Make beauty a way of life
Although they can't rely on each other.
But every time I think about it, it's so beautiful.
Let the heart carry a beautiful dream.
Read you lovingly in your dreams.
I like Xu Zhumo's emotional words very much.
There will be someone in this world who understands what you mean beyond your words.
I understand what you want to say and stop.
I know your strong smile.
I know your desires.
Sometimes you choose to keep your distance from them.
It's because she doesn't care, but to see if she can perceive that your desire can't be stopped.
Exactly, know that you're back for the holidays.
I wish I could have an encounter.
Love, although it is no longer mine.
But I'm still stupid, thinking about the hopelessness of being a foregone conclusion.
Did you know that this is a psalm of the heart?
That's all that love and love are intertwined.
Like a seed blooming into a delicate flower.
If it is wrong to love you, I would rather be wrong again and again
Remembering that beautiful old days.
Deep down, there was an indescribable pain.
Do you know that you ...... in my heart?
Although nothing can be changed.
If I do see you.
How am I going to greet you after all these years?
Is it forced to laugh or silence ......
It's okay, no matter how lonely it is.
As long as you can see it, it is a happy mood in this life.
Even if it's the back of the indifferent gaze.
The light is shallow, and life is at your fingertips.
How many glorious and beautiful times are lost.
Weakly write the autumn remnants of fallen leaves all over the ground.
Between loving and not being loved.
Remember, do not forget to support the infatuated heart.
Once again, the silence that soothes the soul.
In this life, the journey of the latter part is inadvertent.
Be gently picked up by your appearance.
Don't expect more, just hope that you won't forget the beauty of the past.
No regrets dwelling in the heart, leaving what memories of the yearning.
Tonight, the heart kissed gently once.
In the past, half of the ink was infected.
You walk softly.
I found your faint fragrance.
Smudge your fresh portrait.
Seal, collect every one of your memories.
Buried deep in the ferries of red dust.