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Missing is a beautiful loneliness.

Missing is the hope of a lover and the concern of a friend.

Missing is the perception of life and the warmth of family.

Thoughts are like the tenderness of water, and like the wisps of fog floating in the morning light.

Thoughts are the confusion when you wake up from a dream, like clouds flowing under the blue sky.

Missing, like mellow wine, the older it is, the stronger the aftertaste.

Missing is the comfort and sustenance of loneliness in life, and the communication between the past, present and future.

Thoughts are quietly fluttering from the heart.

Missing is an instant speechlessness and an endless topic.

Thoughts are the wind that crosses the mountain stream, swirling endlessly, pervasive.

Thoughts are like lightning in the night sky, bright and uncertain but shocking to the heart;

Missing, it is an intoxicating **, and there is a bitter tenderness buried in the faint outpouring.

Thoughts are meaningful poems, and the echoes of the soul are blended between the lines.

Missing, is a beautiful and moving landscape painting, each one is haunting.

Missing is a shining album, and every moment that is retained is an indelible mark on the depths of the soul.

Endless thoughts, endless waiting! Do you feel that this clear stream of time seems to have become transparent and frozen.

When there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness.

The bottom of the acacia tree says that it is lovesick, and Silang hates and hates Lang Lang and does not know. The head of the tree is lovesick, but when Lang Xing thinks of his concubine.

Missing others is a kind of warmth, and being missed by others is a kind of happiness.

Because of longing, the moon is infused with the rich emotions of human beings.

Missing can make you cry, and missing can make people laugh.

In any case, missing is a great spiritual wealth.

Guan Shan's soul dreams are long, and the fish and geese have few dust. The temples can be cold and green, just for lovesickness.

Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring. Persuade you to pick more, this thing is the most lovesick.

The autumn of red leaves and yellow flowers is late, and thousands of miles of travelers. The flying clouds are over, and there is no faith in the return, where to send the book?

Afraid of lovesickness, already lovesick, when it is the turn of lovesickness, there is nowhere to say, and there is a trace between the eyebrows.

Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart; But for the sake of the king, I miss it to this day.

Sijun is like a full moon, and the night is less bright.

It is always a beautiful thing to fall in love with a lover for the sake of virtue.

Endless thoughts, endless waiting! Do you feel that this clear stream of time seems to have become transparent and frozen.

Ruthless is not as affectionate as bitterness, and an inch is still tens of millions of wisps. When there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness.

Xiao looks at the sky and looks at the clouds at dusk, and thinks about you when you walk, and thinks about you when you sit.

In the sound of swallows, lovesickness is another year.

If you don't want to be lovesick, you can avoid lovesickness. After thinking about it several times, I am willing to be lovesick!

How deep is it to clear up? The sunset in the deep mountains is in the late autumn language.

Recall the return period, count the return period, although there are many dreams of meeting rarely, when will they meet again and no longer separate?

The moonlight screen window, the ethereal pear blossom light makeup. Faintly smell the lingering fragrance of blue musk, evoking phasor. If you don't think about it, how can you not think about it?

Since farewell, the heart is hard to give up, and a little lovesickness will never be extinguished. With the sleeves of the poplar snow.

Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world.

[Fate: If I forgot to breathe, then I should have forgotten you, too].

There is a person in everyone's heart, there is a story at the bottom of everyone, and everyone has been heartbroken in their hearts, but our memories hold up the umbrella.

I've always wanted to stand on the Eiffel Tower and scatter our memories all over the world, so I can't find the whole memory.

Nianhua, you said that I love him very much, right?

I won't think of you anymore, I won't even hate you.

There is no map and we have been let down all the way along the way.

It's only because of you that I love to die and come back to life.

Does it hurt or not, I often ask myself this, but I know that I am really in pain.

I like a rain shower, looking for your ink, I like to listen to love songs alone, looking for your heartbreak, I like to watch everyone laugh, because I want to find someone like you in the sea of people.

Love : He turned off the lights of the world. ]

A sea grows in your eyes, but it is never blue for me. 】

I would like to exchange my life for your long stay. 】

Remembering that I am not perfect, will you not escape from the confines of my life. 】

I chased very slowly, I staggered, but I never wanted to give up on you. 】

Maybe love is not nostalgia, not passionate, but years, and years have become a part of life.

If I show gentleness, even laughter can be beautiful, can I get a greater existence?

When you are sad, not because love is over, but because when everything is over, love is still there.

It's right in front of you, but it always feels far away. I'm Yu Wen).

There is a kind of understanding called cherishing, there is a kind of romance called plain, and there is a kind of happiness called simplicity. There is more thinking in life, less confusion.

Vast. More calm, less trouble. More tolerant, less narrow-minded. More calm, less regret. The heart becomes.

I've been missing, I've never left you.

Ancient style of love.

Hu Bingyan asked Jiao'e to the moon, and the east wind sang at night.

If you meet one day, there is not too much love.