Memories are like the screen of a movie fragmented, but sadness is filled with heart palpitations, but your smile is still clear. It turns out that love is really like poison, it ’s painful, the heartache ca n’t be covered, only the beautiful Miss make up.
The first time I missed you, I collected my heart quietly.
Missing you for the second time, full of warmth and madness.
The third time I miss you, I can't hide the shock and shock in my heart.
Thinking of you for the fourth time, the infatuated footsteps chased after the happy attachment.
Missing you for the fifth time, a little soft attachment to intoxicating beauty.
The sixth time I miss you, how desolate is the loneliness, and I can only treasure you deeply in my heart.
I miss you all the time, I miss the distance and pick up my scattered dreams.
I met the right person, but I could n’t wait for the right time. I was afraid to pass you by. I just felt that the tears of Acacia were deserted.