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1, can not touch the well-being, more effort is in vain ...
2, took leave of absence of happiness, where drifting in; if once lost, how can sad?
3, gentle enough for the world, seemingly simple, yet so complex ...
4, we were very happy, hearts are on every corner of your memory, it will torture me, till I die ...
5, today's sad situation is that I too inflexible, or are you weak?
6, disappeared the night, please take my paranoid thoughts ...
7, the first encounter, a lifetime of hurt ...
8, ring flow, time flies, we have each other forget the ...
9, all memory of the sand, those early days, washed away my dust ...
10, thought that love is everything, before losing discovered that all is not love ...
11, martyrdom flowers out of pride and evil in this life, Grottoes and feel unwilling to bear out ...
12, no waiting, no expectations, just want to quietly enjoy the quiet of the world ...
13, with a gratuitous bloody throat, involve heartache every breath ...
14, parting, no longer far away from us, now is always beautiful, will eventually become the past, the lack of too much ...
15, met the moment, I stand before you, just a stranger ...
16, thoughts break in the night, the memorial of love too, blame the wrong time, guilty of the most beautiful ...
17, not me, you have to carry, this is the only thing you can for me do ...
18, what is happiness? Is a hide his sorrow a smile to everyone ...
19, when all is gone, who can understand that only time, that memory of the fairy tale has been slowly melting ...
20, the day you left, I decided not to tears, eyes propped wind, force does not blink ...
21, never had been so persistent, no promises, no vows, just want to cherish,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], nothing ...
22, desperate is the most perfect looking, looking forward to is the long and desperate ...
23, the call of the soul away, in order to find you, do not have any hope and disappointment, just simply disappointed ...
24, the fate of the arrangement, had Let us very happy, to happy after,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but it is the eternal darkness ...
25, if one day, you leave me, I would choose silence, because you retain important than my happiness more ...
26 That sadness in my heart, no matter how filled, would leave a trace of pain ...
27, I will not struggle, struggling in your care, you're not, how do I let go depends ...
28, those of painful memories, why go to remember ...
29, River of Sorrow, for whom I am desperate ...
30, Master memory: memory, apart from, heart ...
31, you will always be the protagonist, because you know how to please, I look at like, sitting in the corner of my easier to silence ...
32, recalled the book is a priceless, one can not buy happiness ...
33, turned to tears after, should not only end, because we will find their own way ...
34, this life I'm falling for you, after the cycle several times, we'll love you?
35, the wind the more quiet, the night darkens, Xiaoyue 寒窗, who worries with sleep. Curtain Xu, residual candlelight, who read the previous years, the sad parting things, yet melancholy closing doors Labi Hin.
36, light pen and ink, and the light-spoken, not the dropping point away from the people waving tears, v. finish dash of cold weather worries, Galaxy short months, falling like rain, drink a glass of liquor, Duanjin worry human intestinal, who Who fanatic who is frivolous, it is only natural at this time off.
37, Yi-Feng Yue Wang View current dependency, tonight Do not dream it away from the pavilion outside. Yard deep, alone, the number of steps, look to the cold nights plum, gravity is not the first language but tears. How worthy Fanghua fleeting fleeting interest, comparable to the roots of tender flowers, the flowers turned out the old face, spring to spring up again, how Xiaochun Guang infinitely good.
38, face gone, who tours she explains, like winter snow residue holding incense, persevering snow turned into a relentless tears. Tears Dieyi dancing bad, who love affair delirium forest units, some worship a wandering, Hua Yu Yourong no merits and demerits of the two blank space will cry laughing, Xiao Ying Lu buried in drift.
39, Plum fall, fragrance stay, leave Italy Tu Tim sad. Pick up stray wood buried next to the flowers in autumn and winter do.
40, old thoughts, and dream of plausibility, worry on the brow, silly one back, a drunk, off to do what the Japanese side, understand the worry of snow, dream hard to stay, forever empty flower sighed, thinking the pain Red Love, this affective Nanjin.
