My life is desolate, only remember when I am with you, laugh wantonly, cry heartily.
If you go back to the Castle Peak, you will go around the mountains and rivers, when will you meet me again.
Happiness has been separated from me for a whole century, which is far away that I can never touch.
Looking back has always been bleak, go home, there is no rain and no clear.
Time does not stop because of you, flowers do not bloom because of you, but you live because of you.
How to calculate the affection, frustrate the bones and bring ashes to ashes or be doomed.
It's more than ambition. I've planned to miss you all my life. Before meeting you, I'll never give up.
There is no longer road than foot, no mountain higher than man.
When time goes by, her face is old and her green silk becomes snow. There is only one person with her all the time.
In the world. Gold, iron horse, who can be for you, blood stained armor.
I like you, like your eyebrows, like your temper, not you.
My south of the Yangtze River has rain, can not fall to your Chang'an.
We also have good memories, but let the tears dye blurred.
To see the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; to stay unintentionally, to look at the sky clouds rolling cloud Shu.
It is better to be happy at first sight than not to be bored with it for a long time.
In an unnatural place, you can only indulge in the unnatural.
People's life will encounter a lot of such reluctant, I have to embark on a new journey, meet the next beautiful do not give up.
I like rain in summer and sun in winter, but I only like you these years.
Courage is not the absence of despair, on the contrary, it is the ability to move forward despite despair.
When I yell 99 times you still ignore me, I will leave a step for myself, give up you.
I like the wind in March, the rain in April, the sun that doesn't set, and the best of you.
We've all been hurt in the corner, but we've been laughing so hard.
In terms of feelings, I'm very stingy, very jealous, like to think more, but I can't see you and others good, I hope you can remember.
I seem to see the man with the blue umbrella standing in the rain and fog smiling at me.
If one day, I South you north, then, I look at the sea for you, you watch the snow for me.
The past has become the wind, you are gentle and also a dream.
Is you, gave me the warm sunshine, meets with you, falls in love with each other, I negative my entire world.
I'm just worried that anyone but me will scar you.
After all, the wind wants to be free, how can I keep it.
I would like to King for you, you may be willing to wear a wedding dress for my tea fragrance.
Love will come to an end when it comes to an end.
I stand upside down in the corner, see, the rain is flying up, white clouds are falling to my feet, you love me.
In life, there is a person to miss, is fate; there is a person thinking about themselves, is happiness.
Life is like my song, sometimes out of tune, sometimes unreliable.
Time is not gone, summer is over. People who grow flowers become people who watch flowers, and people who watch flowers become people who bury flowers.
We are all good at silence, as we are good at love.
Sometimes I feel that everything I want to say to you can be written into a book. Later, I found that I did not publish the copyright.
When the moon is full, it will overflow. Our love can be here. I don't want it to overflow.
What can be touching is never rhetoric, but just the right gentleness and sincere heart.
I always want to control the feelings of you, not thick or light, not light or heavy, but I forget that feelings can not be done.
Life is always lonely. Anyone who has accompanied him through a lonely time should be grateful.
The days are sweet, like the morning lemonade, like the winter sun, like the sea in a dream, like meeting you for the first time.
Road, in the impasse, choose to turn, heart, when not happy, choose to be indifferent; love, when gradually far away, choose to be casual.
Let your heart bathe in the sun, with the fresh dew, the thoughts fly in the blue sky and white clouds, gradually extend.
Always in the early hours of the morning to think of a lot of things, and after dawn forget everything.
I used to personify loneliness, cast her, and then galloped the whole life with crazy horse.
I hope that in the future I can no longer send you home, but we go back to our home together.
I have no time to participate in your past. I will accompany you in the future.
I've seen the way you love me, so if one day you don't love me, don't hide it, I can see through it at a glance.
Outside the window, the sky gray, rain a little presumptuous, single cycle a song, mood low to the dust.