The original all forgotten, but it is a strong camouflage.
In the corner, wiping the tears of the worthless.
The most funny thing is that I will accompany you to the end.
You don’t understand my sadness, only you know the The end of life.
Do not care how, to the end is not to say that casual.
Lost in their own world, in each other’s world.
People are suffering, is the pursuit of the wrong things.
If you are not not essential, he would sometimes hot and sometimes cold.
Don’t fall in love with me. We got married.
Mention you will still sad but not as you love.
Unless sexual gratification, otherwise all love is sad.
Miss is just a kind of ceremony. True memories are born with.
The city is always windy, and the lonely people always go home late.
With the back to the end of the story, loneliness is an expensive note.
I envy those who can not speak to you.
I flow through the tears, let you swallow down I’m afraid to break your stomach.
I just want to be a listener, because I don’t want to get too much noise.
In fact, I miss, at some point, some people, some things.
Why should I do that? Take the smile to you, you give me.
For a long time, what can be used, what will disgust.
The wind blows unease of flower, and you become the most beautiful ornament.
In fact, also love, just less of the non – to be together.
I can’t give you anything but true, but you don’t want to.
Garbage is misplaced treasure, know how to use is the best.
Even if we did not have a proof of the past, I still protect you.
Life is finally deserted ferry, even we are passing.
Yuan Fang, what do you think of this matter. My eyes are blind.
Pretend not to care about your smile with a smile, do not care about your leaving.
I restored the notes to your name, even the name of the first appearance with the surname.
We met at the wrong time, but separated at the right time.
Some things, only in their hearts to take root, until withered.
Maybe years later, I might be able to smile at your wedding.
If he’s always on the umbrella for others, why are you waiting for him in the rain.
I have been living in their own emotions, in their own emotions, grow up.
In the tough days to be strong, in the days of happiness more cautious.
Next time can not change you like me to go crazy, and faded a proud.
Some things in a warm and beautiful gesture to stop, stay in my memory.
I love you, pain to ignore their own. I believe you, believe in yourself.
Lover with addition, subtraction resentment with, with the multiplication of gratitude, division with melancholy.
I love you is love, want to wait for you is waiting for you, don’t hide.
Sometimes words hurt by some but also forced a smile, just because it is a friend.
Don’t shout pain, don’t have no feeling, is the pain too deep, flooded all the echo.
There is always such a person, no matter how many times you hurt, but you can not hate.
Now just know, not really can get, not pay will be rewarded.
Love until the last nothing left, a push of the memory of the memories of the forgotten.
Girls most can not afford the time, so do not live up to her waiting.
Use words to commemorate the feelings, it is only a kind of self relief.
Sometimes I can see very indifferent, sometimes I also attached some unbearable.
Always think before you can not do, can break up to find, not you still.
I like a sticky, used to leave, forever in your life.
Whenever I need to rely on the most helpless, I always find your shadow.
Don’t have a good night’s sleep, let it pass. Sad fortunately, hurt the stomach is not good.
The most afraid of this life has been determined to live without you, but suddenly you hear the news.
I learned to swallow a big part of my speech and all my emotions. Only to express all my thoughts.
Give others some consideration, more consideration for others, it will be very different.
But also what is like to hide in the night then arms destined to a basket.
Don’t make any decision when you are confused, don’t be confused when making a decision.
Your heart you always afraid to hurt anyone, so people always hurt you.
All along, I feel that I’m not good enough. I am not perfect, but I am full of myself.
Advertising is always the most exciting time to appear, you always in my love of the deepest time to leave.
Can not save the world is also no matter, can give the people around the warmth and happiness is enough.
Respect you a glass of wine, from the Mo back. Past zero, love hate random. I drink, you free.
The most sour pain in the world is, looking at once letter oath once love oneself, turn around and love others.
Your loneliness makes me reluctant to part with you. I don’t care to look back at you. Only the lonely person will be lonely.
Some things are destined to become the story, some people destined to become friends, some road is doomed to walk alone.
Who is not expected to be able to hurt their own, and finally are those who have been considered a good time.
I was supposed to count your thoughts with the stars, or should I count the stars in the sky with you.
Give me a meeting, but don’t give me a love. Give me a love, but don’t give me forever.
I found a long time, we have changed, become a bit not know, no longer the same as before.
General to give up love, put on the armor of the Quartet, as I leave you, take and wandering.
Someone asked me to give up when the pain? I said, stationed in the heart of the trees were uprooted, you say the pain?
If loving you is wrong, I don’t want to be right; if it is not for you, I would rather have the wrong.
Dreaming of Changting, nothing, where her beauty. Nine corridors, sentimental injury, especially cold roll into the residual xuan.
Sometimes, choose to let go is not impossible to adhere to, just because you find that some things are doomed to be unable to achieve.
If the person you like doesn’t like you, even if the whole world loves you, you still feel lonely.
You don’t laugh at the same joke again and again, but why do you always cry for the same thing over and over again.
You say you no matter what I become, you will never leave me, so I took off the mask, but see be defeated and flee.
Do you remember, when we are together, you are not used to call my name, and then I smiled and said, that I changed the name of the.
When I walk on the street, I like to look back, not the back of my curiosity, but I am looking for the shadow I look forward to.
I always thought that the mountain is the story of water, cloud is the story of the wind, you are my story, but I do not know, I am not your story.