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When the high-speed Jinan , car window Raindrops on glass string of a string from slipping , the depths of the lonely, and the South compared to the more barren and desolate , temperatures drop rapidly , thin clothes in a hurry trip itinerary in numerous cold and warm southern miss the taste of the bright beautiful mountains , that is still warm and exhort . Rain all the way to drift overhead from Malus to wulian scenery , large yellow poplar swaying branches and leaves us feel sad, a return to the old way was not ten years the memory of the street now skyscrapers, remaining just under the bustling memory.

Wiper on the glass of the car window back and forth movement never know tired, scenery flying in backwards, a little bit far away from life's coming and going , hoary Love those people touched by the warmth of the moment , is so hard to forget that life was date night following the realistic , from the way the rough way, to the end of the road or the road, left or right ? Yes choices or give up ? Intersection of wandering, lonely night in frustration , then do nothing, yet so Shenbuyouyi .

As feelings, emotions, we have it the real side , and manipulating all of us all that is his own ideas, a lot of words do not understand how to explain it all seem redundant, but a lot of things can willingly or without cause , which is the love? Or like ? Light, deep and shallow, there are a few people can say understand that feelings are our most brilliant side, it can be silent , but also magnificent , either you ends of the earth , or close you can feel its hot it 's sad cold , human life is very short , so short that one can only see the back only once for all the memories , and those who accompanied the life of children who walked fleeting become Aomi Kuwata , to me ! Love you in general, not romantic, but in between the lines .

Goethe said, " When you feel pain when you let go ." Perhaps the meaning of this sentence , only people who can truly understand the pain over and experience , the gift of life we have rich content, but also give us too much can not be said of the injury , the truth of exile , while the warmth of hand if this went on ? Hurt you ? Does it hurt? Was shaking his hand , or Swing head , youth is a crybaby , one one horizontal dash to record his heart once past , endless mountains, thick Love weak, how can one again in a pen Looking back over the band ? Remember that your original face, your hands have been holding me tightly , those soulful ear whisper , in the years of reincarnation, have completed a period penned the sea , Unspoken unacceptable gather , woven into this life to the most pain, let it pick up and put down , from spring to leaves everywhere, every time an expandable and stacked , quietly bloom again .

Love you ! Nothing romantic, true only in the ordinary seasons wind with rain , blue sky with white clouds and the earth , and I have memories of colorful green , then bloom aroma overflowing layers to miss your smile as plum blossom , taste loneliness is not breathe , such as blue . Expand the dense palm outstretched hand , I still remember Amidst full House , a paper fleeting youth appeal , as you write beautiful poems , enjoyed a long trail edge outside , relatively little brow look, embrace guitar years , yo do not absolutely playin much laughter, how old is that I write the songs for you , your young , my white hair .

See and not see , and I are here, not to go , love and not love , love is there , not to rise , you read and do not read , I have here , not sad not happy , so you come to me arms, or let me live in your heart. A touch sad words like this , as you like tearing eyes, always put it slipped interpreted as the temperature of the liquid with the face of human impermanence , gather and disperse phase , you give me a piece of paper spear youth of the Psalms, is endless sadness , remember that life had given me all the moving people , share a tacit understanding that the growth of the hot , how much light through clear plumbing lonely sleepless night , from start to finish , from past to present , bits and pieces are still recall the harbor , it was said , " is the heart of the lonely , lonely is not read" that once read like a blur , unchanging miss , and can withstand many winters fighting countless awe-inspiring , tear Frost gradually melt in the warm spring in March, willow branches brushed romantic , but also a river Chunhuaqiuyue , south of the water one hundred and one thousand turn back , Delicate thin clouds calmly walked millennium Cangsang , quartzite had fallen who initially vowed Rainy girl in red makeup who are in distant look, etc. Leaves covered days.
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Love you ! Nothing romantic, hold an old imprison a distance of time and space , which is a cry of happiness , love, not love , love to the end shall be scattered, Red smile and you were wandering, I remember that I loved, a thousand mountains ice . snow , Broken Bridge Xihu month , condensed into thousands of amber, love for you ! Transparent still .