Monday, September 26, 2011

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1, touch less than happy, then efforts will be futile ...
2, happiness took leave of absence, where drifting in; was confused if not, how can sorrow?
3, gentle enough for the world, seemingly simple, yet so complex ...
4, we have been very happy, hearts are on every corner of your memories, it will torture me until death ...
5, today's sad situation, I was too persistent, or you cowardly?
6, disappeared the night, please take my paranoid thoughts ...
7, one encounter a lifetime of hurt ...
8, ring flow, time flies, we have each other forget the ...
9, all memory of the quicksand, that the dead Love, I washed the dust ...
10, thought that love is everything, lost after the discovery, the original is not all love ...
11, spent martyrdom out of pride and evil in this life, and feel unwilling to bear due Grottoes ...
12, no wait, no expectations, just want to quietly enjoy the quiet world ...
13, the throat with gratuitous gore, each breath, all of which involve heartache ...
14, parting, not far from us, it is always good, will eventually become the past, the lack of too much ...
15, encounter the moment, I stand before you, but a stranger ...
16, thoughts in the night break, Memorial has been in love before, blame the wrong time, guilty of the most beautiful ...
17, not me, you have to carry, this is the only thing you can do for me do ...
18, what is happiness? Is a hide his grief, for everyone smile ...
19, when all are gone, who can understand, the only time that the memory of the fairy tale has been slowly melting ...
20, the day you go, I decided not to tears, eyes propped wind, force does not blink ...
21, never had been so persistent, no promises, no vows, just want to cherish, nothing ...
22, desperate is the most perfect looking, looking forward to is the longest of despair ...
23, the call of the soul away, in order to find you, do not have any hope and disappointment, just simply disappointed ...
24, the fate of the arrangement, has Let us very happy, to happy after, but it is the eternal darkness ...
25, if one day, you leave me, I would choose silence, because you retain important than my happiness more ...
26 that sadness in my heart, no matter how filled, will leave traces of pain ...
27, I will not struggle, struggling in your care, you do not, how do I let go depends ...
28, Those painful memories, why go to memories ...
29, River of Sorrow, for whom I am desperate ...
30, Master Yi: memories aside, Xinrudaoge ...
31, you will always be the protagonist, because you know how to please, I looked like, sitting in the corner of my relatively easy to silence ...
32, recall is an invaluable book, one can not buy happiness ... < br> 33, turned to tears after, should not just end because we will find their own way ...
34, I present you sink, after the cycle several times, then we love you?
35, the wind the more quiet, deeper night, read it slowly and Satsuki, who is unhappy with sleep. Curtain on the flocculation and residual candlelight, who read the previous years, something sad parting, yet melancholy closing doors Labi Xuan.
36, light pen and ink, and the light-spoken, not the drop point from the people waving tears, v. finish dash of bitter cold depression, light on the Galaxy, leaves have rain, drink a glass of liquor, Duan Jin unhappy human intestinal, Who Who is crazy who is frivolous, it is only natural at this time off.
37, Wang Yi-dependent view of the year love affair, tonight Do not dream it away from the pavilion outside. Deep courtyard, a few steps alone, look to the trilogy plum, gravity is not the first language, but tears. She explains how the death benefit worthy fleeting, flowers than roots of Johnson, the flowers turned out that the face of the old, spring Spring has come again, how Xiaochun Guang infinitely good.
38, face gone, who reward she explains, want to stay the winter snows residual holding incense, persevering, relentless snow turned into tears. Tears Dieyi after dancing has been bad, who love affair delirium forest units, some worship a wandering, Yu Yourong China without merits and demerits, two blank space will cry laughing, Xiao Ying Lu buried in drift.
39, plum off, fragrance left, Tim James sad parting means. Pick up stray wood buried next fall to do this winter to bloom.
40, old feelings, like a dream really, worry on his eyebrows, crazy for a while, a drunk, off to do what the Japanese side, the snow did not understand their worries, dreams to depart, empty flower eternal sigh, thinking the pain Love Red, this Nanjin affection.
