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Last night, he was still quiet. He just met someone he once liked. He didn’t change. The only thing he became was vicissitudes. I didn’t ask him whether he had a girlfriend or not, because I didn’t want to ask, but just smiled. As for the past love, with your firm no longer exists, the past love, now silence, everything you have nothing to do with me. Autumn is coming, the breeze is cool, and the heart is also cool. The sunshine is still the same, but there is no hot summer. I kept my initial silence and didn’t want to pay attention to everything about love. The rainstorm was no longer coming, and the Sky said goodbye to the blue sky of summer. Tears choked, walking alone. I am still me, with yellow and boring hair and scars in my tattoo. Wearing it is exaggerated, no, it is just fashion. But there was a little smile and indifference in the face. Some people say that if you dress like this, people will dislike you. I smiled calmly and didn’t like it if I didn’t like it. I didn’t live to please others. Chongqing in September seemed so tired. The number of hawkers on the street is gradually decreasing. Students along the road also entered the school obediently. I still became a tireless writer at midnight, writing the love, hate and hatred of feelings in the world of mortals. Listening to a person’s loneliness repeatedly, he looks out of the window from time to time in a daze. There is no love or hate, and the most is to sigh a person’s fate. Whose fingertips are lonely in the quiet keyboard. Coffee and Cigarettes became my comfort. The Sad Love Song in the sound has lost its former love. At every crossing the wind passed, the sound of the piano echoed in the quiet room in September. Near the river, the leaves drift along the wind to the river. Floating Yang, reluctant to leave. Wake up in the morning and open your tired eyes. Looking back to the road when I came, I was just a very simple child at that time. The branches seemed to extend to the horizon, holding up the heavy white clouds. I waited patiently for the harvest in autumn, but I had nothing. Because I forgot to sow my boyfriend in spring, I never got a good result. Some people say that if you don’t change your dress, many men will dislike it. Ha ha, why do I change myself easily because of others’ words. The world is so big, do I still worry about losing a man who doesn’t like me? Right and wrong, everyone has different opinions. That’s me. No matter what you say, what I have decided will not change easily. How much praise a person can bear, also how much slander he has to bear. Why care about others’ eyes? Everyone’s values are different. A person’s walking, a person’s loneliness, a person’s telling. As the autumn drew to a close, the host who was criticized got rid of the bondage. In this season, I became the brightest sunshine in winter. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the snow in spring

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