Youaremylifewithoutinterestofflowers，thislifefallsinlovewithyou，isdestinedtobeakindoftearsofhappiness.

Holdingtheredbeanyousentme，I‘mwearingagreensleevewithasmile.

Readyouwhitesnow，youhavereadthewords，eveniftimepasses，easycoldfireworks，alsodestinedforyouforthousandsofyearsinAcaciaRiverin.Nomatterwhereyouare，justwanttosaytoyou:eitherC.

Iwalkaloneinthebustlingcrowd，theeyesareboundlessvoid.Youcanescapelonelinesswhenyouwalkintothehustleandbustle.Ilookedintoatoughstring，attempttopenetratethewholesky，withJianjiantendernesseyestoyouthousandsofmilesawaytostaredeeply.

However，thewind，blewawaythememory，itwaswhispered，embracingthedependenceonthebridgehadrain，accompaniedbythepianofluteyesterday，andtheTheimprintisengravedonmyheart.

bitbybit，liketheflyingdust，getweteyes.

Now，whatshouldIusetopayhomagetoyouandmymeetingAreview，evenifwehaveevilfeelings，toplayaloneislonely.Whyisthislovemakingredgraceful，mistyAcaciaWhyisthisbutonlytoenduptheparty，flowerswitheredYoumiserablesmile，embracetheharptoeverywhereremainedjustreceivedendlesswar.Acloudofsmoke，Lifeisbutadream.

Yoursilent，hasbecomethestoryofthebiggestregret，yourspeechless，portrayedmydeepestpaininthislife.Closethedistanceisasdistantasthehorizon，days，mytearspouredwine，oftenahangover.

Inalonelyhelplessnight，accustomedtoputthemselvesinthecorner，combingthepain，combingmemories.Originally，itisanunknowndisaster，loveisapastsin，andisalife.Atuneofsighs，asyllablesink，isactuallymissingwhengoingthroughthewetink.

Reallywanttobealamp，ayellowlight，readaheart，listentoafine，washedthedust，Xijinqianhua，plaintextonthegetawayfromthehustleandbustle，dancingintoadifferentkindoffeeling.Oncethemosthappytimewithyouisthelightinthesleevesrolledup，andlithography，inthedepthsofclouds，a，withagrainalcoholfragranceitaly.

InItalyphantomtwilight，NawindWangXiao，inkfountaindepictingflowersbutterflyoutline.Iwillneverforgetthepastbysunset，dependentancientbridge，playingbeachwatersidepavilion，hangLiuDi，bothdrunkinapotanddream.