41, River of Sorrow, the spread of my past has been, flee eroding the period of years. October is not October, but the eclipse months. gradually blurred vision, memory slowly away and this October, I still failed to pick up the joy of returning to the contrary, erosion into the more sad.
42, a game in a dream, dream dream heartbroken I do not know. Those heavy pain, but I am not willing to be the pick up, and then, slowly my heart haggard.
43, how many disappointed misery, worry and more worry in people injured. those little happy, because you leave and loss invasion, Then gradually numb my soul.
44, arrived, but I always thought miss Homecoming, is that there is no penetration fleeting thoughts of courage, were later found not miss not persistent, but that a fleeting, Who can be no long wait ...
45, love, always been a hundred thousand turn back the things herve leger long gown, never give up, never hurt, never sad, never confused, how to understand love? The original, love to drink arsenic was actually smiling. Past is frozen in the memory of the dream, and you are my only memory. Around the front of the leaves; listening, the rain outside the window is missing a teardrop. Miss is a sad, melancholy happiness is a warm, pain and surprise.
46, heard a single name, recalled some of the song, but so also did not get used to the melody. Once heard justonelastdance, just feel nice, it is now, experienced, grief. The face of a thousand years old who wait, who is searching in the sink, I exhausted all the sorrow, but you do not understand my loneliness, even loneliness into mourning, still can not swim across my lonely soul!
47, in that year's winter season, the mood of the wind, the sound on and the snow, blowing a stone ... While knocking it little by little dull love martyrs, let your eyebrows to my code word is close to ...
48, I was gentle, in addition to desolation; I was gentle, in addition to sadness; I was gentle, in addition to sadness ...
49, fall injury talk, stepping on the shadow of the night, following sobbing all the way to autumn, stop and go ...
50, edge, fragrant yesterday; edge, to meddle in the future; edge, lingering today ...
51, the solitude of the night I will be stunned and tired of the hands of pet toys unexpected throwing glow of street lamps. I am not silent language, relying on the sentimental standing ... wanton finger to slide around the corner ... to spread, slightly sad emergent whose shiny ...
52, the roots of smile, and finally arrived, but Homecoming ... who's gentle and scattered Montreal, helpless in the fingers goes ...
53, Mo fall rainy season, leaving me jealously guarding ghost town. Perhaps Past evil, life edge ... its quiver plume Qingsi lingering heart ... nonetheless, my sadness will eventually return can not you give happiness ... the day, Iraqis cute that color to: You married me to be your bridesmaids ... misty eyes misty, may also expect you to promise me the light on the cloud, and like mind wantonly ridiculed open wounds, oozing blood mixed with want to do nothing, to erase many of the Mibu stone promise you, I swear the words. Everywhere red, but can not graffiti ...
54, smiling, half-buried city of smoke sand left over the years can not hurt. Cheng Hao Iraqis: do nothing your hand, but I do not want to do the bride. Maple Leaf fall behind whipped, and finally give way and the heart of the cool earth to be rendered a Red:
55, must now do the last non, Sansei Dong Nai River remains. Not by the hands of Seduction finally put your heart in the corner of Leila in that moment, fragmented. I am not looking forward to not being too sad, just do not believe such a beautiful long-cherished wish will come so easily, then lost more quickly. Fingertips of happiness reminding us of scenes the horizon of soap gun, we can not be too greedy, and if so can not appreciate ...
56, the old roots of Yin desolate, lonely drunk Qinglei rouge ...
57, gradually blurred the face of smoke line of sight, in the past used to be is so sweet, but now it is like Diya's old records, not the interpretation are sad, not that beautiful rhythm Yin, played no thoughts of that smoke, that such transfer can not dream hope and pray ...
58, put an end to the cold miss, cut the duck string, extravagant Hunxiao in Hong dispersion in Yuanyang, dusk, full of endless bitter taste ... melancholy dyed black hair, white hair cover Love, miss it soul back to the dream every night, come and go but no trace ...
