If, if it is true, as I expected, so please put away your tears, sadness and regret, all this is no longer important to me. Almost deprived of accommodation in the world I can not see you, but also not aware of all this, even the old dream of the butterfly and the infinite love of youth have forgotten, no longer want to ride with that blue ox, said Yuen Road I entered the wonderful realm of inaction, not to follow the virtual Yufeng by Li Bai, surf the sky, the soul of an already fragile and detached aloof, I was no me.
So, if you really love me, please, I love this life, love my innocent young, ignorant youth, passion, middle-aged and old and feeble in the face when the vicissitudes of life, even though the encounter was too late, but we after all, did not miss cross arm, and one regret and bitterness that each other too well. Time and tide wait, life is short, if you really care about me, I lit a fire to help make rain golden, hay aroma it, live in relation to spend, in relation to enjoy, in respect of high-spirited song.
Please do not blame me negative, do not laugh at my greed, to face life at the same time, they should face death, because it is part of life. Then you want a pleasant and elegant that I can say goodbye, before you spend as much as possible to those who love the original, those gracious, and the blood of the song.
Cold wind blowing and rain under the eaves, like broken beads, a Lianzhao one, Unspoken. "Looking back on the memory is still near the line, the heart of water just east", I remembered your name in my heart, as if it is the only warm the world, but could not hold. Dust all the sadness, I Qiangdajingshen out the door, try to smile and accept the cold, and cold even after the new sun, after all, life is short, no one has reason to waste, to waste ... ...
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