1、 Always proud and perfect, never compromise.

2、 I sat in front of the window and looked at my fingertips.

3、 In front of my ears, I come from the dark and return to the dark.

4、 Why does life end up like a piece of paper, not as bright as a petal.

5、 Give me another chance to rewrite the story, and I owe him a lifelong apology.

6、 Is there a tear that can wash away regret and turn into a heavy rain on the street that can't go back.

7、 Is there a kind of beauty that will never change and never break after being embraced.

8、 It's raining. Short as life, wet as a lie, cold as a deep meditation.

9、 When he was seven years old, he caught the cicada and thought he could catch the summer. When I was seventeen, I kissed his face and thought that I could stay with him forever.

10、 When I was seven years old, I caught a cicada. I thought I could catch the whole summer. When I was fifteen, I kissed her face and thought I could stay with her forever.

11、 Is there a world in which it never gets dark, stars, sun, everything follows my command, the moon is not busy getting round, and spring is not far away.

12、 The so-called intimacy is just a shallow maintenance. When you want to trace back, you often can't remember clearly, remember incompletely, and don't remember when you are alive.

13、 The flowers that fall on the ground are unreservedly beautiful. The flickering lights are a flash of red in the chaos and fruit in a moment!

14、 Life is a delusion of magnificence. Time is a thief who steals everything. When he was seven years old, he caught the cicada and thought he could catch the summer. When he kissed his face, he thought he could stay with him forever.

15、 At the age of seventeen, I caught the cicada and thought I could catch the summer. At the age of seventeen, I kissed his face and thought I could stay with him forever. Is there a kind of beauty that never changes and never breaks after being embraced. Let the precipitous years not act wildly on the face, and let who can hear the faraway life and death. Is there a tear that can wash away regret and turn into rain to fall on the street that can't go back. Give me another chance to rewrite the story, and I owe him a lifelong apology.