流转逆年 ，终于明白许多事是身不由己，也是早已注定 。
有些人不能想 ，一想让人容易伤感，感伤那早已物是人非的是与非 。
The sadness always, diffuse.
People's shadow, who can see everything that has lost in my pupil?
Those who can't scrapen, and memorize the eyes of falling.
Holding a trembling pulse, laughing at the time to retrieve the lost sadness again.
All that eroded, weak eyes lost the sky.
I decadent, because I used to be beautiful; I am embarrassed, because the love is so tired; I tears, because I hurt my heart.
The circulation is reversed, and finally understands that many things are not helped, and they have been destined.
Floating is a dream. The story is not staged every day, then ending, this is the law, why not look light?
When all the dust settled, when it is not repeated, it finally understood that some songs can't listen, one listened to people, and sinking people and things that have long been transit.
Some people can't think, I want people to be very sad, and the feelings of sadness are nothing.
Some things can't sigh, sigh, it is easy to exhaust, and the exhaustion has long been in the sea.
Somet, why not face it?
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