59, origin edge off, after all, Meng Yichang sober, but no regrets, for you to use all of the Review, this life of love willing to sink in the mud, you are in the horizon, I Cape ...
60, stray random fleeting, feeling of sadness save heartache ... try listening with a smile to your encounter, but found the pain filled world, and by your crush story You still owe me a conclusion ... Looking back the past, all a dream, it seems no trace, but do not play loose ...
61, the night was more than half of people supporting the drunk, leaning out of windows on, tell what is the oxygen or lack of temperature? Miss the tears across the ocean, made off with the temperature of love ... the window, the moon deserted climb the branches, all branches occupied lazy, pale that a cactus on a windowsill, thoughts gradually bleached yellow with it, in memory of the night wind in the breakdown of injury, loss of those who have ...
62, you give love, so I breath smooth, with only oxygen to live, and now, miss tie him down with the separation of the end of the quarter, hypoxia painful, I had a good well-being of us that have been abandoned in the flee of the arms, smell the fragrance of love remains, lying on the grass through love, tears annihilation of my thoughts, forgotten those who forget the past so-called ... ... ... ...
63, the memory of those who would flash, and ultimately into the heart ... suddenly, a scene is about to wet or overshadowed by the strong heart ...
64, the night after all night, become obvious to the baptism of loneliness, escape the bleak sad ... That night, the loneliness of sorrow or sadness, bleak perception of the night? How do I get the clear? I also just ordinary people only, complex emotions, it is difficult to let go of the frustration, cut, and, it seems more chaotic ...
65, I have much courage to face the upcoming all, how much faith to continue swaying in the wind that dedication ... sensitive to weak heart sinking, as if they would be brave and resolute as the original ...
66, Dianpei glass, the reality is so cruel, I always leave the most difficult aspect of life, That seventy-two g tired soul ... and the empty shell has no choice but to tearful smile, nodding to accept ...
67, or not may be able to live it, followed closely by the spread of imprinting sad , naughty city, and my world became a water park, crumbling, but Olympus Sheng-hui, a distance of neon in the blurred eyes in only a vague glow, eyelashes eventually embarrassing, dripping down ...
68 and wanted engraved on a stone in the Sansei oath, a kind of eternal heaven and earth ... I desire, not just warm through, but a lifetime of waiting ... actually no, the length of time is not important, really important is ... approached a love you, I know this life is doomed sadness, emotions will run out of my life and tears ...
69, Buddha said: perseverance, Oliver in the cycle of life, my dedication to it? You can wait until after the turn gazing ...
70, fall, a sad season, but did not romance a Geshi Autumn's gorgeous ... always been a nightmare haunting thoughts at the deepest soul, overtaken by piercing rain, scattered over the ground sigh ... immune to expectations, wrapped in thick darkness, the darkness creeping toward the boundless, even though I know you are my dream hand in hand to a Phantom ...
71, emotions , ups and downs is the spice of life, even over the indifferent Cangbai life, and occasionally try a different flavor, even before the cold winter, but my heart is not the same season, the people the meaning of life, you may have a own answer ...
72, is young, you think untold, leaving empty Red song, if Sam knows no boundaries, no sea shore heart, I would like low to the dust, I, to follow you around, and you may be willing?
73, do not know whether to fire some life into the Rumo do not know whether these illusory scene over and over again from the depths Menghun call me ... I am more and more as a kind of collapse in clear view different situation ... When I look back, that fleeting passing of time and space gap in the case that there is a deep-seated long years ... the vicissitudes of life, I am sad to have life and life's stopped ... very confused to ask, why? Why again and again to stay in my real life as well?
74, wind, light flavor with a distant call me ... I am with the wind, that sound, that Valve and then back to the Qing Ji of the ...
