I once enjoyed warmth in time, and I forgot flowers in the fleeting time.
Memories hurt the fleeting time, the pain of the years, the heart filled with helplessness.
Chuckle, our love is no more than a worldly fleeting time.
Time flies, I fear to seize this fleeting time, so that years to shape my beautiful soul.
Silently waiting, waiting for the fleeting time in the fragrance of tea in the warmth of a place.
You are my tenderness in the fleeting time, you say my eyes are deeply impressed with gentleness.
Light turns the fleeting time, run the happy time, I can only seize the youth of the tail, remembering our memories, miss miss us, but the enemy.
Truly love you, will give you peace of mind waiting, accompany you to see the long flow, let you warm the fleeting time.
The pure beauty that can be grasped by hands can be engraved on the branches of the fleeting time without any regrets.
The fingertips quietly pass through the fleeting time, stained with the time of dyeing spring and warm autumn. A piece of paper is cold, is the love film dissipates in the time scouring.
In a retrospect of tenderness and poetry, who is still missing the empty city, waiting for it. Like water, light fleeting time, time is aging, hair is also old.
We can build a city and sketch the picturesque scenery. Don't be noisy, don't be flamboyant. In your fleeting time, it is the mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon.
That light miss is only moist between the lines, and will not wait for the other shore to bloom. All of the amazing silence in mind, when the night sky across the fleeting time, do not disturb the fallen piece.
In the depths of time, the ferries of the red dust. I still stand on the side of the still water, warm with words, and happy, without sighing. In the fleeting time, the story is written as the ending of the fallen flowers, and it is not bitter.
I leave a blank on the picture of life. I play chess with you, and let the clouds roll out of the window. Holding the wine of the years and seeing the fleeting time, I will drink it in one gulp, and you will feel free.
In pursuit of dreams, fleeting times, there are always some feelings, purely belong to themselves.
Take a curtain on your mind, pick up a handful of clear springs, look back at the fleeting times, and stare at the impermanence of things. If we persistently pursue, even if the ending is not satisfactory, there will be no regrets.
We face the inevitable death, sigh time flies, life is like a fleeting time.
Unable to escape such a fleeting time, escape this young man.
Fleeting time has always been like water, and fate has come to meet you. Even if fleeting time is like water and florescence is short, I am never the one who appreciates flowers.
Time goes by. In the past few years, time goes by like a fleeting time, and I walk in a leisurely way, leaving only my painful memories.
Lonely palm, gently whisk through the fleeting time, overflowing five flavors of smoke and dust. A note written on a note, from the eyebrows fell, wet time.
Your fleeting time is in the deepest part of the brocade. It is not for me but for my floating life.
Instead of passive escape, it is better to be brave and face some challenges. Life is a way to understand, to cut off the time of a fleeting time, and to hold the warm road.
The most silent memory is always lost to the fleeting time, but unexpectedly there is room for return. But when the two phases are closed, the love will be lost to time.
In the fleeting time, thankful for those treasures, there are always some people who understand that they are precipitated by years, and there are always some turning around in the depths of the pyrotechnics.
The other shore blossoms, flowers bloom on the other shore, flowers bloom without leaves, Ye Sheng has no flowers, flowers and leaves are born and cherish each other. It is like the red dust. Sometimes, like flowers and beautiful families, it is like a fleeting time.
Those long-awaited wait, those stranded mind, will eventually start in ink, full of all the fleeting times.
Love, the fragrance of the fleeting time, brilliant old time, the support of the text.
Each moment in history is a fleeting time, precious and unique. — Richard Nixon.
Passionate and sad sentences, is the waist of the fleeting time, like water spread over four seasons.
After a year's dream, the sea smiles. Time is a fleeting time. There are many people, with dreams, there are many things that follow the wind.
If love, please love deeply, remember that pledge, in the time of fleeting time, we still have one person to miss. Please cherish the time together. Next life, no matter love or not, will never see you again.
In this fleeting time, I firmly learn not to go back to the instant, no longer to recall those lost dreams, but the dream of you, but always can arouse my long thoughts.
Flowers bloom to see Buddha. Where is the Buddha? In the wilderness of ten thousand trees, a green grass is a Buddha, a quiet and silent snowy night, and a pot of charcoal is a Buddha. When do you see the Buddha? Waiting for flowers in the fleeting time, holding the true Chun in the bustle, keeping the heart and mind in the nume
The years are quiet, the fleeting times remain unchanged, and the weariness and vicissitudes of life are destined to be borne by themselves.
In the lonely fleeting time, who wasted the sadness before leaving?
Seeing cherry blossoms full of heaven, sadness is flowing, but can not hide the mottled fleeting time.
The fleeting time, has abandoned the spring and summer, ushered in the harvest of autumn, Peach Blossom Peach, pear, pear, apricot flower gold apricot, then you?
A fallen encounter, a section of the world's safety away from the war. Whose fingertips carelessly crossed the fleeting time, and kept the melancholy of flowers and beautiful families in the instant fragrance.
Those hurried youth, those profound people and things, what should I take to recall those fleeting fleeting times?
There is always a feeling, warmth of the fleeting time, there are always some memories, gentle time.
Love the fleeting time, the fragrance of flowers, overflowing with loneliness, hide the heart in a flower, the fragrance and fragrance of love, the fragrance and the fragrance.
A piccolo, a period of time, a wandering, a call, a lonely silhouette, a fleeting time. Who sings the piano, twists the years into the Qingqing time, who bathe the wind to recite the flute, delivers the youth to the clear night sky, who is the night, who is the day, who dance on whose road?
Things fleeting time of youth, fleeting. The passage of time we are not able to recover. We can only watch. Youth waiting to leave footprints.
From Yutai to Yu Min, people are alone. Dare to ask the leader, when will the holiday be three days? Time lost in the fleeting time, work is busy and idle. I hope national day, holiday to seven days.
Accepted and run, let love stand the fleeting time.
Like a fleeting time, the pen tip only has incomplete memories, can not go back to the young time, what Memorial to the lost youth? We are all us, but we can not go back to that simple age.
Like a fleeting time, life is destined to have many regrets, give yourself a belief, live a glorious poetic age, everything will fade away as time goes by.
The wind is light, quiet and beautiful, you are like the sunshine between the fingers that appear in my life, warm and beautiful, but can not catch. To be able to have is happiness. Once, it has brightened my four seasons, and it has brightened my fleeting time.
Life, too many constraints, only one side to take care of grandchildren, while upset over the decades fleeting time.
