Pear aroma, heart for love hurt

Pear aroma, heart for love hurtPear aroma, worry Heartbreak. 1000 wine, consider solution. Worldly things are impermanent. For the love hurt, laugh vicissitudes. Million lines of tears, of

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A pear to write a lot of words to say people! Love, impermanence. Heart, there is volume. Lost and having left the always want to leave, but finally have nothing left, only sentimental. Maybe you and I are right, the issue is not only a good explanation or answer. Most do not want to see is the first encounter, fear the loss of it is the first to go. Not not believe, just not to believe. Distance does not produce the United States, only two people to make the distance farther, more sad.

But the Red is like a play, song and dance will subside. Elusive and tempting as the circumstances, to pay to make absolute beauty, longing, under cover Cang natural quiet, dedicated study, dense, blooming all over deserted. The students, for whom, skim over the absolutely dismal natural, only a gentle Xu Review acclaim, they run out of affection, painting thin years, static view of all changes.

Without sunlight, there was the moon, no two people's lives, for whom also injured. Who would mind paying Flower and empty, lost Love staggered in the each year is Zhang Xiangyi? Who will be partial to me with deep water, categorically youth dim ecstasy of the day and night with Acacia? The sound of twilight crows, little Han Xing Li, Gu-step self-pity. Vertical sign will indicate who is flying like a lonely end, it's only the hint of purple shadow of the Review of TV drama.

Wait, wait

Forget themselves in all and had to trouble, and compassion that hurt ~ heart, looking around the heart of beautiful, glowing and colorful, your interpretation of this so-called life. Scattered the flowers, scattered everywhere, blood-red color in the waiting soul to complete the incomplete. Sad all this, a spin wave, love is gone.

Vanity Fair's world exists only you love, and lonely but dependent hand in hand, counting little bit lonely, measuring the distance alone. Ecstasy this yourself, only to find you have gone. Gloom, you render it at the end of my eye the barren, bleak through tender of my life. Tomorrow but you never casually promise, promise of forever with you is my life and tempting.
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