RuHuaMeiJuan, timesong. The thousand years, in load of sorrow. In
this most hook remembrance of season, alone is full of autumn and
loss of feeling and love of the past no flourishing, but the love with
affection silk as soon as possible. Fine fine product loneliness the
vicissitudes of the dye, HanYong a piece of wrinkles the tranquility,
filled with vacant. Whenever the cool autumn wind blowing in silence
my heart if, the mingled with the sweet sorrow will attack and
attacks, drew a line sorrow, fall into the bottom of my heart, into
the bosom of sense of grief. Between heart lake is always all helpless,
let continuously feeling really asked the heavens, no longer ning
dream difficult circle, lingering grieved also lost. As if the nodes
with time miss daydream, and who gave us the lonely season helpless.
Although season eroded the landscape, the scenery is eroded the mood,
the mood and eroded the text, and therefore to falling into a land
which. No matter how much breeze lingering, ultimately blow not
scattered bright thoughts.
The flower falls autumn frost, the silent, let sorrow of parting
in memory of the cemetery. I stand alone before the window, the
moonlight is very light, as don't wear dark days. The autumn wind
Gucci Hoodies across, filled with the aroma, many of the fallen petal,
the world all the fly, perhaps, this scene, suitable for late night
tasting it. So, gently opened the memory, the but again have not,
yesterday's past, also not the swing, loneliness and disappointed. The
rest of the vicissitudes of life, lonely this JiQiuCheng sadness, also
the dream of JiQing wrestled a faint fragrance. Deep and remote dream
vaguely, play the heart as infinite acacia, alone sigh, eyebrow Angle
of glittering and translucent on all over the floor. The previous
busy, shrugging off the overnight, break feeling the waste of the
walls, in accordance with what to heart. Those who like dream worries
also will end, like water flowed, such as zen such as flower.
Busy fall do, the past has already become the injury. Not clear
how many days and nights, from initial heartache and numb to today's
confusion and light mulberry, after years of continuous rinse, dyed
the lonely Chou who debt! The heart most deep sigh the pain of injury.
Some of the vicissitudes of life seems to be lonesome, such as the
general fingertips light sand, eventually will represent over time,
although it is a lean on hope,
but at least have the close mood. Not for the season and sorrow, but
for lonely dye vicissitudes of life. Once the exclamation how, how she
fall dream. No amount of good, will be in the years of loss in a
hurry, only those tear residual injury still vaguely still, in the
silent ChouChang resentment in that we went to the old appearance.
Exclamation of youth's light, to whom the vicissitudes of how
much lawsuit, but the sorrow of holding sweet, solitary Mo fondle
autumn mulberry, but provoked tears is shattered injury. Once
vicissitudes of life events have smoke, all of the past affection silk
rays CunXin sigh. Mind how much turnover, how much pure dream faded
and fallen. In this season of autumn, flowers bloom still missing
sadness. On broad field, the place of the fallen petal, for that already
frozen ChenShi, and instantly acacia, but light sigh, long for the
rain under rustling, beauty who knows tears fall? You, with all my
heart only cared about alone. No matter how the two love is ever is, there is the heart of the hometowns sorrow differentiation.
