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Mourning Glass: I'm sure you'll cry to death when you see it.
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Belch.. Some are not original. But personally, I think it's well written.
1.Life is sometimes like a prosperous flower, after a rainstorm, overflowing with the fragrance of killing.
2.If a person is willing to endure for love, that love must be deep.
Self-created: Entangled in this, love or not love is a foregone conclusion, fate is fate, what can you do with it?
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When I feel the tears, I hate the birds.
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It's not that I'm lacking in heart, I just want to just not let myself live so tired...
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the flowers on the other side bloom , and there is no sorrow .
The sun is full of molten gold, and the clouds are frosty.
with foam , flowers do n't fall .
You are the most beautiful note in my mind.
You are the most beautiful melody in my mind.
You are the most beautiful movement in my mind.
How many blanks in life are there that I can't fill in the crossword puzzle with my natural stupidity.
How many people will exist in the future, there is a kind of happiness, I am born lonely and can't wait.
How many kinds of dialogue are there in loneliness, and I can't say it when I open my mouth when I forget the lines.
Perhaps, we had a quarrel, but we are still the same.
Perhaps, we have had misunderstandings, but we are still the same.
Perhaps, we have been disappointed, but we are still sorry.
A symbol of dynamism, superman, righteousness.
Cotton treasure, a symbol of loveliness.
Wood of the original cherry blossom, a strong symbol.
You're as sweet as ice cream, but so cold.
You are as sweet as an idol drama, but you are so sour.
You are as sweet as a rose, but you are so painful.
I'm still missing, missing the tenderness you once gave me.
I'm still waiting, waiting for the day when you'll be able to turn back.
I'm still imagining, imagining the love we had together.
Keep you in my heart and never forget -
Draw you in my eyes and never melt -
Engrave you in my hands and never let go -
There is a tacit understanding called the heart and soul.
There is a feeling called a light breeze and drizzle.
There is a kind of happiness called red lotus root Qi Pity.
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- What was once an oath has become a lie today.
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Classic: (personal favorite).
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