We have been apart for too long, and we want to talk about each other.

First, I always run away from you, so I missed you, and finally I lost you, so that I miss you so much at this moment.

Second, if love could be repeated, would I still be hurt all over?

Third, love is like a cup of milk coffee, which floats sweetly outside, floats sweetly on the surface, tolerates sourly and sinks to the bottom, and you are vaguely reflected in the coffee.

I really want to know how so many couples come into being in this world. In the face of lukewarm, lukewarm you, sometimes feel that the whole world is empty.

5. How far away, how much you miss, how tangled, how indescribable, how painful and crazy you can't see.

6. The earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

Seven, suddenly burst into tears, because I remembered my neighbor at that time. If you want to live, you can live in a neighbor's house. If you want to eat, you can eat at your neighbor's house. My neighbor's uncle, aunt, brother and brother still spoil me very much, and bring me all the good ones once. Moreover, I was naughty to play with my neighbor's grandmother, causing her to lean on crutches and lotus feet to chase me. I laughed as I ran. Today, such happiness and happiness have vanished. It seems that when you reach out and touch them, they become sand.

8. Memory is a photo, an old photo that is yellow and faded. Staring silently, youth is gone, beauty is gone, and the past is old. Tear drops, fall, words can't say, can't say. Memory is an old piece of music on an old phonograph, covered with dust and scars. Yi-ya, Yi-ya, Yi-ya, seems to be pouring out the usual bleak and broken life, like reading endless vicissitudes.

I miss you deeply, like the night outside the window. In this silent moment, I really want to wake up a bird that has returned to its nest to rest and let it bring me thoughts of you.

When I leave, I know there is a feeling called missing: When I miss you, will you just miss me? People always miss others. I long for you to appear in my dream and hug me! On a moonlit night, I miss you in the distance.

Eleven, at a certain time, miss a period of palmprint; Hide somewhere and miss a lover I care about ~

Twelve, miss, is a beautiful and moving landscape painting, each one is fascinating. Missing is a meaningful poem, and there is an echo of the soul between the lines.

Thirteen, life is long, you and I meet and leave. Meeting is always short, but parting is long. I just hope that our hearts can closely follow each other.

I love you very much, but I know I will never have a chance. But I won't be sad, because I know you are doing well. In my opinion, your happiness is my happiness.

Fifteen, when you are here, everything is you!

Sixteen, we said goodbye in a hurry and went to their distant places. No words, no tears, only eternal thoughts and blessings, ringing in each other's hearts.