Sad, never said a word, helpless, can't ask a word more, once young, learned to be silent, and then grew up and learned to give up.

How many grievances in life, too late to say, too late to wait, too late to ask, and then it became a story, a landscape, a part of life, there is no if in life, only the ending, but I don't remember it at the beginning, but I forgot yesterday.

I have been lost, I have been happy, but I have never seen a real smile, thank you for the encounter, parting, beginning, care, helplessness and forgetting, learning respect, politeness, knowing yourself.

Fan Tao of life is always tortuous, for money, or for love, there are always losses, gains and losses, helplessness, and disappointments in life.

Lonely growth, learned to see, helplessly flipped, learned to change, a person thinks, a person waits, waiting for the uncertainty of life, living in the running line of time, there are always a lot of words, can not speak, can only be helpless, there are always a lot of disappointments, called time.

How much respect, the helplessness inside, all hide a kind of worry, how much politeness, hide a pattern, sad their hearts, and then the feelings of the two scattered, cold and warm self-knowledge.

Ask the world, how far away is this life, how much in the next life, etc., no one knows, whether it is good in the heart, helpless in the heart, it is difficult to understand a person, it is so bitter to think about a person, the grievances in the heart, the hypocrisy of sincerity, and I have learned to guard against it.

Excellent people, smart people, helpless people, or disappointed people, there is always an understanding, but also a loss, how many grievances in life, how much loss in life, just a dream of life, back to the capital is a loss.

A person, still a person, is it the deception of life, or the false lie, learned to be silent, learned to smile, later strong, helpless indulgence, are all a person's world.

Helpless love is always the reading of life, helpless words, always humble a person's desolation, is the regret of life, is the bargaining chip of love, or a person's belonging, but waited more, lost more, thought less, and wronged more.

How much it is destined is just a person's ups and downs, how much it is lost, just a person's smiling face, sadness or helplessness, disappointment or delusion, just the inner peace with the encounter, just the uneasiness of life.

There is uncertainty in my heart, life is unstable, is there no pattern of thoughts, or there is no settlement in life, and later, it is just a person's coming, a person's regret.

Falling flowers, people are ruthless, memories are pale, and the optimism of the ten fingers is just a person's fragility, unspeakable understanding, incomprehensible amorous, love and hate, people are different, words are always difficult to walk together, and people are always sad alone.

The right time, the right person, the right helplessness, or a person's poverty, there is always a grievance, two wounds, one yesterday, can't say clearly, one today, it's too late to wait, and later, it's just a wordlessness in life.

What is the fate, what is the person, how many people are warm and cold, the love is deep and shallow, but the cups and shadows are staggered, in exchange for one person's look, the world of two people, why live as others want.