I have a tear, how to write the next sentence?

I have a tear hidden in my heart. Among them, no one is frozen.

I have a tear, not the lotus, I waited for 500 years on the way you came. I am a drop of water, not a lotus, reincarnated for 500 years for the sake of meeting you. I am a drop of dew, not the lotus, for 500 years to be with you.

I have a tear, and your tears are raining down.

The next sentence can be written on the lovesick ground, a tear always has a reason for the formation, maybe because I miss a person too much, so I shed tears of missing.

I have a tear, who knows. A thousand words in my heart, who can confide in. Helplessness and lovesickness for people.

I have a tear, dripping among the flowers. Drop in your heart. Ask if you can feel my love.

I have a tear that melts into Qing's heart, so that it can be combined, and the two sentences can fit.

I have a tear, a tear of longing.

I have a tear flowing into my love.

If you call a drop, I also have a tear in this sentence, so these two reconciliations can play a very good role in our lives, in the original process, I did this for life, for everything, so every time in the process of total labor in my production area.

I have a tear, I have a bouquet of flowers, I have a happiness, I have a sincerity, I have a joy and happiness.

It's written: into the Pacific Ocean.

There is a reputation for underwear drops, and it is written because it is sad and excessive, and generally the next session is to say that there is a heart. Or rather, unintentionally.

I have a tear, you have a heart.

Hello, the previous sentence is, I have a tear, the next sentence I feel useful, can you fall into your heart, it's better, how do you feel?

I have a tear, you have a million miles.

I have a tear, a wound and a parting.

I had a tear, and I wanted to cry.

I have lingerie drops. You have a heart. Is this okay for me to be for you? I'm right to you. That pair of heart drops to the branch.

You've got lingerie drops, and she laughed.

It's the thousandth tear, right?

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ti: The thousandth tear].

Al: One last tenderness].

by: Live in the moment].

Blue rain - the thousandth tear.

Lyrics: Qing Mingyue Composer: Ji Xingqiang.

That rose in a dream.

It withers before it blooms.

Savor this intoxication slowly.

Your hypocrisy, my foolishness.

The water of the lake in the eye socket.

Fill it with the sorrow you give.

Silently count the detours along the way.

How much precious and how sad it is.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine sad reincarnations.

I'm still obsessed with it.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine drops of crystal beauty.

There is no escape, there is no escape, there is fragmentation.

The thousandth tear that flowed for you in the corner of your eye.

Repeat my confession over and over again.

Rewind memories and time.

Let everyone have a clear conscience.

Wipe away the thousandth tear shed for you.

No longer trust in your mercy.

Take back hope and vulnerability one by one.

This time it's really far away.

Piano Master] Lyrics: ediq

Composer: Audio Monster.

Arranger: Liu Taige.

Mixed: allen

If you send a love for this string sound.

The North Star echoes it in the distance.

Then take out this paulownia wood piano for you.

I played so hard again.

The one who unchained my ankles.

Humming a strange country accent and walking in the palace.

I turned my head to see you as I stroked the harp for the king.

In the sound of strings, the emotions of the first encounter are hidden next to the rent.

Moonlight often comes to the hometown.

How many people are embarrassed to send back.

Swallow the spoonful of hot porridge you fed me.

These years can pass quietly.

The lights swayed all over the capital and listened to the rain.

The night wind scattered a few ripples.

You listen to me practice this song outside the door.

I have prepared a robe for you.

The sound of the piano reached the homes of the noisy people.

Some are laughing, some are crying.

In the depths of my love, I also shed a tear.

With the chord broken, the homesickness was restored.

You pull your fingers and make butterflies fly off the window frame.

Fly past my fingertips and eyebrows.

The sound of breathing is only because you are gradually quiet.

Blow out the lamp and let me hug you.

The King of the Winter Solstice freed me to return to my homeland alone.

I walked back to the palace with the piano on my back.

You hum the half of the song we know well.

It's late oak mixed with your low sobs.

The road is long, long to the hometown.

It is a verse that people can't finish.

Compose music for you to play.

Only then is it sentimental that I can't help myself.

The moonlight often shines on the hometown.

I'm a fish that I put back in the pool.

Thinking about the spoonful of hot porridge you fed me.

That's where the memories end.

The years have passed quietly.

The perception of the last tears of mankind.

If you don't go into the 800-mile Yimeng yourself, you may never believe that the old farmer used a thick rope to slide a seven or eight-year-old child to the bottom of a deep well, just to scoop two halves of drinking water with a little mud and sand.

