Sad, everyone, help me write a sad journal

Loving you is a secret you don't know.

One more day to love a little.

I'll take care of it hard.

My vow. Believe.

Time will only take away what should be taken away.

And reminiscing about missing.

will tie us forever.

Though. I'm just a passerby in your life.

Perhaps the brightest thing is not me.

But. Please don't forget.

Your world. I've been here.

I wish you happiness and happiness.

Youth with nowhere to rest.

Please give me enough courage. ]

With such a sorrow.

I sighed faintly, smiled faintly, lived faintly.

I thought that as long as I lived a dull life.

Joy can also be let go, and sorrow can also be let go.

A child with autistic symptoms at heart.

A woman whose life is full of sorrows, bows her head because she has nowhere to hide.

Believe me, pure faith. ]

Sometimes the more I try to interpret mine, the more I insist on going my own way.

But the result is often very different from what I had imagined.

I was still smug about the light I had attained.

But I didn't realize that the most sincere ones were already for me, and I was drifting away.

Forgive me, for the endless fall. ]

This performance, which can see the ending from the prologue, as a supporting role, I don't know if I have completed my appearance and ended.

I don't dare to hope that the plot can be changed because of a small episode in the middle.

So let this game-like feeling fall to the ends of the earth from now on.

I decided to choose an end of no kind, as if it had begun without any cause.

Cold. Tears welled up.

I know, I understand, I know. Am I a prophet or a prophet?

I know that all my strength and indifference are just an illusion of my own disguise.

You don't know that my heart has long since collapsed.

Unspeakably sad. It's like the last struggle before drowning.

Please forgive me, sighing helplessly. ]

My steps can't stop my thoughts.

My fingers can't hold my sorrow.

I stuck to my insistence.

You cling to your clinging.

So there was no turning back.

You know how much I love you.

Is it because I love you that I have to endure so much pain?

Oh, that's just it.

All of this, I am powerless to struggle.

Now, what to do?

Aren't you moved if you give so much?

Don't you even have a word of comfort?

Do you just care so much about how I feel?

Could it be that you are still not uncommon for me to give like this ?

Who else can make me pay like this?

You will never understand this kind of pain.

I have a lot of 602600870 in my space

Whose clothes are covered by my pain?

Whose silence took away whose neon clothes.

A city was buried, and all the lights were turned off.

A city was buried, and all the lights were turned off.

A city, a person, a lifetime of distress! In this world, sadness is always pestering me, and no one can understand the unspeakable pain that I want to say and stop, and I never expect anyone to understand!

The cycle of life and life, the world is connected; Grievances and grievances are entangled like this! The love in this world always makes people stumble, want to let go, but are reluctant. How deep the love is, how deep the wound is, only because of the true feelings, will it hurt the heart.

Words with a soul always tell a sad mood. My world was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat. Standing near the window, looking at the yellow leaves falling in the wind outside the window, my mood was depressed, and my heart was sad.

In such a season, there is always a melancholy that cannot be let go, as if I am one of the falling yellow leaves. Every day is constantly busy, year after year, day after day, when one day I am tired and tired, and I am swept away by the autumn wind like this scattered fallen leaves, and I will quietly wither ...... with silent sorrow and many reluctances

Love is strong when sorrow is strong. Walking in the wilderness of time, am I losing myself again? Thinking of the events of the past few days, an inexplicable gloom once again appeared in my heart.

Although I don't want to be in such a depressed state, sometimes it's really hard to control my emotions. In the face of a lot of helplessness in life, I once again exposed my helplessness, I don't know what to do, and I don't know where to go? Bear the bitterness of unwillingness, but can only accept it.

Occasionally, I will push a glass and change the lamp with a few friends, I like the arrogance of drinking by myself, I also like the stupidity when drinking, and I prefer the tenderness after a drunken party, but this drunkenness is too difficult for me. Although he is not drunk, he will also say some drunken and hazy words. There is a confession and a truth in these words.

