Hate me for having white hair without solving lovesickness, and hate me for being sad and lucky
When the intention is thick, it is good, but when you turn around, you forget the moment
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【Leave hate】
Author: Falling snow stained dust
Twilight listens to the wind
Clichés are repeated over and over again
It has not been written into poetry for a long time
Lonely lights shine cold at night
Spring is full again, and the years are not alarmed
Helpless to hate more
The old days are fascinating
It's been years since I turned around
Looking back on the years
Who has pity
【Suddenly miss you】
If you start missing me
That must be
The wind carried my thoughts
Already running to your desk
The deceased under the moonlight
I'm counting over and over again
A few words on the paper
"Suddenly missed you"
【Connivance】
Long letter folded paper airplane
Help the wind
Fall on your pillow
Words are very expressive
Every stroke that falls
It's like wanting to see you
I just have to quietly indulge
About the Author
Falling snow stains dust
A person who is accustomed to memories, a person who is accustomed to not being able to put it down, a red dust passerby who is upside down and displaced. Three thousand passers-by, ten zhang red dust, meeting you is fate, thank you for your liking.
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