I don’t want to in Richard clayderman “stars in” serenade, don’t want to BanDeRui stray in the bank “in the moonlight alone in my dream, fantasy tea don’t want to meet you, woke up clear tears two lines. it seems that no one can go to the meaning of this sorrow,dr dre monster to depict the appearance of sorrow, sorrow to the shape of the carving.Always quietly into such as flower like a dream in the past, but also like rain forest past petals fall to a messy after, can’t see, can’t afford to pick up, unavoidable pity and feel sorry for heart sole was painful.Many, many times I have tried so hard to get rid of the phantom of the past, to escape past the centre of the palm, do not wish to, don’t want to, don’t let the soul be sad, not in control of finally,dre headphones just on empty sigh.Sorrow and happiness, exactly, is the enemy or destiny?If YanYu heart, fell silent, sorrow why flocculant, dream radiant.Was looking out the window the crumbling old wall, calm, eye blurred central, the heart moves.A falling, a sad,beats by dr sad enough to burst into my leaves the emotions, like wisps the clear anxious, the sigh in my ears low moans shallow sing, heart can’t be calm once.Want to wipe a cool antidote, restrain the sadness of heart madness, want a safe mood, multiply the sunshine.Always used to stare at the sun rises a month to sink, homeless, really have nowhere to sorrow, disappointed.Total hope can under the sky, the rain or what, snow, but let it be a heavy blow to the heart, or back to a boil, or silent if, to comfort frost heart air sadness.dre beats headphonesThe sun always rises in dream place, the moon is always in dream place hazy.I don’t know, whether in dream place can borrow a bloom time, or can warm life charm, moved moment?　Turn around, and dream, by chance.Turn a city, trials and don’t understand affection,beats by dre to face SaLei, night gaunt.　Silently, lean on the arms of the night, a lane of the static shadow like static, this kind of familiar, but again sad unfamiliar.Sweet diffuse in the quiet night strains, running in the surrounding air thoughts every beat of note, the ups and downs of notes will I miss pull good far, long…The wind through the hair tip, vain I vaguely can be heard in far away, relatives and friends came in the sound that wish, is exquisite and long, sincere and beautiful, short moment, in the twinkling of each one of the familiar face characterizations in my eyes, so comfortable, so beautiful, I know, this feeling that happiness.The feeling of happiness though is a perennial,monster beats outlet but can’t touch is not in far, let a person happy, also let people sorrow.　　Sat alone in the balcony of cany chair, his left hand, right hand holding the fragrant teas holding qing fen, listening to language, as the night of dense fog thin a poem.The silent night, gaunt face, the sorrow is hushed into smooth.Do not know from when on, it seems the unique of gloomy mood is full of broken heart.