生活。没有动力。 也不会在胡思乱想。 走路。力不从心。 想要快点走完这段痛苦的路。 清晨。 睡眼惺忪 匆匆的赶去学校。 夜。 拖着疲惫的身体惫懒的散步回家。 一个人。 走在着这条小路。日复一日。 秋来了。 叶落了。 心也凋零了。 枯黄的叶子随风飘落。 纷纷扬扬。 心也一点点的破碎。 当我唱起这首歌。 我又想起你了。 当我唱起这首歌。 眼泪不听话了 才发现你是无法代替的。 亲爱的。你是。无法代替的。 my dear k l love you happy birthday.

I thought once how Theocritus had sung Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, Who each one in a gracious hand appears To bear a gift for mortals, old or young: And, as I mused it in his antique tongue, I saw, in gradual vision through my tears, The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years, Those of my own life, who by turns had flung A shadow across me. Straightway I was 'ware, So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair; And a voice said in mastery, while I strove, -- `Guess now who holds thee?' -- `Death.' I said. But, there The silver answer

my best wishes. first,my parents are healthy in my life. second,my boyfriend can smile with a big mouth every day. last,l have a boy who love me forever.

我只是想要一份依赖。 我只是想要一个能够在我难受寂寞的时候陪伴我的人。 我只是想要一份简简单单的爱情。 我的要求过分吗。

我哭了。心痛的感觉。