What kind of endless love will bring?

Missing someone, the process is beautiful, you can recall the bits and pieces you were together Missing someone, the result is cruel, when you come out of the process and find that he is not by your side, it feels empty Missing someone, it feels contradictory, beautiful process, cruel reality, infinite expectation The more you miss him, the more you will love him, the more you love him, the more you love him, the more you want to miss him If you can have a good result, then indulge your thoughts and go to love, thinking about love is also a kind of life experience How can you fall in love without love? If you don't love, how can there be an ending?

Endless longing will bring you bitterness and pain, longing makes you get sweetness from bitterness, happiness from pain, and bitterness and pain are the essence of love. However, longing is sweet, it will make you happy and gratified, but in love, it will feel very bitter and painful. The bitterness of longing is the condensation of sweetness, and the pain of lovesickness is the sublimation of happiness, and you can only taste it slowly in love.

In order to make you understand love and self!

It's really good, I think it brings endless illusions, and speculation and doing some bad things, but you have to pursue it, don't just think about it.

Ahh I like it, it's beautiful. Endless longing can only bring endless pain. So forget about those unhappiness together.

Endless love, in exchange for endless pain, plus endless destruction of oneself.

It will bring endless pain, obviously, it is not good at this time, but some things, some things are not in a way!

Endless love will make you unhappy.

Endless love, it doesn't have to be like this... Why bother.

It's very good-looking, endless love will make people not think about it, it's very serious, be careful.

Endless thoughts will only hurt people, so it's better to understand it early.

Endless thoughts bring endless damage.

The withered rose in the corner of the wall Forgot why it withered The years scattered on the ground and tore off The years that were scattered on the ground Didn't feel it Day and year The scars were in the heart The hot spread The smoke bypassed the hair and you were perfunctory sorry The broken strings played the past The route we walked together has no end The dim light illuminated the old water surface Reflected the picture of the rose's longing The withered rose in the corner I forgot why I withered The years that were scattered on the ground and tore off The years that were scattered on the ground I didn't feel it again and again The wind blew through the deception that you couldn't keep The vow you made that summer ho....The broken strings play the old route There is no end to the route we walked together The dim light illuminates the old water surface Reflects the picture of the rose's longing The broken strings play the past The route we have walked together has no end The dusk light illuminates the old water surface Reflects the picture of the rose missing The day you left, I decided not to shed tears The wind held my eyes and tried not to blink.

The person you love doesn't love you, the person you don't love loves you, the person who loves you is gone, and you miss him.

Remember to adopt it.

There is no poem, but there is a love letter, I just wrote it, and I will never find the same:

Some people say: butterflies can't fly in the sea.

It's not that butterflies can't fly in the sea, but the end of the sea, and there is no waiting.

Don't like to say"If"I don't like to assume meaningless past and future. But after meeting you, I often think"If".If my relationship with you is more than a rub shoulder; If you're not my stranger, I'm not your stranger; If I could greet you with a smile, no matter how many years go by, no matter what happens.

IfIf life is a cycle of encounters and dispersions, the past is blown away by time and becomes a pain that flies in memory. Thousands of sails have passed, leaving only the scars of the bottom of my heart.

Why did your glimpse make me see the tearful eyes of the small bridge of independence and me across the rain a few lifetimes ago? Why did that glance make my heart frightened and lonely with nowhere to hide?

The mood is getting older day by day, and I want to give up, but I can't bear to forget.

I started thinking again"If", if there is any"If", I think I'll go out of my way through even a thousand-year obstacle. Just for me to find the eyes of a thousand sails in your dreams. The reincarnation of eternity can't withstand the moment of longing. Three thousand weak waters, if you are lonely.

It's not that butterflies can't fly in the sea.

It's the other side of the sea, is there any waiting for you to see through the autumn water?

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

Take the second flower bush lazy review, half of the edge of the cultivation and half of the king

Lonely love, nostalgia for Wan Fanghui.

Purple smoke flies on the blue lake.

Yinghe pondered the moon.

Tingting danced solo in the group.

I like this one under it, but I don't miss it. Huh).

Nostalgia for Wan Fanghui.

Purple smoke flies on the blue lake.

The cranes chase the moon in the sky.

Tingting danced solo in the group.

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable.

If you like it, you have to fight for it, so sad and useless.

I always thought that happiness was in the distance.

In the future that can be chased.

My eyes kept looking.

My ears listened carefully.

Lest you miss it.

It was only later that I found out.

