You are half of my poem, no one is allowed to change a word.
You have a good smell of smoke, and I fell in love with the world because of it.
That’s not my flower, I just approached her to bloom.
There will always be a gust of wind that will blow me and then you, there will always be a moment when the distance between us is zero.
Seems to have time for everything, but I don’t know where to start.
The secret of happiness is to stop dreaming.
We used to talk all night long, but now we don’t say good night to each other.
some things don’t deserve to take over your emotions. Life is an experience. We all need to be human.
You are not half good to me, but it happens that this feeling grows like a weed, such as a loyal dog, such as a running dog, the more willing it is, the more it can’t be done all the time.
The moment I saw you, there was a tsunami in my heart, but I stood quietly and didn’t let anyone know.
I will have a little bit of expectation, whether it will appear in your copy.
I most miss that year, the air is free and fresh, mountains and smoke, dogs and fields, I sleep a summer.
I can also be greedy for fireworks, rich people, a few tile houses, and a small courtyard in Sifang, keeping time, happiness and well-being.
She picked up every broken personality of mine, and the bottomless well was also shone into the light.
All the “sudden thoughts” in the world are “always on my mind”.
The human relationship is too vulgar, it is better to watch the sunrise alone.
Blame me for being extremely mediocre and failing to fascinate you at a glance.
Always keep the wall high, and look up, longing for someone to turn over
Please give me great joy like a storm, even if only once in a lifetime
In fact, life is like this, others only look at the results, their own support process.
If it can be protected, who wants to travel through wind and rain.