My friend said: Only then was I the most real me they saw. Maybe!

Many times, I am reluctant to expose my true self, but when everything is irresistible, I will still give my truest self to others without reservation.

There are some things that you need to learn to forget; Some people have to stay away. Perhaps, it would be cruel to oneself to do so; But what if not? So tell yourself that you have to try to learn to forget.

I know that in this life, I am destined to settle in my soul. No matter how much pain there is, there is no choice!

If there is only darkness in life, does it mean that we are closer to death? Tonight, there is such a woman, burying a city, turning off all the lights, and waiting quietly for a person, waiting for the person who can write the final ending for her ......

Tanabata is coming, send a piece of this topic. (Non-original).

Tanabata only envy the mandarin ducks and not the days of immortals.

I envy a lover.

It can be such a beautiful day.

And I'm not alone because I'm alone.

It's because I want to be alone and I'm lonely.

Sitting quietly in front of a computer tonight.

Constant typing.

Meditate intermittently.

It's late at night, and the legendary immortals should have already gathered.

And I was lonely guarding my own sign.

It feels like the wind is cold.

The night in Qinzhou is decorated with incomparably deserted.

The heart is ice. What else will melt it down?

The soul is in full swing. But there is nowhere to vent.

In the dark. Wandering, brewing.

Myths that have been passed down for thousands of years.

The night when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl met.

The gods enjoy the pleasure of the gods.

But they should have long forgotten the loneliness of mortals.

The sky is full of stars. Flickering from time to time.

Sometimes bleak.

Those shiny neon signs.

But inadvertently woke up the memory.

A few wisps of sadness. A little melancholy.

Say what lovers will eventually marry.

What do you say to wish people a long time, a thousand miles of stupid words.

I used to feel that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl were pitiful.

I only have to see you one day a year.

Now than comes. But they are blessed with boundless happiness.

At least there is hope every year.

At least there is still a chance in life.

And we mortals.

Busy and busy.

But I don't know why I try to live?

This is a day for lovers.

But it has nothing to do with me.

The night is cold, is Tanabata laughing at me alone.

Loved and loved. In the past ignorant years, 'that boy taught me to grow, that girl taught me to love' In the days without you, I often look at the moonlight, the dissolved moonlight, just like yours.

Live well, everything will go smoothly, smile every day!

Looking up at our past, it has become so far away.

It's not how many miles exist between us, it's a distance that can never be touched, "as if it's in front of us, but never going back."

My reluctance to you is not expressed in superficial words, I put it all to heart, and it is full of my love for you.

I'm afraid, I'm afraid that as soon as I say it, I'm the first person to cry, and I don't want you to think that I have become crying all of a sudden.

Don't say that I have no heart and lungs, and when I parted, I didn't say a single sensational word.

My love for each of you is from the bottom of my heart, just because I love you and I care about each of you.

Tossing and turning every night, the stories we have in my head.

It's played over and over again like a movie. Dusky background, hoarse voice.

Witness how many tears, how much effort, how much hard work.

Those gorgeous stories made me so sad that I couldn't open my eyes, and I only felt that the pillow was wet with something that was not mixed with anything worldly.

I think that many years later, the things that we thought we would never forget were hidden in our minds.

The boys and girls who once thought they lived in the depths of our chests slowly became pale and gray until they were transparent, dissolving into the obscure haze of time.

And the faces that I once thought of countless nights, the vigorous faces of love, the faces that were full of love, and the faces that were once blocked by sadness every time I thought of them, will eventually turn into a gray shadow.

The likes, the loves, the hurts, the vows to each other, all gave great time.

The infinite long future is so long that there are countless such you, to make me love and cry and learn to forget.

I am not willing to leave you like this.

But how many such springs, summers, autumns and winters can make us care for each other, and my heart is with you.

Even though we can't go back and those heartfelt feelings have faded with time, you will always be the most important part of my life, and nothing can change at that time.

No matter how long it lasts, time will not dissolve the inseparable love between us.

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