41, River of Sorrow, spread out my past has been, flee During their years of erosion. October is not October, but the eclipse months. gradually blurred vision, memory slipping away. This October, I still not picked up the joy of returning to the contrary, erosion into the more sad.
42, a game in a dream, dream dream heartbroken I do not know. Those heavy pain, and I am not willing to be the pick up, and then slowly withered my heart.
43, how many disappointed misery, grief and sorrow in the more injured. those little happy, because of the departure of your eclipse invasion Then slowly numb my soul.
44, arrived, but I always thought miss Homecoming is a fleeting thought that did not penetrate the courage to miss, were later found not miss not persistent, but that a fleeting, Who can not wait for long ...
45, love has always been a hundred thousand turn back things, never give up, never hurt, never sad, never lost, how to understand love? The original, love to drink arsenic was actually smiling. The past is frozen in the memory of the dream, and you are my only memory. Breakdown in front of leaves; listen to the rain outside the window is missing the tears. Missing is a sad, happy, melancholy, is a warm, pain and surprise.
46, heard a single name, recalled some of the song, but so can not hear the melody of the past. 've Heard justonelastdance, just feel nice, it is now, we have experienced of grief. The face of a thousand years old who wait, who is searching in the sink, I have exhausted all the sorrow, but you do not understand my lonely, lonely even into mourning, still can not swim across my lonely soul!
47, in that year's winter season, the mood of the wind, the sound on and the snow, blowing a stone ... While this little by little, knocking it dull love martyrs, let your eyebrows to my code word around ...
48, I was gentle, in addition to desolation; I was gentle, in addition to sadness; I was gentle, in addition to sadness ...
49, autumn injury talk, and walk the shadow of the night, following sobbing all the way to autumn, stop and go ...
50, edge, fragrant yesterday; margin, to meddle in the future; edge, lingering today ...
51, lonely nights I will be stunned and tired of the hands of pet toys throwing unexpected, Yun Huang of the street. I say no words, relying on the sentimental standing ... wanton finger to slide around the corner to ... spread, the process is slightly shiny whose sad ...
52, the roots of a smile, and finally arrived but gentle Homecoming ... who scattered Montreal, helpless in the fingers all the time ...
53, Mo down the rainy season, leaving me jealously guarding ghost town. Perhaps past life sin, life margin ... the quivering strands of Qingsi lingering heart ... do nothing, my sadness will eventually return can not you give happiness ... that day, Iraqis cute that color to: When you get married let me be your maid of honor ... misty eyes misty, perhaps I'm still looking forward to your cloud on the promise of light, such as heart injuries wantonly ridiculed and open, like blood mixed with the leaking to do nothing, erase stone Sansei promise you promise, I swear the statement. Everywhere red, but could not doodle ...
54, smiling, half the city can not smoke the sand buried the remaining years of injury. Cheng Hao Iraqis: do nothing your hand, but do not want to be my bride. Maple Leaf fell behind whipped, and finally give way and the heart of the cool earth is one to render the Red:
55, must now do wrong yesterday, whose son is still Nai River. Colorful hand last not for you to put on, the heart of the tear drops in his eyes to that moment, fragmented. I'm not looking forward to not being too sentimental, but do not believe such a beautiful long-cherished wish will come so easily, then lost more quickly. Fingertips of happiness reminding us of scenes the horizon of the soap gun, we can not be too greedy, and if so can not appreciate ...
56, old roots of India and desolate, lonely drunk Qinglei rouge ...
57, gradually blurred the face of smoke line of sight, in the past used to be like that sweet, but now it is like Diya's old records, interpretation of grief are different, not that the beautiful rhythm of Yin, playing not miss that smoke, that such transfer can not dream hope and pray ...
58, indifferent to eliminate the thoughts, cut the duck string, extravagant in Hong dispersed in Yuanyang Hunxiao, dusk, full of the bitter taste of endless melancholy ... black hair dye, hair cover for Love, my thoughts soul back to the dream every night, come and go and no trace ...
