Recently, I like to buy songs at will, among them, I found a small fresh song called "Shangri-La". Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I love the lyrics of this song and the melody attached to the lyrics: "The rain will fall, the rain will stop, this is the same truth." I'm singing, you're listening, and everything is calm and quiet. ”

At that time, it had really not rained in that country for a long time, and although the weather forecast said that there would be showers from time to time, it was only a forecast after all. The weather is unpredictable......

I haven't sung to anyone for a long time, and even if I changed the word "who" to myself, I really haven't sung seriously for a long time. The weather in the mood is also unpredictable......

It's not that the sun is bad, it's just that if you spend a long time, you will miss the rain more and more. I used to hate the rain when it was raining, I hated it when it wet my shoes, I hated it when it washed dirt on the dirt roads I was going on, and I hated it when it blurred my little travel plans...... I don't like rainy days.

However, when the sun was so full that it didn't rain for months, I felt that the rain was so lovely. I want to hear the rain, I want to hear the sound of the raindrops, I want the rain to wet my whole body, I want the rain to wash the dusty path, I want the rain to moisten my mood. It turns out that I can like rainy days......

It's not impossible to sing to yourself, it's just that when you get used to having an audience member who sings a lot of songs, it's just that the listener doesn't listen to it all the time. You can still sing to yourself, but you don't get used to it......

Then I will miss that listener so much. Because that audience can sing to me, so that I can be a listener, and that makes me feel like I'm not alone. It turns out that I just don't like being alone......

"When I have long hair and waist-length, will a young man marry me?" said the listener. Who is the boy?Who is the boy?Who is the boy?Who is the boy?I used to be a teenager......

The mood of the audience at that time fluctuated, and it seemed to be very good, but there was a faint hint of stubbornness, in fact, it was a lost heart with a mask of excitement, making the world mistakenly think that the world was always beautiful.

I, on the other hand, exposed my feelings nakedly. It's happy, it's happy. If you are unhappy, you are unhappy. During that time, I was not happy. Because, I don't know when my heart fell into the abyss of inferiority......

I began to disbelieve that I could have happiness.

The listener seems to like rainy days......

The listener seemed to be waiting for someone......

The listener seemed to want to continue to be a listener......

The listener seemed to wander in the rain and sunshine......

And I, on the other hand, felt so inferior that I couldn't believe that the person the audience was waiting for was me.

The rain will fall, the rain will stop, this is the same truth.

I'm singing, you're listening, everything is calm and quiet......

Time goes on.

Maybe sometimes I just think it's okay to play, but some jokes shouldn't appear in the face of love......

It was April Fool's Day, and out of the herd, I usually played with it. However, my mood at the time did not give me the idea of fooling people at all. I just want to be quiet......

It's been a long time since I've been quiet, and I don't know if I'm still thinking about Jingjing.

I quietly express my feelings, quietly forward my feelings, quietly write things, and quietly hope that my heart can be quietly ......

The mood I quietly expressed revealed unhappy information, for example, the spring breeze was unhappy.

April Fool's Day passed quite quickly. Before I knew it, it was night, and I was going to go to bed early, but I was in a bad mood anyway......

Before going to bed, I looked at the dynamics of the button space, and Arou posted a message about a very good mood that day. I don't know if it's really good, but my heart at that time just wanted to listen to a sad song......

I knew I needed to go to bed right away, or I wouldn't be able to sleep. However, it was no longer possible to sleep.

April Fool's Day is just a few minutes away, so let's take a picture and touch it up......

I picked out those red bleeding scars and scars in the retouching and added them to the picture, it looks a bit like an injury, but it's fake, you can see it at a glance. I posted the picture with a lyric: I want to learn to self-hypnotize, and feel less pain......

Actually, I didn't publish that picture to deceive, but just to express a feeling that hurt me inside. Anyway, no one will believe that the picture is real.

However, in the afternoon of the next day, Sister Lily called me and asked me what was wrong, I was confused, what could I do?

It turned out that my family in my country was very worried about me after seeing the picture I posted in the space, thinking that something had happened to me. But there was no way to contact me directly, so I asked Sister Lily to inform me......

At that time, I was confused again......

It turns out that these jokes about my health, no matter how fake they are, are a worry for the family who loves me. Because, in the hearts of the family who love me, they don't even want to hear the assumptions about bad health.

Because of love, whether it's true or not, the family who loves me wants me to be healthy.

So, I knew I was wrong. In the face of the family affection that loves me, I should not desecrate my health.

I didn't delete that picture, it let me know how much my loved ones love me!

My sister said that she was worried about me, and my uncle also looked at that picture several times......

I admitted my mistake and said that I was still as healthy as before, and that I would not make such a mistake again in the future.

No one usually believes in such fake embellishments, but the family members who love me do.

It's not that the family who loves me is stupid, but the love of the family who loves me has gone beyond the so-called smart and stupid. So, the family who loves me is not the average person.

Love should not be profaned.

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