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Anonymous users2024-02-13Recommendation: The farthest you, has become my recent thoughts, I hope that I will immediately turn into a breeze, fly to the clear sky after the rain, drive the seven-colored rainbow, immediately fly to you, listen to me pour out the long-hidden heart, even if you still do not speak.
Your appearance deduces the deep longing for you!
Since I met you on the journey of life, a beautiful accident has created a distant longing. When I met you, everything began to change because of you. This beautiful encounter and this ingenious encounter made me unable to adapt.
It is a great honor in my life to be able to meet, because of your variety, lead Gao Min can be said to have relied on your heart and affection. Perhaps, you have become the unforgettable happiness and sorrow of my life.
How many times, when I came to the place where I met, the beauty of the past instantly condensed like air, and your looming figure flashed in my mind, remembering your smiling eyes and silent expression. An inexplicable feeling arose.
How many times, under the silent night sky, looking up at the boundless night sky, looking at the broken moon alone, imagining every inch of your gaze, every expression, it is difficult to reluctantly burst into tears, close your eyes, as if your figure is wandering around, there is an unbearable pain of lovesickness welling up in my heart, I can't see each other, but I can't forget, I only choose to bear the sorrow again.
How many times, staring stupidly at your photo, past. The past is brought back to the present by memory, but it will always be only projected in the mind, and the screening will bring tears and sorrow. Pain hit my heart, turned into lovesick tears, and filled the sky in the dark night.
I don't dare to recall the past, the period of lovesickness, and the days are like years.
How many times, calling out to the sky, pouring out loudly to the wandering white clouds, only the sky can hear, only the white clouds can see. The farthest you have become my recent thoughts, I hope that I will immediately turn into a breeze, fly to the clear sky after the rain, and fly to you immediately with the seven-colored rainbow, and listen to me pour out the long-hidden thoughts, even if you still do not speak.
How many times, blankly looking at the direction of your last-minute departure, I wandered and looked forward to it. When the last dead leaves of autumn fall, when one winter after another, in my lonely watch, you do not come, a tired thought, in the whirlpool of the sea to sink deep depressed. I can't bear the fruitless result anymore, and in the torrent of love, I can only continue to drift ......
In the starlight and tears, I still miss you until you appear again.
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