Years are a glass of sake, quietly tasting, you will find that in its eyes, there is no unsolvable thoughts, no unsolvable sorrows, no unblemished attachments, no indelible worries.
I stood in the midst of the gushing tide of years, and saw the past coming with the waves, at that time, the deep meaning, then, the vows, the time, the firm persistence, that is, to be together, to snuggle with each other, to be forever.
But what about it, in the end, there are still things to run, you embrace your happiness, I rely on my happiness, the beauty of this time, has been driven away from the previous loss, all driven away, who remembers, once said, will never forget for a lifetime, who will remember, in the memory, someone's sweet words, who is still nostalgic, the friendship between each other in the past.
I thought that after the unforgettable wounds healed, there would still be a bad mark, and a slight careless touch would provoke indulgent tears, only to understand that it only turned into a wisp of light smoke, quietly settling in the corner of the soul.
If you don't touch it again, you will be dusted by the years and drift away with the wind. So, what should be forgotten, what should not be forgotten, let it go gently, I will wait for you in the memory.
If love can no longer be colorfully interpreted, it will be silent without a senseless person. The love, sorrow, bitterness, and worry that life gives, we treasure them one by one, walking on different platforms of life, always waiting for someone, always saying goodbye to someone,
Some people want to leave, but I will not force you to stay, and I beg you to wait. Someone was coming, and I was smiling and deeply grateful for the generosity of happiness to me.
There are always some people who are destined not to belong to you. There is always some love, destined to be separated, looking back at the road to come, you and I, sprinkled with little bits of laughter. Warmed my lonely footprints, and at the end, I had no regrets or complaints.
For the harvest of that piece of sincerity, there have also been sincere tears, but also emotional heartbreak. When I leave, I still carry thanks, savoring the happiness and beauty you give, the fleeting shooting stars, streaking through the lonely sky of the night,
With the beauty of life, the splendid years, the fragrance of the memory of that short period of affection, the romantic restraint that cannot be held, and the helpless regret, is another kind of completeness of love, can not give you the future, let me return you now. Can't give happiness, please allow me to pay the last love.
Gently, I let go of the hand that had been held and cared for me, left you with the last hug, and then turned around, even if I was still in tears.
There is always a person who is destined to stay for you, always has a love, is destined to be with you for a long time, to share your joys and sorrows, and to bring you infinite sincerity and beauty. Give you joy and beauty that others can't give. And the laughter that I've been looking forward to.
It turns out that happiness can come so suddenly, and the memory can no longer be given, even if it is one more degree of warmth. As a result, this beauty will drive away the haze of the past. Those who have been lost have already quietly handed over their tender hearts to others, and the overflowing tenderness around them has quietly flowed into the eyes that cherish you.
Make you believe that there is a smile that shines only for you
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