Innocuous loved

Time from fingertips overflow like spread out in palm of the water 1.1 drops of passage, memory ink painting-like young, life in beautiful incomplete breakpoint …… day in I passing corner window, I saw his favorite Cup, which looked at the prosperity and loneliness of the city calmly and calmly with the most cynical attitude. It is like a myth standing into a world without regret, like a clean present without origin. After watching it for three minutes, I finally felt what kind of state I was living in. At the moment I turned around, I was surprised to find that I could make such a decision before, I even forgot my former tenderness. So I saw my shadow creeping slowly under the light, and then disappeared in such a bustling street when it was lengthened by dim yellow. At eleven o’clock in the night, there will be a slight wind in this city, and occasionally it will be very cold and chilly. Every time I look at the combination of the two people in the crowd around me which is so vivid, I suddenly feel that I am alone now, and some things seem to be a very cold joke, when I told myself to believe for thousands of times, in fact, I was so stubborn in my heart, which set off others when I existed in two states, similarly, when others set off themselves, it seems that they can truly believe. I don’t know that I have been walking alone in those dependent crowd for a long time. It seems that when I am not excited at all, I think I am numb at this time. It is impossible to perceive the hot temperature of tears even if my tears fall into my hands. But I would never think it was tears. I thought it was just an interpretation, an interpretation of heartache. I don’t know how many times I have traveled. Now I always feel so strange. A distance so small seems to feel like a long century, after a period of walking together, I finally had to walk alone. At the moment when the key opened the door, I heard my heartbeat and held my breath. I didn’t know how to face the silence in such an empty darkness, maybe I have already got used to the bright lights in the past. Whenever there will always be a time when someone can open a light for myself ………. at that moment, I seem to want everything to come back, let time fall back. Maybe this is not the dream you want, but please don’t lead to dreams. There is no fixed pattern and no same interpretation of happiness. Happiness is like the wind, which stops at every one of us, even though no one has happiness forever, but at least once we were always close to happiness, Get close regardless of everything. When I couldn’t help thinking of this sentence, I found that the weight brought by Xiao Hui was so heavy. Sometimes I think of all his things casually. In fact, now it seems that happiness is a kind of distant extravagance. Just like the candies I have eaten, are those strange candies necessarily sweet? Just like love does not necessarily lead to happiness. When I have told myself to fall asleep thousands of times, I become more and more sober. Those missing are tortures like being mad and possessed, so Naked tore his final consciousness, so a large number of nerves fell, and then he couldn’t find himself any more. Maybe no one can care about him, but he can’t. I know I am can’t do it. In fact, I am just sad and desperately close to you, but you are far away from me, standing beside you crazily, you find that your heart is gone …… his sunny day is always in the long sea of people, maybe only you have removed the heaviest complex, it is likely to be an open-minded turn not to give others the chance to hurt. I think when I am truly experienced, I will grow up unconsciously. When I grow up, I find that my memory has always stayed in the past and has not grown up with the passage of time, it has always been stubbornly staying in our painful place, waiting for us to take it away. I once remembered that we held hands and said naively that we would grow old together. Maybe now we are always old, not only the years have changed our appearance, but also the vicissitudes in our hearts have replaced the previous trust. Maybe promise is born to exist because of betrayal, and it has been held by betrayal since it was spoken out. Love always changes to the end of the world at the beginning, but changes to the end of the world at the end, When I feel lonely, it is not that the equal person hasn’t come yet, but that the equal person has gone out of my heart. What a pure and romantic thing it is to like someone, like snowflakes flying all over the sky. The whole world is covered with silver, so the whole winter becomes particularly emotional. Similarly, if you like a person, it turns out that there is nothing you can do. Is it fate? Is doomed? Or is it a red light that can’t dodge? I once heard a saying: The happiest thing in this world is that two people love each other, and the second happy thing is that the person you love can get happiness. I probably can’t get the greatest happiness. Then, please help me finish the second happy thing …… maybe I should wait, wait for the most beautiful meeting and coexist with him. Then I thought it over carefully. Most of the time, I don’t miss someone, but those lost time. If I haven’t persuaded myself to forget you after several years, then please come into my heart. Although it is full of you, please don’t cry. I used to think that as long as I like it seriously, I can move a person. It turned out that it was just myself that touched me. If one day I walk into your heart, I will cry, because there is no me there. If one day we pass by in a noisy city, I will stop looking at your back and tell myself that I have loved you……

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