There are faint people in the alleys of the stairs, noisy and deep, and the interval between business participation is also instantaneous.
Remembering 2046, the scenery of the past is like the present, but there is no one who has come together.
The corridor is an inch of lovesickness, and the stone road is full of enthusiasm.
Su Jiafang's plum is secretly scented, and the falling moon is lonely on the flowery shade, ten years of traces and ten years of heart.
I am a melancholy in the world, knowing what the king is looking for a tree hole, and reminiscing about my life with a broken heart.
Lovesickness and remembrance know how much, where to ask passionately in the world, everything is silent.
In the Mood for Love, there are screens full of storms and dark tides, and love dies like quicksand.
Do not think about the past of Yueming, and also know that the age is reduced, and the loneliness wants to comfort the empty courtyard.
If life is just as you see it at first, why not be afraid that life is dull, and love will not wait for a long time.
The heart is very ambitious, the group photo is like smoke, and the heart is close and respectful.
Want to stay in peace, hesitate, think morally, unspoken, Qiu Shui hopes to know each other and hates it.
Passing by, they are speechless, can't help being in a dilemma, and look at them for thousands of years.
Love doesn't know when it starts, watching neighbors gossiping, why do you be afraid of being pure and self-loving?
Falling in love can't be seductive, and there is no mood in the cold and rain, and this love can be a remembrance.
Acacia knows how much tonight, tuck your knees and think about it, don't get clear words when you don't.
A ferry ticket keeps the monarch, speechless and feeling like weeping, and a lot of separation becomes twilight.
Half of my life has been divided into lonely sleep, blindly lovesickness is like the old days, desolate and not the last two should be the same, I
expect to be full of love and affection. Don't dream about the sentence on the phone, and it's hard to think about things in your mind.
Xiao Xiao has a few leaves with wind and rain, and it is even harder to get away from people's knowledge. At that time, after experiencing the ruin of the present, the
reserved and passionate finally. If you love, please be brave, the night of chaos and regret.
The singer loses the song in a trance, and the dancer loses his mind. Entanglement and entanglement are difficult to extricate themselves, and there is
no end to suffering from gains and losses. Love is as wide as the sea and cannot escape, and the world sings rainy bells.
The sunglasses director is superb, the lens is metaphorical montage, and the storytelling is profound and broad.
Novelty and refined is the theme. The use is clever and unique, and the expression is deep and subtle.
The color of the times is strong, social significance is broad, love is surging and practical, and
moral science is spared. The literary height is amazed, and the classics are exhausted.
The leading role is also at the pinnacle, the characters are full of ink, the plot is contradictory and laborious, the
lust is foreshadowed, the reason is restrained when he is scrupulous, and the repeated sadness and joy are mixed.
Maggie Maggie Cheung, beautiful and delicate
, uncomparable , calm and charming, Chu Yanrun , graceful and graceful, she flicks her fingers to the beauty of beauty, and avoids sorrow as she pleases.
I don’t know how to catch a glimpse. Although it is a nostalgic classic, tomorrow's yellow flowers will not replay,
everything is a dream in the end.
The man and the girl were sad in tears, and they refused to be in trouble. They were tired and sad,
but they didn't know how to pretend to be 13. If people are difficult, they will not be devastated by wind and snow.
Although there are no passionate sparks, no kiss scenes, no boats, I can't expect it when the pants are dragged
. I'm immersed in the environment.
Do not let down in the In the Mood for Love, love must be courageous and autonomous, and one step is one step away from fear.
One drink and one peck are predestined, and redemption can be achieved overnight, but nothing can be expected in the end.
For half of the life duckweed died with the water, and was buried in a cold rain overnight. Passionate seems ruthless forever.
The things of the world are inexhaustible, drunk knows wine and loves knows heavy, now it is empty to appreciate.
In the recent infinite sadness, who can make a difference? A piece of cold fragrance is only a dream.
In the winter, the cold is too cold, the early spring is accompanied by apricot blossoms, and the clouds hang straight to borrow the long wind.
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