There is a tomb in my heart, where the dead are buried.
Your hair is beautiful and sad. Like your soul.
For the rest of my life, I laugh at how sad and joyous I am.
The string is broken and the song will end.
To understand, in this world to understand too much is more sad.
The end of the end, the beginning will start.
I don't know how to cherish it when I have it. When I look back, love has become grey.
Every kind of trauma is another kind of maturity.
Why do you want to keep me?
Forgive me for loving you so much and not saying a word.
Know each other, know each other, love each other, finally only in return for departure.
Clear sky thousands of miles, not full of your heart.
One day I'll still cry, believe me.
The mistakes made by young people are still spreading.
It's no use complaining. Hold me.
After too long, who still remember those gentle.
The most sad thing is clearly love, but dare not think about the future.
I'm not fat, it's beauty.
Love at first sight, but only the color of the intention.
Suddenly looking back, the man stood at the stairway with soy milk.
The seventh year of man is separation.
Once how warm, also how lonely.