Thinking of You, fog and non-fog

I miss you, dear! Suddenly, I was shocked by the call from the bottom of my heart, the ripples in circles, the taste of happiness, the taste of drunkenness, without any ambiguity. It was so bitter and profound that I missed with infatuation, that warmth. Do you know? Your joys and sorrows have become my left and right hearts. Fool, you don’t even know how naughty your shadow is. It always shakes in front of my eyes, making me restless for a moment. From the moment you open your hazy eyes in the morning to fall asleep with your name on your pillow at night, your shadow has been with me and never left. It is not because you are lonely, but because you are lonely. Do you know? My heart is like a cup filled with deep thoughts. I want to pour all these thoughts to you, and then wait for it to fill up again. I like to miss someone in the middle of the night very much. In the silent night, I feel worried, just like coffee with strong fragrance. After bitter taste, I am full of mellow taste. I miss you, it is a kind of warmth, happiness and happiness. Do you know? I dreamed of you again last night. When I woke up, the dream was still so clear and real within reach. Every dream with you, I don’t want to wake up. I love the truth in my dream very much and miss the tenderness in my dream. I am afraid that when I open my eyes, you will no longer be around. Dear, have you seen the moon in the sky? In fact, that’s what I told you with a smile, I miss you very much, do you know? Dear, have you heard the sound of the breeze blowing? In fact, that’s what I told you gently, I miss you very much, do you know? Dear, do you feel the shock? In fact, I told you sweetly that I miss you very much, do you know? Dear, have you seen the tears in my eyes? In fact, you will know that I miss you very much. Do you believe it? Sometimes, I also like a person looking up at the sunshine in a sunny day, squinting his eyes and listening to the single loop in the earphone, missing a person in his heart, or being reminded by a person by phone, the sweetness of being loved. I really want to tell you that I will always think of you no matter at any time or place. It is painful to miss someone. Although every miss is like spreading on the wound, it is painful and painful, I still can’t help tracing back. I groaned in pain and reborn in groaning. It is happy to miss someone. At least one person is worth thinking about him and the happiness, sadness, unforgettable, pain and happiness he brings to you, isn’t it? In fact, I can’t imagine what it feels like to miss someone, but at least, it is an empty feeling in my heart, a helpless feeling of wanting to talk and stop talking. However, I know that no matter what kind of words, it is impossible to clearly express the way I choose to miss. There is no reason to miss someone. Dear, miss you, no one can match you, no one can match you. Thinking about you has become a habit. Thinking about you is as natural as breathing. I miss you, not the endless waiting, I miss you, I don’t hate the separation of the two places, I miss you, I don’t miss you, I miss you, the dry desert has the moisture of dew, I miss you, it is a world of one person. From then on, there are two people. No matter how lonely they are, no matter how lonely they are. Miss you, how sad, miss you, how sad, miss you, how persistent, miss you, how gentle, miss you, in the direction you can’t see. Fool, do you know that the happiness I want is not a flash of sadness in the pan, but a constant companion. Idiot, I miss you very much, really. I miss you, not just talking. Fog and non-fog feelings, flowers and flowers, and other non-equal persistence.

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