75, from listening to a song, failed to keep off Hongsheng far, midnight sky, leaving a vast. No dialogue to write a message to, people have Zuiwo Red. Forget the diary vague promise, but, remember that ant-year-old Tan with early yellowing. May be a lonely life, with the flowers bloom cycle of frost ...
76, curtain first volume, waxing, such as hooks, dark thoughts, cut, tangled, sadness Man Juan, is the cold autumn wind. Yela, cold autumn wind, fragments of memory and did not leave the branches, like you never left my heart, like, just, this sad, imprisoned by the years of my expectations, solitude loneliness and the human world ...
77, glow of sunset, the evening sunset, condensation of the season is in full bloom after the quiet. Month, such as hooks, candle do, just before dawn disabled. See also dream, not the dust does not stick stick smoke. Wide cold bleak horizon far into the snow towards the evening, such as black hair. Faintly see you haggard Xiuyan, curtain roll early, that touch of classic moonlight, in the end who lost face? This is a trace of weak hearts, who led the Department of thoughts?
78, listening to upbeat music, to try to make my mind would be more pleasant, but after it was merged into the ears filter Ruqirusu strands sad sound, like a storm after another, leaving the devastated, equipment was cold at ...
79, the night pour a full screen of desolation, with me alone into the wound, but few people can see? Crying filled the cold moonlight, and I sleep alone, and few people can understand? Who can understand no common language, gloomy, sad suppression of frustration?
80, dust flies, the dead enemy no news, no amount of care can only be overtaken by emotion and heart murder, steal cold alone, thousands of magic to miss the gradual erosion of the miss of the heart ...
81, if If there is, will we ever?
82, sinking, pale, my beautiful dream, this is a rainy autumn, the weather is very cold, the total exposure to some of the things, can not help but Duwusiren, causing a flood of that kind of flood, flooded the injury of the season ...
83, once again relive the scenes, immerse yourself in them, and finally caught in a dream, the talk of the pain of parting for years, to fulfill their commitment to that unfinished ...
84, weak feet down in the night curled up inside, afraid to speak, afraid to break the silence was filled with cool atmosphere, this is a wonderful feeling, but is so frightening ...
85 I am afraid, afraid of the atmosphere in such a cold at his lost, devoid of the last ray of hope, then living in the end is giving me nostalgia ta heaven, or hell for me to punish it?
86, if nostalgia makes me worried about your heart calm, I might no longer so pessimistic ...
if you smile that sweet deep some longer, I might ask to years of regret ...
if not the reality so cruel, maybe I'll live better ...
87, night, wanton spread of its charm, sparkling pearl encrusted black wings, distributed dazzling extravagance, mapping out the dark gray poppy-like tentacles of glamorous , floating in the air ambiguous atmosphere, crazy thoughts through loneliness, the temptation is decadent blurred, painful swallowing messy thoughts unlimited extension of sadness reminding us of scenes to climb a lonely ghost lurking ...
88, left bank is a lonely, lonely sad overflowing, that bloom Shining smile, instantly withered moved into a final, clear the ring of the arc ... the right bank is sad, tangled with the lingering pain, the emotion of that smile Looking back, seems like a broken-like leaves, the sink removal difficult in the fleeting melancholy love you ... the other side is the heartache, love deeply, meaning rain ... Red light point, a stream of ink vividly bleak heart ...
89, there was a legend, the tears will flow into a fairy tale, and you the other side of the fairy tale. As long as flying over the sea, will be able to reach the other side of a fairy tale of happiness. Life, I stood lonely on the left bank, you are standing Cape horizon ... palm stroking fleeting, even if the road is far horizon, still can not cut off the earth long and tangled thoughts ... < br> 90, I am Looking forward to your direction, the thoughts condensed into rain together, in the barren world, haunted infatuation, haunted look forward, through time and space, over the sea, with a fragile body against the invasion of wind, stop the waves crash ... in the years tempered, work hard, go ahead ...