Those who shook hands.

Tears that have been shed, people who have been loved.

The so-called ever.

It's happiness. Beautiful moonlit night. There are no flying flowers. Only fallen leaves.

The faint light of the moon. There is no warmth. Only coldness.

On such a poignant night.

MY LOVE FOR YOU ... There is no turning back ...

I had to get out of my boat. Time has been spent on the shore, unbearable me!

Say goodbye to the flowers in the spring. Now it's all over the place, but I'm waiting and staying.

The sound of the tide is getting louder, and the yellow leaves are falling on the shady beach on the riverbank.

What emptiness you gaze at! Don't you feel a surprise and the distant song of the other side wafting from the sky?

Rabindranath Tagore's. And many more, for yourself. I like this song very much.

Song Title: Endless Transparent Thoughts.

Singer: Yu Chengqing.

**: 18 years old until death - new songs plus selected full records.

Yu Chengqing - Endless transparent thoughts.

Lyrics: Yan Yunnong Composer: Yu Chengqing.

Outside the window, the smell of flowers that bloomed a little late.

The sunstockings looked at the pale moon that appeared too early.

Whether it's slow or hurried, the world is the same.

Speaking in a quiet tone about impermanence.

Every time I hear the clock ticking, I keep moving forward.

Suddenly, I found that the familiar street scene changed my face again.

Love is blurred by time with new makeup.

When I think of you, the wind blows gently.

Blows you farther away.

That's an endless and transparent thought.

Lightness seeped into my heart like air.

Every breath is a sigh.

But it's more like calling you oh baby

That's an endless and transparent thought.

It's as clear as a river, and people are willing to indulge.

Maybe my love has long been transparent.

That's why you can't remember that I love you.

Yu Chengqing-Endless Transparent Thoughts Composer: Yu Chengqing Lyrics: Yan Yunnong Outside the window there is the fragrance of flowers that bloom a little later The sun looks at the pale moon that appears too early No matter whether it is slow or hurried, the world is the same Talking about impermanence in a quiet tone Whenever I hear the clock ticking and keep moving forward I suddenly find that the familiar street scene has changed my face Love is put on new makeup by time Blurred appearance When I think of you, the wind blows gently Blows you farther away It is an endless transparent thought Light and thin like air penetrates into my heart Every breath may be a sigh But it's more like calling you oh baby It's an endless transparent thought Clear like a river that makes people willing to indulge Maybe my love has long been transparent So you can't always remember that I love you Whenever I hear the clock ticking and keep moving forward Suddenly I found that the familiar street scene changed my face again Love is put on new makeup by time Blurred appearance When I think of you, the wind blows gently Blows you farther away It is an endless transparent thought Light like air penetrates into my heart Every breath may be a sigh But it is more like calling you oh baby It is an endless transparent thought It's as clear as a river, and people are willing to indulge Maybe my love has long been transparent So you can't always remember that I love you.

Outside the window, the fragrance of flowers that bloomed a little later wafted from the window.

Look up at the pale moon that appeared too early.

Whether it's slow or hurried, the world is the same.

Speak of impermanence in a quiet tone.

Every time I hear the clock ticking, I keep moving forward.

Suddenly, I found that the familiar street scene changed my face again.

Aizu's spine has been blurred by time with new makeup.

When I think of you, the wind blows gently.

Blow you farther away to the omen front seepage.

That's an endless and transparent thought.

Lightness seeped into my heart like air.

Every breath may be a sigh.

It's more like calling you oh baby

That's an endless and transparent thought.

It's as clear as a river, and people are willing to indulge.

Maybe my love has long been transparent.

That's why you can't remember that I love you.

Yu Chengqing - Endless macro book transparent thoughts.

Lyrics: Yan Yunnong Composer: Yu Chengqing.

Outside the window, the smell of flowers that bloomed a little late.

The sun looks at the pale moon that appeared too early.

Whether it's slow or hurried, the world is the same.

Speaking in a quiet tone about impermanence.

Whenever I hear the clock ticking, I stop and walk forward.

Suddenly, I found that the familiar street scene changed my face again.

Love is blurred by time with new makeup.

When I think of you, the wind blows gently.

Blows you farther away.

That's an endless and transparent thought.

Lightness seeped into my trembling heart like air.

Every breath may be a sigh.

It's more like calling you oh baby

That's an endless and transparent thought.

It's as clear as a river, and people are willing to indulge.

Maybe my love has long been transparent.

That's why you can't remember that I love you.