一条街人渐稀少，只留孤影还在这里徘徊 ，你的声音，是否还回荡在这寂寞的夜。忘不了你给我的笑颜，那么的憔悴 ，是否还不懂你的感觉甜蜜，而我知道的太迟 。
“只怪自己当初没有抓紧你的手，现在想说声爱你已找不到借口。”听到此 ，泪虽强忍下来，但是心跳却失去了节奏。当诺言变成了一句甜言蜜语，我看到了情人的眼泪 。在不知不觉间 ，就已经刻骨铭心。当幸福幻灭幻灭在这残忍的现实，谁还笑到了最后？
静静走到小巷末路，回首刚走过的每步 ，你的声音，在此消失却还在我心回荡。夜雨行走的感觉有如在疗伤，让我的情，被雨丝洗刷的干净而彻底 。让我的梦泯灭在这淹没人心的暴雨中。求天让我的记忆格式化 ，让我的感情也随之初始化吧。
东风的去，只是来得太匆忙，它带走了叶对树的诺言 ，让痴情的树等了一个冬天 。雨季，你真的是太不懂华丽背后的掩饰。那么，你再来的放肆些 ，尽情的去摧毁。让天涯相隔的人，感受到同一种感受吧......
我掉下了久违的眼泪，我以为自己很伟大 ，可是现实总是会让我知道自己的错 。一杯茶，一根烟，中手那张泛黄的照片 ，好几年了。我不懂自己是为了什么，我也不懂自己是否还在期待有一天穿过时光回到过去。只是在黑夜之中，我看到了一双眼，一张笑脸。一句温馨的话 ，或许可以感化自己 。或许可以让我找到答案。
目视你从雨中打伞脚步静静悄悄，我在远处提笔，墨香依旧。耳边 ，传来了你最美的诗章，你我今生相遇无怨无悔，他日重逢必将不离不弃 。
当深深的喜欢变成了爱 ，当爱变成了深深的伤，当伤变成了深深的记忆，当记忆挥之不去 ，我是否还在这里，深深的等待你。
A street person is growing, leaving only a lonely year is still here, your voice, whether it still echoes you in this lonely night. I can't forget your smile, so, don't you understand your feelings sweet, and I know too late."
" I only blame you didn't hurry your hand. Now I want to say that you can't find an excuse. "I heard this, the tears were strong, but the heartbeat lost the rhythm. When promise became a sweet words, I saw the tears of lovers. I have been unforgettable. When happiness illusion is in this cruel reality, who is still laughing at the end?
Quietly walked to the late road, back to each step of the first walk, your voice, there is still an echoing in my heart. The feeling of walking in the night rain is as healing, let my feelings, clean and thoroughly wash it by rain. Make my dreams in this rainstorm. Seeking my memory formatting, making my feelings.
Dongfeng's go, just have a hurry, it took away the promise of the leaves, so that the infatuation tree waited for a winter. The rainy season, you really don't understand the hidden behind the gorgeous. So, you will come again, and you will destroy. Let the people separated by the same feeling ...
I fell a long-lost tears, I thought I was very great, but reality always let me know my fault. A cup of tea, a smoke, and the shadow photo, for several years. I don't understand what I am for, I don't understand if I am still looking forward to the time back to the past. Just in the night, I saw a pair of eyes, a smile. A warm, perhaps you can feel yourself. Maybe I can let me find the answer.
Visiting you from the rain, you are quietly quiet, I put a pen in the distance, the ink is still. The ear, came to your most beautiful poem, you have no regrets in this life, and he will not leave.
When deep, like it became love, when the love became a deep injury, when the injury became a deep memory, when the memory waved, I am still here, deep Waiting for you deep.
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