59, the origin of edge down, sober after all a dream, but no regrets, all in exchange for your use Review, willing to sink in the love life of mud, you are in the horizon, I Cape ...
60, stray random fleeting, feeling of sadness save heartache ... try listening with a smile to your encounter, but found the pain filled world, and by your crush story you still owe me a end ... Looking back on the past, all a dream, seems to trace, haunting ...
61, the night was more than half of people help drunk, on leaning out of windows, can not tell whether hypoxia or the lack of temperature? Miss tears across the ocean, made off with the temperature of love ... the window, the moon deserted climb branches, occupied the whole lazy branches, pale, that a cactus on the windowsill, was thinking of getting bleached with it dead in the night wind in the breakdown of the memory of the injury, loss of those who have ...
62, you give love, makes me breath steady, with only oxygen to live, but now, thinking of catching a separate end of the quarter, hypoxia painful, I had a good happy with us that have been abandoned in the flee of the arms, smell the fragrance of love left lying on the grass of love through the tears I miss oblivion, and forget those who forget the past so-called ... ... ... ...
63, those who would flash memories, and ultimately into the heart ... of a sudden, a scene is about to wet or covered up by a strong heart ...
64, the night after all night, not escape loneliness of baptism, can not escape the bleak sad ... That night, the lonely, sad, or sad, bleak perception of the night? How do I get the clearance? I'm just a ordinary person only, complex feelings, hard to break away the helpless, helpless, science,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], seem to be more chaotic ...
65, I have much courage to face the upcoming all, how much faith to continue to That dedication in the wind-sensitive soft sinking heart ... Will the determination as originally as brave ...
66, Dianpei glass, the reality was so brutal, I always left the most difficult aspect of life, That seventy-two g tired soul ... and the empty shell has no choice but to tearful smile, nod to accept ...
67, or may be able to live without it, the spread of the wake of sad blot , naughty the talk of the town, my world became a water park, crumbling, but Olympus Sheng-hui, a distance of neon in the left eye blurred fuzzy halo, eventually embarrassing eyelashes, dripping down ...
68 and wanted to stone inscription in the juniors section of vows, a kind of eternal heaven and earth ... I desire, not just warm through, but a lifetime of waiting for nothing ... in fact, the length of time is not important, it is important that the true come to you the love of a ... I know this life is doomed sadness, my life will run out of emotion and tears ...
69, Buddha said: perseverance, Oliver in the cycle of life, my dedication it? Can wait until after you turn gazing ...
70, fall, a sad season, a period romance Geshi Autumn's gorgeous ... but not always be nightmarish thoughts linger in the depths of the soul, overtaken by piercing the rain, scattered over the ground sigh ... immune to expect, wrapped in thick darkness, the darkness creeping toward the infinite, even though I know you go on my dream of a Phantom of the Opera ...
71, joys and sorrows , ups and downs is the spice of life, even over the life of pale indifferent, and occasionally try a different flavor, even then the cold winter, my heart is not the same season, the meaning of human existence, you may have a their own answers ...
72, are young You think untold, leaving empty Red song, if the mentality knows no boundaries, no sea shore heart, I would like low to the dust, I, follow you around, and you can be ready?
73, do not know whether to fire some life into the Rumo do not know whether these illusory scene over and over again from the depths of the call Menghun me ... I'm getting a clear view collapse as differences in the situation ... When I look back, that flash of the passing of time and space gap in the case that there is a deep-seated long years ... the vicissitudes of life, I have sadly stopped life and life's lost ... it is asked, why? Why again and again stranded in my real life as well?
74, wind, light flavor with a distant call me ... I'm with the wind, that sound, back to the Qing Ji of the contingent that http ...
75, from listening to a song, failed to keep off Hongsheng far, midnight sky, a vast left alone. Write a message to without dialogue, people Zuiwo Red. Forget the diary in the vague promise, but, remember that ant-year-old Tan with early yellowing. May be a lonely life, with the flowers bloom cycle of weathered ...
