thousands of years.
I can't breathe you until the last second.
We can no longer dream, though it is so beautiful.
Memory is so blank that feelings are so illusory.
People will always be old, I hope you are still with me.
When we meet each other, we are drunk.
Let him be clear and muddy.
I'd rather remember all the sorrow than forget you.
Storing up ancient love and rubbing the red Acacia.
Use my three fireworks to change your life.
Long summer passed away. The early autumn in the mountains has been quietly involved.
I need him like I need the air to breathe.
At the ends of life, we stand on each other's banks.
Between me and Tibet, there is only one train ticket.
You are my tooth decay, not painful, but fatal.
The night is cool, the light is dim, the ambiguity is dispersed, and the song is melodious.
My lifelong waiting for you can not change your eyes.
Fairy tales are over, and oblivion is happiness.
I dread dreaming, but I do not hate the feeling of dreams.
Walk the same street and return to the two world.
Who should be robbed and who becomes the obsession.
If I want to get out of the world, how can I shadow the world?
Month, gentle footsteps, man dance, the fragrance of night.
Flowers fade, dreams fade, and the world looks beautiful.
The only reason for this is to look back at me.
Fenghua is a flow of sand, old age is a period of time.
Once the spring comes to the beauty, the flower falls and dies two.
Who is pale, I wait, satirize my persistence.
Step by step in the sea, the road does not return, frost is full of face.
The man who dreams of it should be able to hold him when he wakes up.
Jiangnan wind and bone, Tianshui become green, heaven teaches desire and body violation.
Finally, who makes the string broken, the flower falls on the shoulder, the trance is blurred.
Passing scenery, do you have a good collection for you?
Who will scatter the smoke and scatter the obstacles.
The Strip is long and fireworks are numerous. You can look up the lights.
I know you are in a place, breathing, laughing.
Worry is not enough, and the mind is in disorder.
The boundless land is broken by a sword.
What matures is experience, not years.
Recall that once, everything is just entanglements and tragedies.
A man lands alone, crowding with loneliness.
The clock can go back to the starting point, but it is not yesterday.
You make my life love and tears.
Drink alone, drink the snow, and be lost for another year.
Let me hear you breathing once in a while.
Standing in a corner of the world, watching the sunrise and sunset.
I do not say, you do not understand, this is the distance.
Fading away, I still guard you on the other shore.
Good morning, I send you the first sunshine in the morning.
The air smells of you, sweetness fills the whole heart.
Countless trees and peach trees are vigorous and graceful.
There are branches in the hills and trees.
Take my hand and close your eyes and you will not lose your way.
Secrets are things that are destined not to be shared.
Soft fingers, opened the flower night Yunmeng.
Originally, miss, even breathing will be heartache.
I lost my love. How could you lose me?
Wronged grievances can only be called injustice, crying to laugh is pain.
Only by learning to survive can we have the strength to continue dreaming.
After a dream of returning to the water, the fireworks bloom.
One season blooms, the street is fragrant, the season is grieved, the pillow hurts.
After the summer holiday, we didn't start school.
That love song is about wind and moon, but it has nothing to do with you and me.
We can see prosperity, but we can not remember.