The sea is dry, the stone is rotten, the sky can be broken, and the earth can be broken. I love you, life and death. Sometimes we would imagine throwing away a so-called cause-and-effect factor to talk about love with someone we love. But besides the wonderful love in television and novels, it seems that we have not fulfilled this romantic oath in reality. When we really experienced love and love, we only know what it is.
The days are still lively. After you leave, I am still waiting for you. I still believe that we will be together. I will miss you every day. I miss you and say I am stupid. I am Lu Ji and I miss those. What I've been together with, what I've done together, thinking about what those who have been in the destination scene for me but you've been so long, remembered, but heard new faces around you
Mayday, happy season. Afternoon quiet station, the two-track intersection under the platform fell into the northern horizon. The slightly warm air quivered gently, so vaguely it seemed to hear the sleepy buzz of the double track or the whistle of a distant train whistle. A sudden whistle broke this brief calm. As a result, people in twos and threes began to run to the platform. At this time, a young man also dragged a big
Time goes by inadvertently from our fingertips. The only memories we can grasp include sad and beautiful past. Youth always needs some pain to make us unforgettable. We always need some scars to prove that we are young. Having walked in memory for a long time, your appearance is still so clear, but why my heart still fainted! You used to occupy my entire youth. Once
And those who are fading with the years of infatuation in the depths of the invisible years or happy or sad, often the most beautiful, but also the most difficult to give up! Text/listen to the South, August, the first rain in the early fall quietly soaked in every corner of the earth, the little dewdrops that remained on the grass after the new rain, and the crystal neon in the forest path was extraordinarily crystal clear. Invisibly brings your thoughts to the most innocent youth
1. Sometimes, my heart feels uncomfortable, but I don't know why. Sometimes talking and laughing with the people around me feels lonely and lonely. Sometimes, quietly watching the window, I feel like I am very easy to forget. Sometimes, I feel that the world is really fake and hypocritical. Sometimes, I really want to disappear from this world. How many days, I am worried about you
I am such a woman who loves fantasy and is easily disillusioned. I long for romance, but the reality is always defeating me again and again. I look forward to a romantic life, but I can’t live without help. I can't breathe everyone. I am also unhappy when I am not happy. I haven’t laughed recently. I am such a woman who is afraid of disappointment but has been looking forward to it. I want a lot, but not
It was at a friend's birthday party. When I chatted with my friends, I suddenly felt thirsty, so I continued to chat while peeling the apple peel with a fruit knife. Perhaps the topic of chat was too attractive. As a result, the eyes did not notice the movements in their hands. Suddenly, I felt a pain in my heart. Looking down, the fingers were cut by a sharp fruit knife and a long mouth was opened.
I remember a conversation that took place in an article: She asked: Why did he just leave in that moment? Why did I wait so long in the same place, still not seeing him turn back? She replied: We all stand on the wounds of youth. Watching this year's death, there are always things that you want to stay but cannot keep. As long as you have ever had, it will be a perfect regret… Dialogue
Another year in the autumn, the wind rose from the clouds, and it took away the restlessness of summer. The autumn prelude gradually came into play, and it was used to the summer voices. It seemed that it was not accustomed to the autumn sadness. Indifferent, desolate, the animal has accumulated tears for many years, and it started to wind again, shaking the fruit in the branches, my heart heavy, this season, who will taste the obscure autumn with me? The past is always filled with all the brain's back
In the face of my confession, you smiled and we met too late. When you were late to fill your heart with Iraqis, you could no longer tolerate me. In the face of my confession, you were overwhelmed and fled. Is it my own passion, or do we really have feelings? Is it too late to meet or never brave for love? In the face of my confession, you said that you were surprised to end the dialogue without understanding each other, but never
There is a feeling that you think you just pass by, so you easily drop him. After a long, long time, you still think of him until you can't extricate yourself… It turns out he was the one I loved deeply. Time is a magical thing, he makes shallow shallower, deeper deeper. Like flowers, scattered red dust, turned into dust, for whom incense? At that time we knew what love was but didn't know how to love it.
There is a feeling called affectionateness, greatness and humbleness. You go over the mountains to care about another person, knowing that such concerns don't receive the same response, but they are immersed in it. He lusts for the warmth you bring, but he never loves you. In the face of his dynamic, you are seated. You enter his space and read the article he wrote from beginning to end. His writing is beautiful but he always has trouble.
Today I saw a shot in a TV show: A pair of lovers walk side by side, the sun is warm, the wind is soft, and the sweet is sweet. Everything is beautiful. Suddenly I feel like I walk slowly, from youth to youth with gray hair, what kind of happiness and romance it is. The road to life is long and everyone hopes to have such a person who can accompany him. Regardless of the weather, no matter
The Internet said: "People who love you may not be able to afford you, but people who wait for you must love you." The years are sky, emotion is impermanent, who will silently wait for you in the unknown? If you love not love you very much, how can you silently wait for you in the unknown? ! So "people who love you don't necessarily have to wait for you, but people who wait for you must love you very much."
In those years, I used to be lonely and used to being lonely; but it was because I could not live without you. When we started, there was not so much talk between us, not the original sweetness. When the time began, the distance between us began to get further and further, without the initial excitement. When did you begin, you began to say what would you choose before love and bread? From this time on,
When I was waiting for this moment, I felt like I was a man who had been cursed and cursed I could never meet true love. Whenever I thought I had met the person I was waiting for, something that I could not accept or unexpected happened. Each time it was full of hope and then fell from high altitude, my heart fell into the abyss again and again. Let me gradually begin to doubt, doubt this
I pretend to be strong. You say you know that I am sad and unhappy. I smiled. You said you knew I was sad. I pretend to be free and easy, you told me not to be too reluctant. – Inscription Every time I'm in a bad mood, I'm angry with you. Every time I'm angry I find you get angry. Every time you don't ask me the reason I'm angry, I don't explain it to you every time, but every time you say you understand. I was aggrieved and suppressed the guilty feelings of my stomach.
In this life, this world, I would like to defend the piece of astronomical/current Chihiro and present life for you. I would like to defend it for you alone. Even if it is an unattainable wait, I am willing to do it for you. Standing on the other side of the world, your distance from me is not the distance between life and death, but the loss of hearts and hearts. I long for the warmth you once gave us, but I can't stay in the wind, and the heavy rain can not quench my burning heart. ,I
In my memories, youth, a touch of faintness, always makes people feel, profound but short-lived, gorgeous but fleeting… I can't help but think of the fireworks. It's a pity and a kind of pain to complete the beautiful bloom with the ache of broken bones. nice. What suddenly hit the hidden landscape of the heart, or how could it be laughed for a moment ago, but this moment was sad? Accustomed to being immersed in life, used to silently remember, learn