76, curtain early volumes, waxing like a hook, dark thoughts, cut, and chaotic, sadness Man Juan, has a cold autumn wind. Yela, cool autumn wind, fragments of memory and did not leave the branches, like you never left my heart, like, just, this sad, imprisoned me after years of anticipation, solitude loneliness and the human world ...
77, glow of sunset, dusk sunset, condensing the season is in full bloom after the peace. Months, such as hooks, candle do, just before dawn disabled. See also dream, not the dust does not stick stick smoke. Cold and bleak horizon wide far into the snow towards the evening, such as black hair. Vaguely see you haggard Xiuyan, curtain early volumes, that touch of classic moonlight, in the end who lost face? This is a trace of weak hearts, who led the missing lines?
78, listening to cheerful music, to try to make my mind would be some pleasure, however, after being filtered ears are continuously rolled out a Ruqirusu sad sound, like a storm after another, leaving devastated, were prepared by cold at ...
79, the night pouring over the desolate curtain, alone with me into the wound, but few people can see? Cried the cold moonlight sky, alone with my sleep, and few people can understand? Who can understand no common language, gloomy sad suppression of the frustration?
80, dust flies, the enemy lost no news, no amount of care can only be overtaken by emotion and the hearts of grievances, stole cold alone, thousands of magic to miss the gradual erosion of the miss of the heart ...
81, if If there is, will we ever?
82, sinking, pale, my beautiful dream, this is a rainy autumn, the weather is very cold, with a total exposure to a number of things, can not help but Duwusiren, causing floods that kind of swamped, flooded the injury of the season ...
83, once again revisit the scenes, to immerse yourself in them, and finally caught in a dream, the talk was for years the pain of parting, fulfill their commitment to that unfinished ...
84, weak feet down in the night curled up inside, afraid to speak, afraid to break the silence was filled with cool atmosphere, this is a wonderful feeling, but is so frightening ...
85 , I'm afraid, so afraid of the cold atmosphere in the lost himself, devoid of the last ray of hope, then living in the end is giving me nostalgia ta heaven or hell for me to punish it?
86, if reluctant to let me worry about your heart calm, I will no longer be so pessimistic ...
if your sweet smile again more deeply, might ask to go to my many years of regret ...
if reality is not so cruel, maybe I'll live better ...
87, night, wanton spread of its charm, graceful black pearl encrusted wings, distributed dazzling extravagance, and fell out of the darkness of insinuate the tentacles of the opium poppy as glamorous , floating in the air with an ambiguous atmosphere, crazy thoughts through loneliness, the temptation to blur the very decadent, painful swallowing messy infinite thoughts, grief clings to the lonely ghost reminding us of scenes Like Shadows ...
88, Left Bank is a lonely, sad lonely overflowing, that bloom Shining smile, and instantly withered moved into a final, clear the right bank of the ring's arc ... is sad, tangled with the lingering pain, that emotion of Smile Review, seems like leaves as a broken, the sink removal difficult in the fleeting depression ... the other side is heartbreaking love you, love deeply, meaning the Red rain ... light point, one ink of the desolate river vividly heart ...
89, there was legend, the tears will flow into a fairy tale, but the other side of your fairy tale. As long as flying over the sea, will be able to reach the other side of the fairy tale of happiness. This life, I stood lonely Left, you stand the horizon ... palm stroking Cape fleeting, even if Wandering Road away, still can not cut a long and tangled thoughts on earth ...
90, I'm Looking forward to your direction, the thoughts condensed into rain together, in the barren world, haunted infatuation with lingering hope, through time and space, flying over the sea, with a fragile body against the invasion of wind, ... waves crash barrier in the years tempered in, work hard, go ahead ...
