qi yue

July is a time full of nostalgia and burning passion. Those lost youth slipped slowly through the fingers like running water. Gentle but with a little cold, soft as a dream, cold as snow. In July, the hot sun was burning on the Earth, and the labors were still working hard. When facing these, they suddenly felt sympathy and sadness. Some people always don’t understand, can’t forget, can’t see or wear, cut constantly. Always wandering between reality and vanity, can’t see the reality clearly, can’t walk out of vanity. Messy but clear memories take root in the space of thoughts, and don’t forget each other! Life is like a chess game. The road you have traveled can’t be turned back. The scenery you have seen can only be recorded in your heart. You can’t erase it, forget it, see it, or reach it! Hiding in the corner of the study, sitting quietly, thinking nothing like that, but always thinking. Thoughts drift into the distance in the dark night, or in the clouds. Some people say that time can dilute everything, friendship, family affection and everything. In the long dark night, a person is floating, unable to distinguish the direction. Suddenly I felt a kind of loneliness. My former friends had not contacted for a long time. It was not that I didn’t want to contact but just wanted to escape from a realistic topic. Every time I look through those familiar calls and those calls that can be directly dialed out without looking, I find that we have already gone far. Sometimes it will become so strange, incomprehensible and incomprehensible, and it seems that it can never find the innocent era of the past. The time of one year sounds very long, but the journey is so short, just like yesterday. If time could turn back, all kinds of absurd measures yesterday. Regret is useless. A kind of weakness. In one word, I just want to go back to the original point, but I don’t want to fall deep. I hurt you, me, my memory and my dream. Because I understand, I never complain. But whenever it is late at night, there is a tranquil atmosphere in the air, and you will always see the happiness and happiness together in the past, but it is the pure past. In fact, everyone has everyone’s pursuit and direction. I yearn for a free life. I want to see the blue sky and white clouds. I want to step on every ancient town and mountain and see the vast sea, blowing the sea breeze and strolling on the beach, watching the sunset are all my wishes. Years old, people empty thin, magic, confidant a few people? Send the slight sorrow to the bright moon, silent but louder, gently say: everything is fine

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