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Today, I read an article about how infatuated women understand the eternity engraved by time and how to regard missing and helplessness as a different kind of beauty. There is a saying in it: when the wind blows, there is missing, when the flowers fall, there is sadness, when the clouds bloom, there is indifference, when it rains, there is romance. In fact, I have never understood those beautiful sentences, those sad stories, those inner monologues that seem to make people feel distressed. What kind of mood did the author use to narrate and figure out. Is it true that every emotional exposure is personal experience? But this is not for me. Everything you see, hear, think, and describe in the book. Those songs, people, stories and the past. What kind of dialogue will I have when I meet someone? How far is the future of the person I am waiting for? I heard the wind coming from the subway and the crowd. I lined up with the number plate of love. It was the most beautiful accident that I met you. Once you fell in love with a song because of a person. Once you were disappointed, you felt that the words were just right. So you tried your best to see all the advantages of him, and you felt it was just right like God’s gift. So you smile happily, even if it is out of reach, even if the road is difficult, even if it is unknown. You can still be fearless, and then in your diary, everything about him or her is written every day, and this sentence is always floating in your headphones. It is the most beautiful accident that I met you. Maybe it’s just an encounter, just an accident. However, there is no follow-up of the story, because in the most beautiful age, you are vigorous, not for the ending. You waste your time for a person in your green years. Just don’t be young, don’t meet at that time, don’t be careful. Happiness begins to have omen, and fate lets us get closer slowly. Charming hopeless someone said a look, a movement, a smile. Then I will be obsessed with it. It sounds so incredible. Many people don’t believe in love at first sight, but in a specific scene where you are the only one and only him, a smile may pass by once, but may depend on life and death. Most of the time everything Comes Quietly. When you wake up and want to control it, it has already taken root. Therefore, in every relationship, there is no reason for obsession, no reason for rampant, no reason for forgetting. Leaving is the memory without reason, and the torture in the memory all the time. Happiness is very close, and then disappears. What you left was the moment you recalled in your song, the scene and the feeling. I laugh here, cry here, live here and die here. Maybe everyone is unhappy because of study, work, life and love. We said stubbornly that nothing could knock me down, and I would certainly live proudly. Then when we came home, we sat in a dark corner, with tears appearing particularly touching and desperate while taking advantage of the moonlight. Because there are too many helplessness and confusion, because there are too many changes and unknowns. Persistence is the most attractive word. Because it is hard to reach, it seems cruel and indifferent. In my memory, walking in the corridor, I heard the tone of this song coming from the classroom. I ran in without hesitation. In the singer contest I saw, what I heard was the familiar melody, but what I thought of was the reality and the future. I think I will always remember that moment, because at that time my mind was full of ideals and ambitions, and my mind was full of unknown and panic. Maybe one day I will forget all the layout and pictures around me, but I will always remember the faith engraved in my heart at that moment. I thought if you sang with good intentions, you would always care more about me. So I understand why some people cry when the lights are dim. Some people sing with their voices while some people are careful. Some people listen to songs and melody, while some listen to words. This is the first time to listen to friends singing in KTV. In my impression, that was also one of the few voices that made me cry. Of course, I don’t know what kind of past the singer had, such a distinctive feeling, and I don’t know where this feeling comes from. Maybe it is filled with my own memories in a certain tone, or it is the emotional expression in a certain moment. Because I am not sure, because I can’t go back to the past. So I tore my heart into my lungs, so tears rolled down. Of course, loneliness has one thing. You always miss your face when you are not around me. Distance is a test paper to measure whether the oath of love will finally come true. We exchange a little bit of hard work for a little bit of happiness. We have heard many such stories and seen many pictures. Those love and friendship which are far apart seem to be hard, sweet, small and great. But this feeling is really wonderful. Sometimes I feel that when I say good morning to you, the feeling of saying good night seems wonderful. But sometimes I’m crying and the feeling that you can’t see is terrible. Some people say that distance is beautiful, but sometimes each other is warm or not, and accidental twists and turns seem to hurt deeper. Therefore, we are still learning for love, learning the language of communication, understanding and no tears. Some stories haven’t been finished yet, then forget it. Life should continue, say goodbye to the old and get together with the new. Maybe only by constant cycle and repetition can life have meaning and the past become precious. I remember the way you laughed and cried, the way you were anxious and at a loss, the way you were proud and successful, and the way you and I met and left. I also remember the figure that you pulled up your luggage and went away. Maybe our intersection was such a period of time, but the story of time could not be dispersed in my memory. Nothing to say, no farewell to say, no dream to accomplish together. Left years good. Because the story is still going on, you can’t leave your movies or stay in others’ plays forever. Growth is to leave and get together, and then let nature take its course. Who do you think about now, whether you have the same feeling as me, who are waiting for stubbornly, but you are shocked that you can’t go backwards. Once I wanted to fly together, I built a garden in my heart and planted everything in it. I have imagined many scenarios, many of which will be with you. But when it comes, you will not be there. Such a sad plot always hopes to only appear in the movie plot. But how many people escaped from such a tragic plot in reality. Life will not move forward invariably. There are always some incredible things. What you are longing for in your heart is whether he will really come or not, and how many people can be sure. Therefore, no matter who you are, you are groping forward. Perhaps the next step is to walk into the holy hall with hands in the clear sky. Perhaps the next step is to go to the end of the world. So when you can still be together, you should love it hard. Don’t Cry, dear. We must be strong and smile, because no matter how we are, we will always be orphans in this beautiful world. Children’s smiles are the purest, and children’s cries are the most distressed. So when you are sad, hold yourself and tell yourself not to cry. Life has set so many obstacles for us, and reality has given us so many slaps. We should face it with a smile. The power of laughter is the greatest. When we were young, we made presumptuous mistakes and went crazy. When we still have nothing, we enjoy our youth to the fullest and give frustration a look of contempt. 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