The years go by, many times, a person is lonely, always confused by an emotion, those who have been carefully cared for, always can not withstand the polishing of time, perhaps, the handwriting inscription on the Sansheng stone, really only lack of you and me, once beautiful, once lost, I don't know when, the illusion turned into helplessness and sadness, from the heart, sometimes, sit quietly in a corner, touch the old scene, provoke the whole person into deep thinking, is not their own emotions too fragile, unbearable world wind and rain baptism, I can't hold the promises of the years firmly in my hands.
The years are like a song, the love is staggered, a heart can no longer be as free and easy as before, in the memory, those unintentionally spliced past events, over and over again, touching the heart, tearing sadness, tearing only the ...... of perseverance
Countless times, I have asked my heart whether I am too persistent, whether I am not free and easy enough, I don't know how to let go in a timely manner, while I have expectations, I have doubts at the same time, and I have been shuttling through the years, my heart is tired, and my thoughts are gloomy.
Tossing and turning, the causes and conditions are intertwined, and the love road is always fruitless.
Lonely midnight, overlooking the lights of thousands of homes, you in the distance, do you have the same loss as me, often, silent in the corner of time, counting the smoke and rain of the years, all the way, singing love songs alone, even if the wind and rain fall, even if the lovesickness is gone, all the way to the north, without fear of the wind and ......
Who said that if a person has loved, don't think about right and wrong, in the world of love, no one is right or wrong, two people are better, don't weigh the wins and losses, and care about who has less and who has more.
In life, prosperous and colorful, along the way, there are always people sad, there are always sighs, the road of love is bumpy, some people sing for you, some people are haggard for you, some people accompany you to enjoy the moonlight, some are just life guests, fate gathers and scatters, and some people, in their own world, stay for a while, no fate, goodbye.
The past is like smoke, too many have been written, missed again and again, love is very simple, a thought originates, a thought falls, frequent frustration, no mood, what can be done?
When I miss you, the season is cold, I enjoy the sunrise and sunset alone, sleep with your name every night, carefully lock your warmth in my dreams, I am afraid that you will escape again for no reason, every time I think of you, I am flustered and helpless, no one can really understand my ......
Walking through the red dust, all the way, drifting all the way, leaning on the window and looking into the distance, the rain and the wind, once, a kiss to determine the thinness of this life, deeply stung me, those unspeakable pains no one to tell.
The years are silent, the prosperity is crushed, some people just pass by with me in a hurry, just like you and me, promise to change color, after years of not seeing, I am afraid that the thoughts in my heart inadvertently, dancing in the world of a hundred twists and turns.
Hongchen tossed and turned, endured sadness, endured loneliness, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, wandered for several years, and his heart sailed far away, and his infatuation was like yesterday.