Original Lone Moon Cold Plum.
It is said that women in the world do not care whether they are beautiful or ugly.
Regardless of appearance. But as long as she falls into the eyes of the person she likes.
The one who likes it.
You can wander around for the people you like.
One eye is a glimpse.
Love knocked out his laughter.
How bright his smile was.
Her heart rejoiced.
He was the heaven of her dreams.
Just a wave of his hand.
Her whole day will be romantic pink.
That's free.
The person I miss the most.
Reflected in a dream.
That woman will definitely be the most beautiful and exquisite flower in the sky.
Therefore, all women in the world are flowers.
I admit that I am the one you have hurt.
But I've never complained to you.
We used to love us dearly.
Didn't give each other a kiss.
But love so deeply.
It's me who loves too seriously.
Or was I so stupid that I lost my soul.
Those who are wounded are destined to be scarred.
The most beautiful youth encounters the hurt of a broken heart.
This pain has been silent with me for decades.
Every time I think about it, tears suddenly fall.
I'm stupid.
It still doesn't matter.
The deepest night. Shed the deepest tears for you.
The phone turns out all the traces we've had.
Only to find out that your atrium is too crowded.
When I was young. What a good woman for you.
What am I?
Suddenly I understood.
In fact, you don't have a me in your heart at all.
Once a love story.
It's just a casual love talk you say.
I'd like to find some more evidence.
But I went through all my memories.
I just found out. Back then, I loved so much.
What a beautiful woman around you.
Ordinary I had to give you up.
I know what you're thinking.
There's no place for me for a long time.
I've tried to care about nothing.
As long as you have remorse.
I accepted. The one who blocked your heart back then.
But you chose to stay away.
I stood still.
It turns out that your heart is really crowded.
Even if I try my best.
I can't wake up that young and frivolous you.
Love has no clue. But I'm still cheeky.
To you. I don't care how crowded your heart is.
Can you leave a little gap for me?
I'd rather love you on tiptoe.
Tell you about those.
shed humble tears of their own.
But you say. I'd rather be alone, one horse and one Jianghu.
I also want to live up to my dreams.
No matter how hard I feel.
Thou hast refused to be in thy heart.
Reserve half an inch of land for me.
When I think of this.
I'm so confused.
I really want to turn the hour hand back.
Where we broke up.
Would I be more humble then?
Say the sentence I love you in the bottom of my heart.
Then I'll be lucky enough to get your approval.
But I still don't have the courage to say it.
I'm obsessed with you.
But I don't want to lose my stupid self for you.
I want to ask for a lifetime of love from you.
I can't forget your gentle face.
I can't forget your glasses to hide those tearful eyes.
Tears in the corners of your eyes.
It's a promise I can never let go of my love.
Thinking of you silently.
My love has been turned into a thousand words.
Once your eyes were waiting for me.
Your tears have touched heaven and touched me.
Actually, I want to say.
You didn't have to be so cold to me back then.
I never wanted to pester you.
It was so obvious perfunctory at the beginning.
How could I not know.
I've just been lying to myself.
We have a promise of love.
You should be able to do what I want.
At one point I thought we were going to continue.
But I felt wronged.
I use the last silence and persistence.
Just to see your attitude.
Let me think of you later.
There will be no regrets.
I'm so sorry. My presence bothered you back then.
The days that followed.
You don't look for me. I'm not going to take the initiative to find you.
I won't delete your *** either.
It must have been once loved by us.
It's just that I don't expect anything from you anymore.
You're the first mirror in which I want to change myself.
For you. I've lost my soul.
I might as well have been dead.
For you. I've drunk liquor.
For you. I've slapped myself.
For you. I stomped my foot hard.
For you. I didn't know what night and day were.
For you. I have a lot of words written on paper.
Crying and tearing to pieces.
For you. Crowds walking in the city.
I'll want to meet you.
For you. I lost my eldest lady's temper.
For you. I cried hysterically.
For you. I used to be a trick.
I just want to have you in my dreams.
Now I'm learning to give up.
Your atrium is too crowded.
Too many things you want.
I can only sneer.
Silently departed from you.
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