A person, always so wronged, a paragraph, always so hurt, the only truth, the loss of the soul, the humble season, let yourself not be in the group, unforgettable wings, let yourself not be excellent, time is like this, give you a basin of hot water, give you a winter.

Grasp the right to the beginning, you may not understand the later ending, you may not see clearly, you can't see clearly, you may not be fake, whether you are indifferent or lost, you may not be able to hide the lifelike life, and you will be bruised everywhere.

Life is an inconspicuous name, but also an unaccustomed story, cold and wrong, warm and hurt, think about it like this, it is unforgettable.

Life and death are like dreams, sighing life, how many rights and wrongs, helpless regrets, cold is also a person, warm is also a person, right is also a person, old is also a person, later, just people scatter their feelings, read and understand are a person's hurt, the only person, the only unforgettable, let yourself be nostalgic.

The lonely heart, bearing the coldness of life, the scenery is old, only the heart that understands oneself has lost the only truth, only the young man who has lost the only heart, the crowd of people, the cold and warm self-knowing.

Life is a season of people, life and death are the reincarnation of a person, true and false for a moment, don't think about the beginning, why bother for yourself, not for others.

Loneliness is a person's habit, accustomed to loneliness, loneliness is their friend, helplessness is a person's growth, accustomed to helplessness, helplessness is their own soul, life changes in a thousand ways, only the beating heart, or the heart of others.

To live, you need a reason, to wait, you need a miracle, how much to understand, is the touch of life, how much to pay, is the payment of fate, a word, word, sentence, cold heart bruises will never be forgotten.

Life is a regrettable word, but also a terrible story, you can't understand it, I can't see it, and in the end life becomes a person, an indelible name.

Life, how much truth and falsehood, how much hypocrisy, how much kindness, one word, two sentences, helpless life, feeling the soul, the last bond, distressing one's heart, heart-rending world, always helpless perfunctory, the mood of bruises everywhere, always let go of flattery.

Others respect me, not because I have an identity, but because others are polite, and if others don't like you, it must be your lack of effort.

This society, for you, will also take, hurt you, will also give you warmth, life is like this, half bitter, half difficult, half true and false, half hypocritical, cognition and knowledge can not be improved, you are destined to be the loser of the world.

Hongchen dreams, who is yours, who are you, just self-inflicted, helpless in life, you think, just you think, you think, your ability can't keep up with the vision, your endurance can't keep up with the mental arithmetic, your failure, just self-righteousness.

Scenery is a kind of fate, life is a piece of the past, others are telling, they are on the road, only sadness and loneliness can't speak, only silence and sadness, not suitable for communication.

People are sad, the heart is bitter, every kind of understanding, is the arrival of a kind of injury, every thought, is a regretful landscape, so good, even a smile is too late to speak, with the encounter, why bother not to forget.