91, the fate of nostalgic fun ... life after life, life after life of love, pass on the reincarnation of the once, and again missed, and again cast eternal life ... sad, is the last I, love it! We can not hand in the final phase pull
92, fillip smile, Cheng pulls all of the edge of the Tibetan do, only a hopeless tears ... worth mentioning, tonight, let alone drunk I drink alone, which is your glass of wine rippling wave shadow? Past life reflected on the face ... worth mentioning that, tonight, I was lonely dancers, accompanied by Resentment Xiaoyin, tread lightly music, crack that old soul ...
93, this life, you do not reverse in the boundless loss ... sea life, yet so far away where you do not have to wait ... at a loss and wait for it, have been suffering into War, fell in reincarnation ...
94, deep night, I'm still waiting on the shore of sadness, light singing crooning , the turn, but can not go far ... I still look forward to a reversal of time, I go there with you until the Cape ... horizon, dawn coming, right close to left bank, has become a distant horizon ......
95, had a revelation has been the Millennium, with no return at the East Meets West, Staring Wang Shi Jun Mowen, cycle several times off the final fate of residual edge ... hard to violate ancient, long-stay upset complain Lian Lian, Sansei Stone River Annatto grass , but also tears the soul of life mourner ...
96, trace the heart Dream - suddenly, the Bana open, flower color, the extradition of the lost souls ... flowers, the butterflies fluttering, light blue wings blooming Rainbow aperture ... I know, this life, you must have a butterfly hairpin, because many years ago, I have become a butterfly, waiting to fly the other side of happiness ... ...
97, tears toward the cold wind swept, at the moment, my absence of eyes, only a residual discretion of your deadpan ... a bitter, a person's smile, choking tell myself that I had a good ... now I continue today Kuangku drunk, get drunk at least I can enjoy a moment of forever ... old Yan whine, cold accompaniment, playing with an absolute look of ancient remains from the War ... the lonely, no exhaust of thinking, the idea ... too many different explanations, and finally bound to become an excuse, too much has been will eventually be turned into sadness ...
98, the harsh reality, tearing up my enthusiasm again and again ... I am a clumsy dancer, alone move in their own world ... all started to leave, the last one left me lonely leaning against the wall, grasping black hair, eyes no longer look forward to ... unable to breathe the breath of the community dirty, leave this lonely world ...
99, in fact, not the result of love, is the best memories ...
100, some pain, unable to speak, can only be endured, until it can slowly forget ...
some love, can not persist, even dismay, we can only cool to give up ...
101, if there is a love can be makes you beautiful, or provoke you some kind of potential and power, then even if this love is not the result, it is beautiful, is worthy of your regrets ... like a flower opening, flower may know that it will finish after the litter, it does not necessarily result after litter, but it is still open, so open was warm, in its most beautiful season ...
102, pearl shell life is distressed, you I, I care ...
103, our love was brief, but memorable enough for me ... Yes, if there is anything we are born destined to survive, then both sadness and joy, fun and worry, are We can not be stripped and abandoned the life of wealth; if we are willing to guard it as a life of wealth and if it is, we also enjoy the endless life ... sometimes I think: If there is afterlife, to her All all, never regret ... for that moment hundreds of millions of light years reunion, I am willing to pay for everything ... there is no end, no beginning; not meet, there is no separation; everything would always continue, no twists and turns ... but, we do not Choose ...
104, missed the time period, is still left to share the same care; through the episode, is still settling down to share the same faith; experienced is a geo- copies, is still in my heart is a constant blessing ...
105, care is always, always in good faith, bless you forever ... the only happiness for me, I can do for you and only wishes ...
106, if not if, we will not have those who should or should not have desires?
If there is no if, how can we know who gave his remorse or regret for something?
If not if, our life would not exist remember?
If there is if we turn to become what?
we can make the time again, you can choose to change yourself from the new ending?
that we will enjoy endless pleasure?
we will not be sad?
we will not be nostalgia that the late time?
we will not let themselves be so tangled?
