Lying in the arms of the night, I miss you like a thread, and I miss you like a song. Far away from thousands of rivers and mountains, carrying a piece of flowing cloud, echoing the quiet moonlight, cherishing and loving each other. Nervous breathing is accompanied by the trembli

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Lying in the arms of the night, I miss you like a thread, and I miss you like a song. Far away from thousands of rivers and mountains, carrying a piece of flowing cloud, echoing the quiet moonlight, cherishing and loving each other. Nervous breathing is accompanied by the trembling of thoughts, and the appearance of longing is like beauty soaked in drizzle, as fresh as ever.

Lying in the arms of the night, I miss you like a thread, and I miss you like a song. Far away from thousands of rivers and mountains, carrying a piece of flowing cloud, echoing the quiet moonlight, cherishing and loving each other. Nervous breathing is accompanied by the trembli - DayDayNews

Time flies, you hurt my heart, the night is too dark, and dreams waste my feelings. How many unending expectations are there in this world? How many thoughts fall into pieces? No one knows the answer, so they can only grab some infatuation in the laughter, and be silent and warm in the sorrow.

Lying in the arms of the night, I miss you like a thread, and I miss you like a song. Far away from thousands of rivers and mountains, carrying a piece of flowing cloud, echoing the quiet moonlight, cherishing and loving each other. Nervous breathing is accompanied by the trembli - DayDayNews

The eyebrows and eyes are full of happiness, and the picture of your smile cannot be erased. I am suffering from the longing for thinness all night long, my eyes are blurred by the tears of lovesickness, and I am bathed in a faint melancholy. Come gently and quietly. Go silently, leaving only two long lines of blank space.

Lying in the arms of the night, I miss you like a thread, and I miss you like a song. Far away from thousands of rivers and mountains, carrying a piece of flowing cloud, echoing the quiet moonlight, cherishing and loving each other. Nervous breathing is accompanied by the trembli - DayDayNews

Deep in the years, the clouds and cliffs are warm, there is always some beauty, bright in the depths of memory, there is always some sadness, and it ends in the rhythm of time. Sitting in a corner of the world, you are just like me, with a faint smile and a touch of warm fragrance in your prime years, enough to...

Lying in the arms of the night, I miss you like a thread, and I miss you like a song. Far away from thousands of rivers and mountains, carrying a piece of flowing cloud, echoing the quiet moonlight, cherishing and loving each other. Nervous breathing is accompanied by the trembli - DayDayNews

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