I am a dream, you have a story, come to me!
Although you and I have never met, we can listen to your story and write your story!
Author: Xi Meng, the original author of the emotional article!
Standing at the ferry of the years, re-piecing together the broken perfection, the blossoming flower buds in the wind, ruthlessly destroyed by reality, who re-brewed love, who could not distinguish between right and wrong, originally thought that love would not regret, why I heard the rose crying in the wind, cold, cold stinging the heart and lungs.
That period of time that was discarded by love, still in a strong face, don't say that the night is too hypocritical, don't complain about the taste of pain is difficult to swallow, who can see, when love leaves, a person raises his head, forces the tears to retreat, lifts his stubborn head, and tells himself with heartache, in fact, everything doesn't matter!
Come is the most beautiful, love do not regret, again and again intoxicated, memories of the message, finally can not escape the shackles of love, I want to reset that time password, do not want to remember the past, I have been tired, I have been drunk in the past life and this life, what excuse should I use to wake up?
I want to seal that time, send it to you in the past life, this life is only left for me, unique perfection, who has failed whom, who has betrayed the promise, the only one who once made, now given to whom, I sealed that time, I wrote the affection you gave as just a misunderstanding, I went to relive the old dreams of the past life, you crossed me in the words of this life!
I can't betray my faith, and I can't forget you in the dark, if the betrayal can be made up, if I regret that someone is with me, whether you have to wait until the mountains are without edges, you can only be in harmony with me, from now on, only allow me to accompany me, only I am in your eyes, and I am in my words!
Don't re-match the red line in the hands of the old man of the moon, don't take the soup bowl of Meng Po, the reincarnation of the past life and this life, when we cross the Forgotten River and walk through Naihe, there will be the perfection we look forward to!
Seal that time, don't buy drunk, while reminiscing, I took Meng Po's soup, turned my back, and swallowed with tears, I don't want to wait for the next life, reinterpret the poignancy of love, walk through half a life, love you without regrets; three life stone bank, no longer carved bones!
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Author: Xi Meng; emotional beauty transmitter, of course, prefer to have your attention!