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Fact, all. I am really like him. Him. It is the most stable one among them. Unlike other people who are ambiguous with many girls. But it’s not that I never get close to other girls. His friends are always laughing. And he always kept silent aside. Sometimes, I just think. Is there no one who can pry into what is hidden in his heart. Even his closest friend. Then I will feel. He must be a person with special connotations. He must have great ideals. He must be saving something he thinks he must have. So we should live a low-key life. So I am willing to be a supporting role. So. It seems to be deified by me. I can’t let others say that he is not good at all. Then I still lived a humble life watching him. Like a goblin hiding behind the huge bluestone for fear of being hurt. Carefully. With deep eyes. Peep at the shining black angel bathing in the sun. Then do nothing. Just staring at it like that. Silently care about. Is always quiet. I also thought about it. Can’t be like a high school student. World this big. It is not easy to meet. You have to cherish it. We can’t wait until the end to begin to lament. Then every time I decide. You will feel the flames rising behind you. It is full of unprecedented courage. Then I will think of it again. In fact, we are the kind of graduates. I will never meet that kind of person. Now friends. They are all scattered around the world. Unless very better. Maybe I will meet again after separation. If no. That can only be their own safety. So. I always think a lot about me. In the entanglement again and again. Stumbled forward. Never progress. Until one day. It seems that he is actively walking towards me. Who says. Waiting is the first age of life. I waited quietly, but my heart was still happy like a child. Now I think it’s a bit naive. Such shift. My overwhelmed. His deserved. Gorgeous interpretation. I hope that’s it. In this way, I supported walking with a rare tacit understanding. Walking happily in the dazzling time holding the hand of time. I always think we are very suitable. It is destined that only I can be happy for the people beside him. My courage small. Want to much. But I never think I am inferior to anyone. I don’t gorgeous. But not hypocritical. I exist in reality. He not words. But have idea. It is very similar to my temper. The book is right. Two people who attract each other. Not necessarily the opposite character. In fact, people with the same temper are more strongly attracted. But. Later later. After all, we should go one side. It turned out to be because of his life. The first thing I met was not me. I was not the first to be tempted. This memory. I cried for a whole night. That’s it. Original. The Dark Angel that goblins have been watching. There is a destination. That’s it. Meet You. It was my most beautiful accident. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…