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dunhuaw.cnBarefoot stepping on the sand with small stones, enjoying the pain more painful than heartache, thus forgetting the pain in the heart.It is said that the meaning of travel is to escape, not from a city, but from a memory.
Similar scenery, similar people have not seen you.Keep a visible wound and think of an invisible person.Pay so much to know that there will not necessarily be a corresponding return.
The rain can't wash away my missing for you, and the wind can't blow away my love for you.Do you understand how I feel? My heart is as transparent as glass, but you don't understand.
I love you so much. You hate me so much.
dunhuaw.cnI've been waiting so long, but I didn't wait for you to say you love me.It's not that I'm heartless, but that you don't know how painful it is to lose.
Love is a transparent thing, no matter how hard we try, we always can't grasp it. I don't know that you already have her. I have never known that you will grow old together.The road is full of a dream when you walk there and die.
From then on, one person stood in the vast crowd, one person stood in the worldLife is like an angry bird. Every time you fail, there are always a few pigs laughing.
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Sometimes, helplessness is also a kind of beautiful flute sound, soul around my face, phantom flash water ripples... Beauty three thousand nine days, the setting sun is red and decaying, horizontal withered Xiang pavilion garden, one day I will go to see the sea with my wife, I will be happy everywhere, flowers everywhere.