91, the fate of the nostalgic fun of ... life after life, life after life's love, ever pass in reincarnation, and again missed, and again cast into eternal life ... sad, is the last I, Love it! We can not hand in final-phase pull
92, fillip smile, Cheng pulls all of the margin of Tibet do, only a hopeless tears ... worth mentioning, tonight, let alone drunk I drink alone, which waves the wave of your wine Shadow? Past life reflected on the face ... worth mentioning that, tonight, I was lonely dancer, accompanied by hidden bitterness, Xiao Yin, riding music lightly, smash that old soul ...
93, this life, you do not reverse in the boundless Wandering sea ... this life, you do not have waiting in the Coast to Coast ... and waiting for that loss, have been suffering into War, fell in reincarnation ...
94, the night deep,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I'm still waiting on the shore of sadness, light singing crooning , the turn around, but can not run away ... I still look forward to a reversal of time, I go there with you until the Cape ... horizon, dawn comes, right close into the left bank,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], has become a distant horizon ......
95, Damengchuxing has been the Millennium, with no return at the East Meets West, Cheng pulls Wang Shi Jun Mowen, residual border several times ... the ancient cycle of broken hard to breach the final fate of a long stay upset complain Lian Lian, whose son Stone River Jiangzhu grass , is also buried in the souls of flowers life tears ...
96, Heart Seamless dream - come to realize, Bana open, flower color, the extradition of the lost souls ... among flowers and butterflies fly, seven colors light blue wings blooming aperture ... I know, this life, you must have a butterfly hairpin, because, years ago, I have become a butterfly, and flew the other side of the happiness of waiting ... ...
97,monster beats by dr. dre oracle 10g Streams enviro, tears toward the cold wind swept, at the moment, my haggard eyes, only the residue of your face expressionless ... discretion a bitter, a person's smile, choked tell yourself, well ... I'm making today I continue to Kuangku drunk, at least I can get drunk to enjoy a moment of forever ... the old goose whine, cold wind accompaniment, playing with an absolute look of the ancient residues from the War ... the desolation, no exhaust of thinking, the idea ... too many different explanations, and finally bound to become an excuse to have too much will eventually be turned into sadness ...
98, the cruel reality, tearing up my enthusiasm again and again ... I am a clumsy dancer, moving in their own world alone ... all started to leave, the last one left me lonely leaning against the wall, grasping black hair, eyes no longer look forward to ... unable to breathe dirty air of the society, to leave this world alone ...
99, in fact, not the result of love, is the best memories ...
100, some pain, can not tell, can only be endured, until it can slowly forget ...
some love, can not persist, even dismay, only to cool to give up ...
101, if there is a love can be makes you beautiful, or provoke you a certain potential and power, then even if this love will not end, it is beautiful, is worthy of your regrets ... like a flower opening, flowers may know that it will finish after the fall, it does not necessarily result after litter, but it is still open, open so warm, in its most beautiful season ...
102, pearl shell life is distressed, you I's worried about me ...
103, our love is very short, but enough to make me deeply ... Yes, if there is anything we are born destined to survive, then both sadness and the joy and sorrow, are We can not peel and discard the life of wealth; if we are willing to guard it as a life of wealth and if it is, we also enjoy the endless life ... Sometimes I wonder: If there is afterlife, to her All of all, never regret ... for that moment hundreds of millions of light years reunion, I'd give anything ... and no end and no beginning; not meet, no separation; everything will always continue, no twists and turns ... However, we do not Select ...
104, to be missed is a time, left to share remains constant care; through the episode, settling down is still the same share of the sincere; experienced was a margin of were, in my heart is still is a constant blessing ...
105, care is always, always in good faith, bless you forever ... the only happiness for me, I can do for you and only wishes ...
106, if not if, we will not have those who should or should not have the desire?
If there is no if, how can we know who gave its own remorse or regret something?
If you do not if our life there will not be recalled?
if there if we turn to become what?
we can make the time again, can choose to change yourself from the new ending?
that we will enjoy endless pleasure?
we will not be sad?
we will not take back that the late time?
we will not let themselves be so intertwined?