If you don't go to the farmers in Guanshan Town, Yanliang District, Xi'an, Shaanxi Province, you may never see the farmers boiling water in the pot, and the circle of the pot is actually whitened alkaline sediment. They have been drinking such water for many years.

Our mother river, the Yellow River, was cut off for more than 270 days in 1997, and as the largest source of passenger water in Shandong, the Yellow River has almost become a seasonal river. The scene of "the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky and rushing to the sea and never returning" has become an unattainable dream ...... in the spring and autumn of each year

Even more shocking than the water shortage is the fact that we are still wasting and polluting our source of life without restraint and crudely. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, you wouldn't believe it: some cities in Jiangsu will build urban domestic water outlets upstream of water intakes.

Heavy chemical enterprises are concentrated along the Yangtze River, and there is a risk of further pollution in the Yangtze River.

Even more troubling than waste and pollution is indifference. In the interview, the reporter learned that Changsha and Changde respectively spent more than 100 million yuan to build sewage treatment plants, but that was only to cope with the inspection of higher departments. When the leader came, he started the machine, and as soon as the leader left, he turned it off.

The price we pay for this is not just such a simple economic account that can be calculated: because of water shortage, the total industrial output value is about 200 billion yuan lost every year; Because of the lack of water, agriculture loses 150 billion yuan every year.

If it is really time for such a "genius idea" as how to transport Antarctic ice, it must be that the ancestors on earth have committed too many sins against the environment.

If the waste and pollution of water do not stop, it is not said that China's economy will fall into a dead end, and the survival of the Chinese people will face a crisis. May the people be vigilant, and may China be Chang'an.

There is a saying that 'the last drop of water on the earth is a tear of mankind'

Writing an essay is about surprise and uniqueness.

And I'm already happy only for you.

You say that you only want complete and pure sadness, and when you say this, a tear slides down your face from the corner of your eye.

And I never understood.

As a result, a love has been stranded for many, many years.

I went to a faraway place, so far away, I can't get the future, I can't go back to the past, and I don't have the present.

and the meaning of a tear.

Just wandering without harvest, silently; Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his heart was tired. I don't know if ** is the next place to arrive and who is the next person to meet.

I have seen beautiful landscapes, ancient and wild, so miserable that only the aftertaste of beauty remains;

tried a rich and lonely life, met people who were once impossible to meet;

I have seen a girl's smile with tears in the corners of her eyes; I have seen the sadness of the girl, with a smile on her face;

Knowing the secret of happiness and pain is the meaning of a tear.

After many years, it was finally understood that the complete and pure sadness was when they met each other, smiling gently, all the words were superfluous, and the tear in the corner of the eye was the happiness that was understood by itself because all the misunderstandings did not need to be explained, and the two of them spent this quiet time that no one understood.

Many years later, it has been understood, but there will be no quiet time that does not need to be explained and will be clear, that love has long been a tear, has already fallen quietly, and the trace left in the heart has long been smoothed by the years like waves rising and falling.

The years are inadvertent winds and sands, and when they come in a hurry, they bring about the disaster of the soul violently, and when they pass quietly, they fill in many of the scars that have been left by too good; It's like a river that has been flowing for many years, taking away a lot of sediment, and finally being blocked by a stagnant wind and sand, and everything is calm.

And you have long since gone far away, so to speak, dead, and at nightfall I quietly changed your name to her.

Your appearance is transformed into the night sky, the meteor is tears, as for many years later, I always like to sit quietly in front of the window at night, and occasionally smile at the sky, with tears in the corners of my eyes, when a meteor falls, I will silently remember this poignant quiet time, night and night drunk, night and night toast, to the night many years ago.

I'm going to be drunk today, why am I not drunk?

The infatuation that loves you is still on its heels.

Love is broken by you, and the glittering glass is shattered.

Secretly, I shed the first tears for you, and I am most afraid of hearing this obsessive words again, and the memories of the past follow like a dream.

Who wants to erase and crush the heart.

For whom am I going to suffer like this?

Heartbreak, who can wipe away my tears of sadness.

Who understands my fear.

Love is a sharp cone, and your heart is a hammer.

Why were sweet dreams shattered one by one?

The heart of endless emptiness and pain sags.

Standing still is not for me to advance or retreat to hide my haggardness.

The sound of goodbye is like spring thunder.

In the confusion, I fell into a grain of broken glass.

You'll never know who this tear is.

Shed the first tears for you.

Those hot tears burned my face.

There is no shame to face tomorrow.

Just think about it and you're in the abyss.

Shed the first tears for you.

I fell in love with the taste of crying.

When you kiss my trembling mouth.

Suddenly my heart was torn apart