Night, suitable for quiet souls in silence, listening to the radio and enjoying every minute and every second......

The day of life is too impetuous, the busyness of work and some trivial matters are too chaotic, and the quiet night, listening to the comfortable radio, can be exchanged for inner peace. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The storytelling radio host, the voice is so magnetic, it sounds comfortable, and the beautiful background music makes the overall feeling like lying on the grass and looking at the beautiful starry sky, naturally.

Soul night talk, a lot of hearts can be heard on the radio, there will be a feeling: late at night is not lonely, there are always people who have the same mood as themselves in other corners to feel the quiet faint happiness with themselves.

If you listen to too much music in normal times, you will feel bored. However, the music you hear on the radio is very beautiful. Even though some of the music isn't my favorite, it sounds just as good. Maybe it's the atmosphere on the radio that gives the music its wonderful meaning......

Listening to the radio is not only to comfort one's soul, but also to allow oneself to think, imagine, and experience...... This is not only the nutrient inhalation of my spiritual world, but also another hidden growth.

What do I hear?

When I heard it, I felt like I was telling my heart on the radio, or I was telling my story on the radio......

What comes to mind?

It occurred to me that if I could, I should listen to some radio with a story in the night every once in a while, so that I could really calm down and see the enjoyment of my soul......

The radio I heard that time, I personally felt pretty good, and I can express it in one sentence: "If you bloom, butterflies will come." ”

If you want to come to your side with all the good things, you must let yourself grow up and make your mentality better.

You are what you believe in.

Listening to the radio at night, I don't want to go to bed early, because I am enjoying.

Time goes on.

Did Heaven deliberately arrange it this way?

I hadn't listened to the radio for so many days, but I suddenly wanted to listen to the radio in the early hours of that morning, and I had been listening to it for so long. She didn't come to me for so many days, but to my surprise, I chose to come late in the morning. And just like that, a slight "bump" was made......

As I listened to the radio, I immediately lost that serenity, and I didn't feel what I was hearing at all, all my attention was focused on what she was looking at when she came to me to detain space......

I looked at it, and I was stunned! The journals she read had some topics that I liked about other girls.

Wouldn't it?!I didn't read so many articles, how could I see them all those logs that I was afraid she would misunderstand? So the question arises again? Why should I be afraid that she will misunderstand? We are not a couple anymore, why do I care so much about what she thinks?

I don't know, I don't know, all of a sudden, it's messy......

I thought she wouldn't come back to my space anytime soon after reading one of my blogs before. It was Tanabata the day before yesterday, and I thought she would come, and the first thing I did when I woke up was to open the space on my phone to see if she came. As a result, no. I don't think she cares about me anymore......

But she came in the early hours of the morning, and I ...... I......

Actually, I thought about adding her buckles during the Chinese Valentine's Day, hoping that if she passed my verification, she wouldn't delete me again.

However, I think something is missing, maybe it doesn't feel strong enough. So, on the day of Tanabata, I didn't buckle her.

At the time, it felt like enough was enough, and I thought that even though I would be going to a place a little far away in the near future, I would still think it would be meaningful to add her buttons......

Maybe she still doesn't want to talk to me more after she buckles, but at least she can see the mood I express naturally. I can also see the mood of her expression.

So, that time I decided to add her buckle, whether she passed my verification or not, at least, I did.

But the picture that appeared after that made me collapse......

I thought I was going to write some verification information, but she wasn't, she set up a way to answer the questions.

The question is what her favorite color is.

I was in a daze for a while, with no impression in my head. I don't know if I hadn't known her favorite colors before, or if I had forgotten it in those years, or if I hadn't remembered it at all?

My heart is so restless, I ...... What am I?

I, unnaturally filled in the light blue answer. Mistake!

Red, Error!

Green, wrong!

Burgundy, wrong!

Golden, wrong!

Black, wrong!

Pink, wrong!

Wrong! Error............

Every attempt, every mistake that was revealed, made my heart ache again like an arrow......

What was my mindset when I was with her, and why did I forget her favorite color or didn't know it at all?

It was as if I felt guilty in my heart, and I felt that she was right not to be with me. I don't understand love, I really don't understand, I don't even know this simple question......

A corner of the worldview is still inevitably falling off! I can't see my own view of love clearly...... What does it mean to be a lover? I don't know......

When I tried to answer the purple question, it was finally correct and I could make a note. But I don't think I have the face to face her at all. All the words and mouths that I used to say have turned into lies and big words, and they are all illusory...... I can't see through it......

My hand trembled and pressed the exit, no longer clasping her.

I feel that the world is right, and those who are about to leave may be to let me see how naïve and unloving...... I stupidly thought I was ...... It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter......

I'm still fit to be my own Sagittarius. Love, what a difficult problem to figure out......

In that case, the only thing I remember about her at the time was her birthday. I've forgotten all of her other hobbies, and I don't remember them at all......

I cried enough before, but although I hit myself very hard at the time, there were no more tears.

Sagittarius, should be laughing. Even if you lose a beautiful meaning, you should laugh......

Life, or go on.

I still need to grow up......

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