No longer fragile tightly locked door

The greatest sorrow in the world is no more than death of heart. Today, I chatted with a good friend on Q, and he said something to me. I suddenly found that everything was my own passion, and I was just a little shield. The next day, I really thought that I hurt her heart because she used to like me. I still feel guilty because of this. Today, I finally understand that everything is false. Sad, sighing, pitiful. In the past, there was a girl who treated me well in the work place. She gave up her favorite dancing for me and told others that she liked me. At that time, I was young and ignorant and didn’t respond to her. But then she did a lot of things, which moved me. When I began to pursue her, she began to stay away from me and dodge me. I always thought it was because my confused style and indifference hurt her and let her down. But today’s paragraph made me understand everything. It turned out that her kindness to me was just to attract the attention of another friend. Everything is false, just to attract the boy’s attention. I was just an insignificant role, a little shield, and I didn’t exist in her heart at all. I suddenly felt that I was a ridiculous existence. When I was writing this article, the feeling of heartache made me suffocated, but I was still introducing my girlfriend to this friend and helping him match up, and I also liked this girl. I used to be the cup on the table. I always exist in the role of a substitute and shield. I lit a cigarette and let the thick smoke surround me. Suddenly I found myself steadfast. My heart is dead, love is dead, my life will continue, and my journey will continue. As the cigarette in my hand burned out slowly, the door in my heart was gradually closed. In order to make myself no longer hurt, I decided to hide the fragile place in my heart behind the door forever and never open it. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…