For most people, the meaning of love is to be loved, but to me, is not to be hurt, that is love.
Buddha says: "the bodhi this have no trees, mirror is not Taiwan, had no thing, where make dust."
Suddenly look back, the world of mortals ten zhangs, the wasted years, never know time is the wasted time, Dream beauty pro
or the time wasted time, deals, sadness, as the ancient Greek myth, automatic faded in the pharaoh's scepter, leaving only the big desert of dunhuang manuscripts, complained of regression of the last days.
Give up is a kind of sad gestures, and so does change, but also a self growth. I have changed a lot, you can't see, you can only see me less than a...
The way of life, the road to Jane, silent, wisdom, party and its own. Man's life in a hurry, who can truly understand everything inside of others? Even if a person so what? Also AnLiu Jiang Jing water, drizzle in the double yan still dancing. Fly, like a dream, time is fleeting and decades time blink can be, life is short, one day we grow up, will put aside all the unpleasant things. Those people, those things, will dissipate, become a kind of illusion, a fantasy, a touch less than scenery.
Friends told me: "three people, there is always a person to give up. Not so much to give up, as a kind of can't change after resignation." Yes, indeed, at this time, I really is helpless...
I can't refute eyes nothing, but you can allow yourself to flow in Laos, one of silence is my best sky. Not to say that your friends do, also not be stressed once left a right. Ah, I'm tired, lost in this gorgeous dance, even if I again is not willing to, so what? Even if I lost my shame, so what? You don't care, how can I?
Remember ever seen such a words: "a man can't be too greedy, too greedy you will lose more." Whether affected by psychological loneliness, or because of the agitation of youth, a friendship or go away, every year autumn, similar scenery, different amorous feelings, we first get to know each other is in the rice fragrant, golden autumn, but also in the autumn. Years run over with a bang, leaving a light track, leaving full of melancholy, but helpless. The wind blew away the time, HKUE ENG
also blew away the my withered heart.
You are not me, never understand how much I care, just as well. If you eventually just brilliant Milky Way glass sand, then I won't make an effort to hold, because I know that everything is just a young my a dream.
Josh shores once said: "there is no incurable wound, not the end of the destruction, all lost, will be back in another way." Even if lost all over the world, I won't be sad. A person happy, not because he owns much, but he care about less.
Is a burden, is another kind of lost.
Not less than less, but more than another.
A abandon does not necessarily is lost, it is another kind of broad. So, I am very happy.
In the beginning, I knew it, everything will come to an end. Since ancient times have sensitized, since ancient times there is sorrow on elegy. We just didn't understand, not. Everything is just a distant memory. Because there is no real experience, there is no deep in our experience. Today, I spent two years experience, Dream beauty pro
was going to experience a, who knows so profound, for the...
Time passed so fast, we are no longer young, in a blink of an eye injury of youth finally in this the end of the season on a less perfect full stop.
Count time, as if everything is a dream, dream, tears wet the pillow.
Just let it be, live with pain kiss me, then I with song.
Just let it be, "friends," goodbye!
Time in October, deserts, nuskin
is negative one thousand years patiently waiting.