The night, Yun Yu streamer, softened the cold and noisy city, appeased the empty and confused heart. The figure elongated by the street lamp, lonely and helpless. Heart, in time, still lonely, still lonely, still only cold air, cold heart. The fragrance of the other shore revolves around the sadness of whose memories. Lavender waiting, who got their hands on the gray.
The gray weather, like my gray heart, is gloomy, lifeless, and desperate. Once, staring at the distance, fate I met you, fate but let us separate, whether to thank fate to let us meet or resent fate to let us separate. Who can tell me whether to love or hate? The dreariness and entanglement in your heart, you will never know. Once was so dark, there is no sunshine, such a half-dark day, was, is now. Miss Acacia is now, indifferent past is once. Gloomy day, gray heart, broken me, broken wings, gone. The cold air is suffocating.
Astringent tears tear the heart and crack the lungs. The distance of ten thousand raindrops is like the furthest distance in the world, unforgettable. That day, we left back to back, turned around the distance, tears, flowers in the dust, gone with the wind. That day, we passed by, the distance of a heart, buried between the hearts, passing by. That day, we silently look at each other, shoulder-to-shoulder distance, war, dusty memories, water moon mirror flowers leave, turn around, distance, but in a moment, it is doomed to miss a lifetime. Romantic love, endless laughter of Acacia sorrow. In the coming night, the lonely piano sounds are entangled in my heart. Parting, let me learn no longer persistent memories, but sadness, loneliness comes, how to refuse? Memories of my loneliness, care about the past, how to run aground? The missing dissolved in the lonely piano sound is a kind of beautiful Acacia.
But time ran aground all the love. Freeze the past as a window, dust-sealed in sadness, tears wet eyes, efforts not to let tears fall, after all, wet memories of the past. The strings of the fingertips can not play the sadness and loneliness of the heart. Lonely as a shadow, lingering loneliness, the smile of the day is the mask of the fragility of the night. In every lonely night, looking back on the abyss, such as life if only as good as the first sight, how good. Dark corner, heartbreaking pain, crazy thoughts imprinted under the lonely sadness at night.
Solo piano music in the cold night, will be helpless and sad to play, the heartstrings of the melody, echoed in the ear, the light and shadow on the wall, is the sadness of loneliness. Stop clinging to love.
Author: love that is not persistent
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