107, because you are unfeeling, my life changed from kind, then, time flies unconsciously, the same sky, different world, accidentally falls in love with someone else, just like the original love like you, people haste makes Huan, occasionally a recall, you had to know the despair is a new hope, and then later, despite the hope, but still do not know what to do in order to make life better ...
108, either hold too many dreams, I do not have much hope, because there are too many hopes, I will be your heart slowly began to forget, forget our understanding until we forget that we forget the beginning of end and forget our love ...
109, time is not head back, time will only take us to the future, time will only take us to far away far away and even more distant than the distant place, If we do not know how to cherish, then perhaps one day the time will bring us to the very sad very sad, even tragic still more tragic than the time to go ...
110, no longer asked to find, love, you gave me what?
111, time remains the same, fleeting to continue, but the old heart ...
112, time, and thus, in the back outlook, going around in circles; fleeting, and thus, in going around in circles, the gone ...
113, flies, Love like water, but do not know when, the heart seems old, numb. obviously only 20 years old, but like the scary old, life did not seem to life, only about a heartbeat. repetition of the same melody TV drama ...
114, sun, rain, snow, moon and stars, are condensed into a short day and night together, eyes open, looking hastily repeated interpretation of fairy tales for thousands of years, the sky clouds down, there is no trace of a hint of drifting; days of winter to spring herve leger v neck bandage dress, geese no longer fly north in the south hot humid in the blooming season of life, no longer willing to blindly pursue tired.
115, one day, at some point, if you will recall, is only a vague landscape, can not recall the pain ... forward, backward, in the vast expanse of the universe, how can There is a point of reference, the direction ... I look around to find a look back, no surprise no anger, no freeze-frame into the direction of the text, tap on the keyboard at random, if it is still years, to continue in the years to come floating in dark, want to see the eye closed, from ...
116, year, Chunhuaqiuyue when?
year, love the top floor, for the poetry that worry ...
year, the streamer easy to throw, red cherry, green banana ...
year, the dream in my heart Love the corner ...
117, long ago, when we look into the distance the head of a brilliant galaxy that Star is still bathed every night of our heart, has gone to Vega grew up in sentimental tears ... because, while no longer believe in fairy tales ...
118, we are still good, when covered with the dust around our hearts, we waved to the wipe, but this could not bear to touch the soul had to endure the pain. Young and foolish, we do not understand the adult world's rules ...
119, when we wake up from a fairy tale moment, we are pretending to be strong to face this world, lonely and cold, and arrogant. The poor family, the pressures of life, spur our hearts, which cares the road muddy rough thorny ...
120, young children, is simply ignorant of the angels, good people get love and affection ... he will learn Yang head very high, just to let the tears fall to the eyes, even though it hurt, he will also pretending to be strong to turn around, smile and tell you: I'm fine, really good ...
121, Life is a gorgeous fireworks, we would not stay still lingering nostalgia, even of joy filled his head; Dream, follow the singing all the way forward ...
122, do not understand, others say you can with the painful memories Time slowly changing, can it in my heart, always in such a night, quietly attack on the heart, continue to spread, the constant repetition ...
123, once thought that love beautiful, well-being in order that in the foreseeable future, Discard all, struggling to care expectations; while now, but just want to simply live, sit and watch things, throw everything in the memory of the past outside ...
124, from just one person alone, guarding his loneliness , remove all of the burden, stumble, looking forward to the next cycle of happiness ...
125, there are no broken hearts in the end too? Love in the end is not part of me? For me, these issues have long been important, because they have done to accompany the end, passive let go. Beware loved heartbroken after I reluctantly give up; heart, no longer waiting for love hard. I feel like would like to discard this memory, but some things have not been long lost ...
126, has been thought that if he try to love a person, as long as you can be happy in love with each other, but the reality is cruel of the desire to tear up a little bit, let me know, in addition to happiness in this world than love, the original can also become a burden, a kind of pressure, after love, had no choice but to give up, his heart lost in memory ... In this environment, I slowly learned to cool.
