1, through the wind and rain we hold hands together, even if the past has nothing, forget all the past heartache, even if the bumpy walk for a long time, today hand in hand can be permanent, true love is the only reason for happiness!
2. Walking like a dream of light years, the memory becomes as unforgettable as a knife wound. Count the clear and wet past of the lake, clear without a ripple, damp without a wisp of smoke. A hundred years of lonely waiting, a thousand years of resentment, I will be obsessed with beautiful paintings, I will sing with affection until old age. For dreams, the legends that drip on the pages of the book are repeatedly arranged.
3, maybe there is a past, maybe only, in the memory to see you again. The red dust is like mud, and I meet you in the deepest red dust. Under the light wind and clouds, he hurriedly parted. Maybe I'm still me, maybe you're still you, maybe one day, in the red dust of the chaotic world, you can still smell each other's breath. At that time, I promised you that you would indulge in the most fireworks of the world, and that you would never speak of separation easily.
4, so know, write full of hatred, who drink ignorance, do not know where is the moon, pen lianyi, ink mourning, oblique sun twilight return, who in the desolate afterglow, sadly yesterday's vows, the writing is given who is messy, the lonely sky, is not still missing a trace of clouds floating by. The lament of the wind chimes, my lonely red dust, broke into the thoughts of your neon clothes under the moon.
5, want to say more than ten million, the deep affection in the heart is infinite, how a "love" can be confessed; only wish to accompany you for a lifetime, no matter the wind and rain.
6, thousands of thoughts, solidified in the air. Raise the wind to you and take mine. Blessings, loneliness I don't care, you happy I will be satisfied, think you are my happiness!
7, love, should be willing to be plain, but not plain; It should be willing to be ordinary, but it is not ordinary. Stop thinking about the past, no longer obsessed with the past.
8, in the past, I thought that the ego was just an inconspicuous little flower, unattended. It was you who gave me endless care and attention to make me look forward to life. You are the only one in my life, and I will love you for the rest of my life!
9, love is not logical, perhaps this is the logic of love. What I really love may not be a person who everyone recognizes as the most deserving, the most worthy of love, and the most correct, but only a person who makes me forget about it and cannot help but love. Love is not because of being loved, but only because of love. I don't lose love because I'm not loved, and love is in the heart of the loved one, not in the eyes of the loved one.
10, in fact, beautiful or not beautiful does not matter, I always feel that a girl can have a non-arrogant and uneventful attitude to anything and a heart that can withstand loneliness, which is itself a too attractive temperament and a strength in the bones.