Some people say that a mood can describe the smile of some people, which may not be enough. A song can sing some people’s heartbreaking, which may not be enough. A film can describe the ups and downs of some people, which may not be enough. A documentary can engrave some people’s subtle changes, which may not be enough. A series of long novels can reflect that some people are profound and trivial, which may not be enough. If all of these are not expressed by some people, but under the rainy sky, someone will always be reflected by one’s indifference. Perhaps the fragmented heart is the most complete and accurate appearance in the world. People who love words show the dark side of life, while the happy and sunny side gives time. Think about some people, it seems that they owe a little more. When I knock on the keyboard, sometimes the words I clearly lay down are so painful for a small atrium in my heart, while for the other big atrium, it is something that some people don’t know. I read those words on the internet and saw an article written to my mother. Thinking of how many things my parents had done that their good son didn’t know, now I know more and more why my father is so wordy, because he didn’t even know what to say if he cared about his son, so he had to repeat these. I thought I received my father’s calls almost every day before, and thought that was my father. Every time I often call my mother, my father always says that I just want to find your mother. In fact, you can’t say a few words to my father, and you will automatically call my mother. Because father loves nothing. What my father cares about is the development of his own children, which is to see far, while what my mother cares about is where his children are affected, where they suffer, and how anxious they are to be around me. How to divide the life span, I hope that the life span of my parents can be very long. Sometimes I always like to think about the future far away. Entering some people’s space and listening to the background music of the space repeatedly, there are many things that I don’t know. Maybe others think it’s nothing, but I feel the world is getting dark. Q hasn’t been online for a long time. It’s online tonight. I’m chatting with people you miss me. At the same time, I’m listening to my deskmate talking to me about his exciting job experience today, he thanked me for listening to him for more than an hour. In fact, he also told me his experience, and later he told him disgusting words. To be honest, I hate acquaintances saying thank you to me. I think it’s too strange. My deskmate said a classic sentence tonight: we college students don’t know anything, I really don’t even know if I sell you. The third time I heard a boy tell me these things, I felt very moved to say, because I have always been ignored by boys. Life is not easy, and life is not easy. I just think I am happy except for some things. In fact, sometimes I call some people, not to ask them for help, but to let them pay more attention. Entering a world, even if you reach the cliff, you will not go to another world. Understanding a word requires a lot of efforts. Time, I have no feeling for you. I always think about the day when I am in a familiar place, looking at the familiar back, how can I face the reality and torture me. I know everything is redundant, and when I look up at the sky, the sky is also blurred. This log has been written for a long time, typing with a feeling that I know. The air in the campus is very fresh, and the snacks in the student Street are very attractive, but only I know that kind of mood. Every time I open Q, I always do such repetitive things, knowing what, but always waiting for something. I get used to it, even my mood is used to it. Everything depends on fate, but I can’t find the direction. When you shed the strong tears you unloaded in front of someone, you will know that your tears at that time are not redundant. It is good to have friends and talk about our weaknesses without scruple. I was moved to hear a classmate told me that the counselor asked me about me. In fact, I had a good life. What life gives me is that I seem to understand nothing, don’t understand! Love is just a habit! I don’t know…… It’s very cold this winter! The world is so cold! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…
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