127, parted ways, far apart, meaning the wind whisk financial situation Siyu feeling of anxiety dreams, and then will leave, Reflections on methotrexate alone somewhat ...
128, away dream never wake up, blurred dawn, clear on the afterglow bypass the heart of Melancholy, down to the flowers of the shrub, never stop, obsession to pursue that dream-like tenderness ...
129, thousands of miles distant, the way the storm clouds of infected earth she explains, the roots of graffiti crazy drunk , addicted to madness, mad that the picturesque south! Red King must pen pale confusion, 10000 King centrifugation, and inviting the mind get rid of the loss. October flowers, I do not know where to bloom?
130, perhaps new herve leger dresses, I sank zero, perhaps, already beyond redemption, but I turned the scene that could have gave you the slightest move, dream? Everything is a dream! Wind and rain, remains the same.
131, BES Looking back, flashed by, wandering life, who were originally a mistake, scattered in the corner of ups and downs, the silence surrounding youth, think of a single ink fishing under the moon, children back to the heart of intoxicating Yang Zhao King fans like love songs, to express affection unawakened, Zuiwo dream feel.
132, far more than love, writing poetry on paper, silence and quiet night, listening to Mengfei scattered dreams, the wind rain continued, broken hearts have been chaotic, those passing fleeting, had not wonderful, but affectionate look forward to, is bound eternal life is not useless!
133, for whom love to stay, dreams Stopped? Means ignorant pending, this life is not there ...
134, the vast sea, Where Are You? Gean like Cowboy. Into the familiar street, walk began to take place, when you smile deep printed my mind, my heart pounding it affects your heart? The initial U.S. is interdependent heart?
135, time goes by, warp. Who is breaking records on paper rustle of the United States, messy font carved deeply diary who arranged chapters, broken-hearted song writing and how should we do gentle grinding time, the pain always hovering in the dying memories ...
136, Japan worry on thinking, an ink sketch, put together a picture. Ran from the burning cigarette is useless in the hands of thick black fog in the air waves, wishing to indulge in the taste of nicotine. Perhaps the only way I can add a dash of injuries ...
137, becoming the night has been deep. Sleep tonight, I listened with fierce wind blowing outside the window and let it disrupt begins Qingsi, feeling helpless and miserable, cold and the coldest singing sad. Thorn worry about the cold surface, coldest hanging branches, who singing with my loneliness with light dust ...
138, when the love you have become your burden, then I choose to give up ...
139, when the love thing of the past, why should this quest?
140, once thought you were a kite, holding my hands Flanagan line, no matter where you fly, and I eventually your ownership.
141, now finally understand that love you, you should not be bound.
142, do not want to let you see my tears, because you will be soft-hearted, but you will not be happy.
143, some say the world will have eternal love.
between you and me, if love can not even short-term existence as open with each other.
144, you all, I care about. I never meant to blame you.
145, I know, there is a love called to give up, it is the deepest love for you.
146, to meddle in their youth, the sad fate paranoid ...
147, nothing beautiful, nothing to glory, it has nothing to do but I blindly committed to ... and so, quietly staged a no-name director is not the only one who did not monologue, for life, firmly ...
148, obsession, obsession is still to guide me so, again and again and get off his back and then go with the train, stay behind me and things, in the end, I still do not residual, I want to know is waiting for the day, more than anyone else who is strong, who is desperate to whom? Train again and again, from beginning to end, the shuttle in the city, what people think silence, listening to the Who's crying? Silently wish of every person on the train trip, safely reach the end, quiet, tranquil water, just like the face of a Bay calm lake, with no distractions, where can we find the poor? Those noises, like a quietly flowing song, crooning in my ear singing light ...
149, end of the story is this is a loneliness in trouble, everything is like fireworks, after the endless lonely bloom ... you go along the direction of a scar across, full of tenuous ... ...
150, doffing to cover up the downtown. Morning cry, awakened heart career.

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