Lost

I always want to cry! Always very blank! There is always no reason to be happy! Always very sad! Always want to vent fiercely! But the more it deposits into the belly! A season always flies fast! Flowers bright! Trees green! I! How! But my heart is becoming more and more quiet! More and more silent! Walk in the cold street! As if every stranger passing! All exudes a touch of fate! I have an idea to greet everyone who passes! Am I really too lonely! Loneliness and loneliness coexist in other people’s cities! I started to find all kinds of bad reasons to convince myself! My Sky is very clear! Is it really sunny to say so! At this age of nothing! I often despise myself! I can’t live the life I want! Can’t find the future you want! So my heart begins to be decadent! Then I was too lazy to see the pen stick that was once crazy! There are always so many inexplicable! So many whims! Suddenly my heart fell to 0 degrees! There are always so many fickleness burning between heart and brow! I feel different desolation and melancholy every day! Wandering in the dark night! I look like a naked plaster! Only have the sun and air! I look like a lost child! No direction! I think I must have sold my youthful attitude to Chaoyang! I only have Lonely canyang left! End up so absurd! Lost to frivolous all the time! How many times vacant! Stand alone in the bustling street! I am wondering all kinds of passers-! They all seem to show full smiles! Is contented! I started to walk aimlessly! Mind so heavy! How to move. The coldness of habit Misty all the feelings! Blue Silk makes a thread! I can’t draw a perfect circle! I really want to use the moment between my fingers! Changing Life elegance! Xu qingniao stopped for Light Years! It is a little cold after all! Today’s desolation is the chapter given by the past! I that’s all! Lost in the wet heart! Flustered the pace of youth. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the snow in spring

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