Although the silk rain in the moonlight is very beautiful, the heart is not right, Ye Li thought of the crazy moon love to tell a simple idealistic and materialistic contradictory story, he is so charming, but how did he leave, and the breath is completely imprinted.

No matter how familiar two people are, it is impossible to become a person, in the rain, in the moonlight, in the fog, a familiar breath sticks to the lips in the leaves, the wet guard of lips and lips, two indistinguishable drunken poems, unwilling to separate, never again, wishing to be one with each other. Love and love are one, love love, love.

Ye Li showed a sweet smile, staring at the wild moon quietly, it was long and long, and it was not enough, it was the highest luxury of love, eternal lovers, eternal lovers, and a happy life.

"The wind of the years soothes the growing pains, after a few joys and sorrows, how many people can see through? How many past events are unbearable?

The clock of time wakes up the dream of immortality, and life is a mixture of joys, sorrows, and sorrows, how many touches can be kept? How many friends accompany you to the end?

This world comes and goes every second, never for anyone to stay, a lifetime of looking for a blink of an eye into nothing, once missed can not start from the beginning.

I have loved, cried, hurt, and laughed with all my life, just in exchange for freedom after release, and this life is enough.

I have exhausted the love of my life, I don't care if it can last forever, I have no regrets, no complaints, no regrets, no especially, what do I want in this life. "Exhausting the Love of a Life" Tong Ange, Yu Chengqing, Lin Longxuan, Huang Shujun, Zhang Kefan, Zhang Qingfang, Zhou Huimin and other choruses.

Note: "The majestic man and a beauty who has gone through all the vicissitudes of life" This title is a whimsical self-story that I try to write with the highest temperament of people, which is also an artistic conception, the same is not understandable, the same is just the meaning, hehe!

It means a beautiful state of mind, finally write to the end, force yourself to be a homework to write, short is good, after all, time does not allow, fate does not allow more writing, if one day write more, it means that I am free and easy again, only lost to know that I once had, this is not wrong, writing only for love.

Note: One less volume than one hundred volumes, this volume is made into one volume by other collaborations that are not titled under this title.

I shed tears and anger and sharpness because I am afraid, you can't, take it for granted, your qualifications, I need more security to balance.

"Sleeping in the dark is your silhouette but not touching your soul, this little double bed makes me lost, every day is like a back-to-back train only meeting in the middle of the night;

I listen to all the oaths and lies, love will be cold and crack if it is left deep for a long time, at that time you held me in the palm of your hand, and now you forgot to wipe away the tears for me! Do you remember how long you didn't say you loved me? Love me! "Happy and then what" A-Lin sang. At first, I thought it was a very ordinary song, but in order to listen to the echo of the chorus dubbing, I looked at the text a few more times, and suddenly found that it was two layers of meaning, and the lyricist was quite clever.

"A majestic man and a beauty who has gone through vicissitudes" cherishes happiness in a hundred volumes

Your reply is messy, at this moment, I think of the white dove by the fountain, the sweetness is scattered, the love is inexplicably pulled, I still love you!

Time has passed, love is facing a choice, you are cold and tired and I cry, unhappy when you leave, you use a card to handwrite "some love is only given here", it really hurts!

What's wrong? You're tired, what about the happiness you say? I understand, don't say it, love is faint, dreams are far away, happy and unhappy, count you one by one, no matter how reluctant you are, those feelings of love are too profound, I still remember.

You don't wait, say okay, what about happiness? I was wrong, my tears dried up, I regretted it, but the music box of memories was still spinning, how to stop? "Say good happiness" Jay Chou sang.

The love of your life, reading, music, movies, travel, real estate, and more. And reading includes reading the sky, reading people, reading empty reading, and thoughts. Coffee, tea, snow, money, writing (to be continued......)