I'm always in the habit of hiding myself, pretending, and I'll warm up for a while because of the occasional concern from others, and then that feeling will disappear in an instant. Others say, you are so proud, why are you so dragged, so arrogant. I guess it's just your feelings! Smile, I thought a smile could mean everything, but it couldn't mean words. People can't guess what you're trying to write, and the teacher says you have to smile when you're singing, and you have to communicate more when you're not singing. That's how I am, silent when I should speak, and silent when I don't know what to be silent...... Many times I think that people should be lonely, always lonely. When I wanted to say something, I didn't know how to open my mouth, and when I thought about it carefully, I didn't have someone around me who could give me long-term warmth, and I couldn't find that person, so I had to admit certain facts, facts about a person.

Alone, looking at the sky alone, walking alone, I don't know who will be by my side in the next second, or maybe there is no one, a person walks silently, his own world, forgetting his own existence, the world is fickle, I can't find my true self, whether it is false, whether it is lonely

The sun shines through my sorrow ^............

I am a fish that sleeps in the deep sea, a fish that never wakes up,

I had a long, long dream, and this dream was called life, and it was called worldly tediousness.

I bought a lot of books, but I didn't know what to write, was it a sigh, a mess, a forgetting? Maybe neither, I just wanted to live a realistic life, and the reality was really cruel......

The sky is so vast that you can't guess what's inside.

What is affection, what is love, what is friendship???

They are all nothing??? and not all of them will be lost in the end. I haven't cried for a long time, and I forgot that my seventeen-year-old is a fart, what did my youth leave me? Who left me anything, a disguise.

I listened to the song "Those Flowers" for three years, but I still couldn't sing that taste. I don't want to sing anymore.

Maybe there is something that has been dusty for a long time, it will become dust, it will pass like flowing water, and the years are like silk, so it is called "year slip", which slips too fast..................

You can forget everything. Anything.

I guess I'm going to be alone when I get out of here. I fell that day, and I didn't even have the strength to get up, but fortunately, there were passers-by who gave me the courage to get up. They should laugh at it, no matter what, no one cares anyway......

They said don't be too lonely.

Ask yourself, aren't you alone?

People are always like this, always lonely, and when they are lonely, they will think of those who have given them warmth, those who have almost forgotten.

Who would I think of? Nobody. Who will think of me? It's hypocritical, all.

Growing up, what the hell was I chasing,

What are you looking for?

Did I really get what I lost?

Since childhood, you will be independent, not learned, it should be instinctive, some kind of power. I hate it when people hold my hand, or even touch me, it's not that unnatural. I was disgusted by that feeling.

I don't think much about it, that's all, what about you???? I know I'm going to keep my head down, I don't need anyone to believe it, I don't need anyone to pay attention, no one can change it, I'm a dead leaf flying in late autumn, the dust will settle after floating, nothing belongs to me...........................

They should lie to people, there is no Boya and Zhongzi period in the world, and they can't find it.

I think I should have a friend?