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爱一个人真的没有什么理由 Season really clear, sweating, emotion as well as men and women through the clothing has points clear, fled after real, most cant stand lonely, just be wandering state, decadent sneer at, the last in a retreat posture, let the helpless stay under the introduction of tears. -- book How can you sit still? For a few hours, emotions go from heaven to hell. At dusk, the heart seems to be heavy. Curled up in a corner of the car, reading a text over and over again, I know that for a long time, the emotions have shrunk to a closed state. In the summer, a cicadas of cicadas, a sound of sadness. If love is pleasant, how do you not hate life? Besides, it was the dust, the worry, the depravity. The moment of despair, the moment of despair, has already smothered the night. Theres really no reason to love someone, and its not so easy to forget someone. Summer is far from spring and autumn, and people like to be able to do it. The missing of this season is the possession of those who are delusional. When the moon was full of light, the thought of the night was torn in half, half painful and half paralyzed. In the middle of the night, there was a feeling of emotion. A lot of times, listen to the person say, actually the lover that the woman is most loyal is it. At the same time, you will be able to breathe. If the dust can be as good as smoke, its a good reason to start again. There are certain things that cant be handled easily. Some people, some things, a smile, a tear, like yesterday. At some point, when the clarity comes, it comes, goes, and hides the acid from the heart. Always some things, and is unable to avoid, never think about, perhaps years later, after the recall you and I miss, edge cry in samsara, feeling in the world of mortals wandering died melancholy scene. The days of the past cannot be repeated, nor can todays stories carry on yesterdays love, love and love, hate and hatred have no real meaning. The only can do is, in a sign of the seasons, book tw