107, because you are unsympathetic, my life changed from this sample, then, time flies unconsciously, the same sky, different world, accidentally falls in love with someone else, like the love you had, like, people Huan rush people, and occasionally a recall, you had to know the despair is a new hope, and then later, I hope though, but we still do not know what to do, to make life better ...
108, if not hold too many dreams, I do not have too much hope, because there are too many hopes, I will be your heart slowly began to forget, forget our understanding until we forget that we forget the beginning of the end and forget our love ...
109, the first time can not go, and time will only take us to the future, time will only take us so far away far away far more distant than even the place, If we do not know how to cherish, then perhaps one day will take us to a very sad very sad, even tragic yet more tragic than the time to go ...
110, no longer asked not looking for love, you give me?
111, time remains the same, fleeting to continue, but old and the heart ...
112, time, and thus, the prospect of looking back, going around in circles; fleeting, and thus, in the twists and turns, the gone ...
113, flies, Love like water, but do not know when, the heart seems old, numb. clearly was only 20 years old, but like the scary old life did not seem a life, leaving only about a heartbeat TV drama constant repetition of the melody ...
114, sunshine, rain, snow, moon and stars, are Yiqi concentrated into a short day and night, eyes open, looking hastily repeated thousands of years of interpretation of fairy tales, the clouds down, there is no trace of a hint of drifting; days of winter to spring, geese are no longer flying north, in the south hot humid life in the blooming season, no longer willing to blindly pursue tired.
115, one day, sometime, if will remember, is only a vague picture, can not recall the pain ... forward, backward, in the vast expanse of the universe, how can there is a reference to find the direction ... suddenly after a look back, no surprise no anger, no freeze-frame into the direction of the text, tap on the keyboard at random, so if the days are still to continue in the years to come floating lifeless, do not want to see the eye closed, from the ...
116, year, Chunhuaqiuyue when it?
year, love the top floor, write poetry that worry ...
year, the streamer were easy to throw, red cherry, green plantains ...
year, the dream in their hearts Love Corner ...

117, long ago, when we look into the distance the bright galaxy overhead, and that every night of the Star is still bathed in our heart, but gone the tears of sadness for the Legend of Love ... because growing up, and no longer believe in fairy tales ...
118, we are still good, when covered with the dust around our hearts, we waved to the wipe, but had This could not bear to touch the mind to endure the pain. Young and we do not know the rules of the adult world ...
119, when we wake up from a fairy tale moment, we are pretending to be strong to face this world, lonely and cold, and arrogant. The poor family, the pressures of life, spur our hearts, which cares rough thorny the road muddy ...
120, young children, is simply ignorant of the angels, good people get love and affection ... he will learn Yang head very high, just to let the tears fall, though it hurt, he would pretend to be strong to turn around, smile and tell you: I'm good, really good ...
121, Life is a gorgeous display of fireworks, we would not stay still lingering nostalgia, even if the sky overhead, the joy; Dream, follow the song all the way forward ...
122, do not understand, others say can be as painful memories to slowly change, but it is in my heart, always in such a night, quietly on the heart attack, constant spread of repeating ...
123, used to think that love is beautiful, well-being for that within the foreseeable future, rejected all efforts to care for hard look; while now, but just want to simply live, sit and watch things, lost everything in the memory of the past, other than ...
124, since then, but alone, guarding his loneliness , remove all of the burden, lurches forward, looking forward to the next cycle of happiness ...
125, the heart has not broken off in the end? Love in the end is not for me? For me, these issues have long been important, because they have done to accompany the end, passive let go. Beware loved broke, I reluctantly give up; heart, no longer waiting for love hard. I feel like would like to discard this memory, but some things do not have a long lost ...
126, always thought that if he try to love a person, as long as love can be happy with each other, but the reality is cruel of the desire to tear up a little bit, let me know, in addition to happiness in this world than love, the original can also be a burden, a kind of pressure, after love, had no choice but to give up, his heart lost in the memory ... In this environment, I slowly learned to cool.
