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Buckle the space and talk about how to attract people.

Sensational, tear-jerking, meaningful, unclear, sharp, and then if you say words+small fresh pictures.

Mm-hmm LZ and I'll give you some examples. . . . . Small fresh talk+small fresh picture

Some people, some things, you want to forget.

The barren thoughts of the whole century are slowly turning into a decadent chapter.

Happiness is far away, loneliness is long, suffocating smile, together with scars on the face, accompanied by real tears, worshiping pale love.

You don't know what it's like not to explain being misunderstood or not to believe after explaining.

"I can't help liking the way he talks. He is cute and loves cuteness." "But he can't like you."

Teacher, I have a name, not some people.

I can only look at the blank you gave me and wander in the same place alone.

There is no need to flatter yourself in order to please anyone. Being a man is actually very simple. As long as you take me seriously. Your business is my business.

Sometimes, God doesn't give you what you want, not because you don't deserve it, but because you deserve better.

We all stumble and grow up in time, and then leave the original appearance bit by bit.

You are filthy like a hedgehog, but I still reach out and hug you without hesitation.

There is silence burning inside me.

It has become a rule that only 99+ group news and disturbing Tencent news accompany me on QQ every day.

Sorry is the most useless word. Why? Because you really like someone, you won't do anything wrong to her.

I only give you a nickname because I don't want to call you like others.

When you hear me choking, please cover your ears, so that I can be lofty and beautiful forever.

I write to you in the long night, and then delete every word related to you in the early morning.

I will take good care of my black hair, picky belly and smiling eyes.

You are a thousand piles of snow, and I am the strip. I'm afraid the sunrise will break each other.

On the bluestone steps, you are good at dancing with long sleeves and stunning the flowers written by Li Bai.

When I was young, even sentimentality should be rendered earth-shattering. I don't know until I grow up. The more painful I am, the more silent I am. The more bitter the silence.

I sent so many words about how reluctant you are and why you didn't come to see me.

Please search for pictures yourself. . . LZ, look at me. I hope to try to adopt it.