渣男壁纸欣赏,青春中的美最迷人

发布时间：2024-03-22 06:58:48

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Missing is as long as weeds, and the memory buried in my heart can't freeze my attachment in this cold season. Miss in this cold season, everything passed by. Without nostalgia, everything becomes messy after leaving.
Listen to the sigh of the wind in the rain, listen to the roar of the wind accompanied by yellow sand, listen to the desolation of the wind and the snow in winter ... Frozen memories are floating in this winter wind, and I hear my heart cry. I can't give you too much, but I can only deeply bless you in this winter wind, my lost love and lost years.
How much dust is swaying here with the wind, swaying the past and remembering the drops. The kite flying freely in the wind, long lines, tearing memories that can never be erased, and so on, time goes by, and the kite that has gone with the wind accepts the bath of spring, without the throb of youth and the madness of youth.
The thread of time, sitting on elegant thoughts, walking on paper memories, wind and rain are just essays in the sadness and joy of the mood. And listening to the wind and rain in the shallow rain is like picking the fragrance in the palm of your hand, turning your hands a few purples, floating silently and gently explaining your mood in a thousand turns.
Looking at the sky outside the window, it is dark and gloomy, which casts a thin layer of silk gauze on the world, and also makes the mood a little melancholy, melancholy years, endless sadness, and passes the already dusty memories from my mind like images, and the ending that comes to my heart is once again aligned with the distant clouds and rain. Rain, drop by drop, embraced the earth, from the first drop to the present place, and finally the downpour broke through the obstacles of the world, spilling the most permanent memory. This year, the summer eyes recalled the sorrow and the hibiscus was in the past.


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