127, parted ways, far apart, meaning the wind whisk financial situation Siyu feeling of anxiety dreams, and leave you again, only the moon reflected a bit of water whisper ...
128, did not wake up the dream away, misty morning, on the afterglow of the Qing bypass the heart of Melancholy, down to the flowers of the shrub, never stop, obsessive search for the dreamy tenderness ...
129, thousands of miles distant, all the way to storm clouds, earth Fanghua infected, the roots of graffiti crazy drunk , addicted to frenzied, mad that the picturesque south! Red pen pale and confused superb view, Wan King centrifugation, and inviting the mind get rid of the loss. October flowers, I do not know where to bloom?
130, maybe, I have sank zero, perhaps, already beyond redemption, but I turned the scene that can be made you have the slightest move, dream? Everything is a dream! Wind and rain, remains the same.
131, BES Looking back, flashed by, wandering life, who had been a mistake, scattered in the corner of ups and downs, the silence surrounding youth, think of a single fishing under the ink on the heart enchanting children back to Yang Zhao King fans like love songs, to express affection unawakened, Zuiwo dream feel.
132, far more than Love, and writing poetry in the paper, the quiet lonely night, listening to Mengfei dreams scattered drizzle continued, broken, has been chaotic, those passing fleeting, had not wonderful, but affectionate look forward to the inevitable eternal life will not be threatened!
133, for whom love to stay, dreams Stopped? It imply that outstanding, this life is not there ...
134, the vast sea, Where Are You? Cowboy as far shore. Into the familiar streets, through the first saw the place, when you smile stuck in my mind, my heart is pounding affect your heart? Whether the United States initially interdependent heart?
135, time goes by, warp. Who is scratching on paper records broken the United States, messy font carved deep feeling who arranged diary chapters, heartbroken writing how should we do gentle grinding time, the pain always hovering in the dying memory of ...
136, Japan Date of pessimism, an ink sketch, put together a picture. Almost from the burning cigarette Ran the hands of the dense black fog in the air waves, like to indulge in the taste of nicotine. Perhaps only then can I add dash of injuries ...
137, Night was already deep. Sleep tonight, I listened outside the window by fierce wind blowing, let it disrupt begins to Qingsi, feeling helpless and sad, cold and the coldest month singing sad. Worry about the cold surface of thorns, hanging branches coldest month, who singing with my loneliness with light dust ...
138, when the love you have become a burden to you, then I choose to give up ...
139, when the love thing of the past, why should this quest?
140, thought you were kites, my hand holding the cord, no matter where you fly, and I eventually you belong.
141, now finally understand that love you, you should not be bound.
142, do not want to let you see my tears, because you will be soft-hearted, but you will not be happy.
143, some say the world does not have an eternal love.
between you and me, if even a short love can not exist, it is better to release each other.
144, you all, I care. I never meant to blame you.
145, I know, there is a love called to give up, it is the deepest love for you.
146, to meddle in their youth, the sad fate paranoid ...
147, nothing beautiful, nothing glory, but has nothing to do but I blindly committed to ... and so, quietly put on a no-name no no I was the only one director The one-man show, whole life, firmly ...
148, obsession, obsession is still guiding me and so on, time and time again to get off his back and then go and train, and things left behind me, in the end, I still do not residual, I want to know is waiting for the day, more than anyone else who is strong, who is desperate to whom? The train again and again, from beginning to end, the shuttle in the city, which people think silence, listening to the Who's crying? Silently wish every person on the train trip, arrived at the end of peace, quiet, tranquil water, just like the face of a calm bay water, with no distractions, where to find the poor? And those who murmur, like the song quietly flowing, shallow whisper in my ear singing ...
149, the story ends like this, is a lonely at play, all just like fireworks, after the endless lonely bloom ... the direction you go along, across a wound, full of tenuous ... ...
150, doffing, covered up downtown. Morning cry, wake the heart career.