In fact, very lonely, but do not want to say
In fact, very lonely, but do not want to text / moonlight if the time can be reunited, I do not want in the loneliness of the human society, where independence drunk. If the fleeting time is not still, I would rather sleep in the lonely sea.
Years of the river, rush dies of time, the number was repeated a sad lonely blooming. Wake of the leaves, wandering without direction, I do not know where is the end.
Out of the window, dark night of the meteorite, exudes Mang needle-like die off, rotating according decadence of the earth.I then stood quietly in the dim picture in this piece, looked up footmarks field constant are eternal, and then repeated at a time banned songs, once again falling into the embrace of loneliness.
In fact, very lonely, just do not want that. Accustomed to a person walking, a person walking, even if surrounded by crowds, but also just a person's sky only.
View Topics created by, hope the sky pian. Always like to look up at the sky so quietly, either dark or bright spring day fall.Say the sky is blue one, a little melancholy blue, perhaps, I enjoyed, but also just a hint of blue that depression Bale.
Walking alone under the moonlight in the intoxicating experience the rhythm of the breeze, that vague melody, as if being played with a fantastic Temptress Moon, numerous's sad but beautiful. Stop looking suspect, that brings tears of the evening breeze gently blowing, blowing gaps that city, blowing that dense forest, but also scatters more than this love and lonely youth.
Fall in love with the loneliness, accustomed to using words to soothe all wounds , has always been the written word to find all the past, but think of fear, fear of those who have a bit lonely today will be my witness So, I have the "learn to forget "and" continue to remember "the dividing line, the constant wandering, finally lost his, also a loss tomorrow.
In fact, very lonely, but do not want to rely on the night of the smile , listening to tell their loneliness, finally, is a repeated music, to his time buried in the past, the left shell-like soul, only the memories continue to live in a world constantly, samsara ... ...
Lonely man, eager to meet, but I'm parting after together, so often lonely people like loner.
Lonely people, like associating with the text, as lonely and stayed with them in addition to text, or text.
Lonely people, they like to listen to sad music, keep listening, because the music's melody, is their emotional interpretation.
Lonely people, never let people know he is lonely, because lonely people like the happiness to other people, the grief for themselves.
Lonely people, lonely singing songs, written and lonely story , not because they like the lonely, but they had been accustomed to loneliness.
Lonely people, lonely heart, is very lonely, but do not want to.
Years of the river, rush dies of time, the number was repeated a sad lonely blooming. Wake of the leaves, wandering without direction, I do not know where is the end.
Out of the window, dark night of the meteorite, exudes Mang needle-like die off, rotating according decadence of the earth.I then stood quietly in the dim picture in this piece, looked up footmarks field constant are eternal, and then repeated at a time banned songs, once again falling into the embrace of loneliness.
In fact, very lonely, just do not want that. Accustomed to a person walking, a person walking, even if surrounded by crowds, but also just a person's sky only.
View Topics created by, hope the sky pian. Always like to look up at the sky so quietly, either dark or bright spring day fall.Say the sky is blue one, a little melancholy blue, perhaps, I enjoyed, but also just a hint of blue that depression Bale.
Walking alone under the moonlight in the intoxicating experience the rhythm of the breeze, that vague melody, as if being played with a fantastic Temptress Moon, numerous's sad but beautiful. Stop looking suspect, that brings tears of the evening breeze gently blowing, blowing gaps that city, blowing that dense forest, but also scatters more than this love and lonely youth.
Fall in love with the loneliness, accustomed to using words to soothe all wounds , has always been the written word to find all the past, but think of fear, fear of those who have a bit lonely today will be my witness So, I have the "learn to forget "and" continue to remember "the dividing line, the constant wandering, finally lost his, also a loss tomorrow.
In fact, very lonely, but do not want to rely on the night of the smile , listening to tell their loneliness, finally, is a repeated music, to his time buried in the past, the left shell-like soul, only the memories continue to live in a world constantly, samsara ... ...
Lonely man, eager to meet, but I'm parting after together, so often lonely people like loner.
Lonely people, like associating with the text, as lonely and stayed with them in addition to text, or text.
Lonely people, they like to listen to sad music, keep listening, because the music's melody, is their emotional interpretation.
Lonely people, never let people know he is lonely, because lonely people like the happiness to other people, the grief for themselves.
Lonely people, lonely singing songs, written and lonely story , not because they like the lonely, but they had been accustomed to loneliness.
Lonely people, lonely heart, is very lonely, but do not want to.
