The royal milk tea taster lives a unique and arrogant life. Not cute, not charming, not enchanting. I miss you for thousands of tribulations. You and time have been ruthless and the clouds have flown by. I am still calmly healed. The scars have forgotten to hurt people. I am not a romantic young man. The little match seller for girls is in an empty city. Only old dreams are saving people. Countless trees with crooked necks. How embarrassing memories. Time is like a hibiscus. Ji Liang. Don’t treat jokes as promises. Sadness is written in your smile. The poetic and picturesque online name is Banxia Bannuan Ban Qingcheng. I know I am not lovable. The time has become pale, the oaths have fallen, the flowers have fallen, I don’t know the flow of love, the island has passed away, the twilight dream is lonely, the spring night has locked the sycamores, I play the piano for you and play the parting song. The tears have fallen into the frost, I don’t know the cold, and the spring, summer, autumn and winter have been chaotic. The heartbeat of Chu Lixi is slightly half-hearted, and people are covering their hearts and saying. Stomachache, quiet moon, pity, dream, seclusion, cry, make noise, giggle, ten miles long pavilion, all the flowers fall, autumn rain, cuteness, coolness, childish deer, three cups of autumn, love is broken, love is broken, love is broken, my heart is comparable to citric acid, hollow out my heart, love hard When you reach the end of time, the world will not be able to catch the dream you talked about, the hibiscus, the warm seven years of summer, the romantic mood has given up, why hold hands and ask about the past, the promise of the Eiffel Tower in Paris is empty, only the old dreams, from now on, they go to the end of the world, floating and echoing, caressing the Sheng, God is a kind of faith, half drunk Half awake and half floating in life, I never remember your good graces, like a finger of quicksand, a storm, a fleeting moon, the smoke and rain of the years, the world of mortals, the broken dreams, the indifference of the tenderness of late summer, never lose, never forget, never leave each other, wait until the sky is blue, then look at the sea