It is unforgettable when it comes to the eyes, but how to put it into the heart? The dream is hot around the soul and falls into the net of Acacia. The wind does not disperse, and the candle shadows are chaotic. A long love is difficult to cut, pain to, tears burning! Endured, suppressed, but a thought, the pain immediately burst into a burning sea, collapsing the silent fortress. Thousands of honors and favorites gathered in one, but was swallowed up by the dark soul of the lamp, the moon falls on the windowsill at night, it is extremely cold, your eyes!
Inscription
Lonely for a long time, will yearn for an embrace; pain for a long time, will seek an antidote; lonely for a long time, will want a burning. A thousand years lonely cold wind blows the Xiao, the clothes dance gently and the shadow shakes slowly. Yunton faint blue sky shed tears, lotus step gently moved the snow was floating. The last cool in May pierced the heart, the blood was dripping, and the painful ink was a punishment. You see, the wind blows sand and everything is in the picture. Forget it, a cup of poisonous tea with mildew sprouts, without the clear water bay, pay but burn, the pain of the heart.
There are always so many accidents on the road of life, who can control the misfortune and misfortune, maybe it will still be there today, and it will become rouge tomorrow. If the dream wakes up when the heart hurts most, if it is dark, the night is the coldest! In the dark, quiet, pain raging how can not sleep peacefully! Constantly changing positions, throwing away clothes one by one, there is no place for the body to touch. Memories are still rummaging through the cabinets, as long as I gently miss my heart, I dare not think about it. Night is the devil, binding the soul in chains. Li Mingcai found that he had subverted everything last night. In another corner, he had a fever naked and cried at night.
Many times very tired, very lonely, a person's night is always too long, it seems that time forgot to turn, suppressing the heart of the boat. Want to borrow some happiness from tomorrow, so that today's colors are rich, so that beautiful pictures fill their melancholy eyes. Want to laugh without scruples, just foolishly simple. But I can't, without the simple ability. Some things know that it is poison, but still can not quit, has become a gentle addiction, Ru people drink tricks, devour the endpoints of their own lives, indulging their desires.
Like the green stillness, is to let the heart forget to beat; like the sea broad and ups and downs, just like a person experiencing hardships, and then a little tolerance, relieved. If you travel at this moment, it is to completely empty yourself, strange to familiar, and finally forget, this is a feeling of escape. The heart is unstained like Bodhi dust, like a white lotus flower, which is a gift from the Buddha. At the end of the song, people are doomed to rob, let the wind take away those memories, and then travel light, continue the lonely journey, do not seek, meet is a tacit understanding, have is the fate of the blessing. Just borrow some happiness from tomorrow, so that today is hot, so that the heart is no longer painful. If I fall asleep, it is the Buddha's spoil, he said: spiritual practice is to fall asleep, meet the best of yourself, meet the you who have been waiting for a thousand years.
Pay with no regrets in return for the Chu, weak body can not bear. The moon shadow blurred and messy footsteps, the long way is lost, the bet of nourishing tricks! Draw a rest! When the unbearable waves spin up, let silence become the casting forever. Every dawn will pray for peace and good luck, never care about their own slight illness, the pain splashed a blossoming spray, flooding into a rolling tide at night. Irresistible moment let oneself fall into the spell of sleep, the dream is just black, empty! It's not autumn coolness, it's a kind of residual pain.
At the end of May, I didn't have time to see the beauty of locust flowers with you, so I rubbed my shoulders and became a stele in the rain. My decadence made my feet stumble back again and again, and staggered and fell into a cripple. The sky is gray, can not read the magnificent gift of color, awake and lethargic alternately torture the soul pain through the heart, learn to be relieved how many times the pain of the cone heart repeatedly scab can be done! Your life Changan, I would like to retreat to Cheng Quan. From then on, Mo defended a piece of paper Qinghuan, unwilling to be indifferent to desire. Perhaps the inscription came true to myself. I was helpless by God, and I interpreted it both good and evil, and finally understood the deep meaning of the word. Bitter coffee drink into how many sorrows, but I only remember you for me to go through the wind and rain tired. So I was relieved that there was no way out and forgot who I was. Apart from the existence of the world, plant half an acre of flower fields in the text and grow enchanting roses. Shallow joy and deep love, your happiness, my no regrets.
Words: sunny light
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