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55. Looking at each other is difficult to understand

What kind of impossibility, in that complete and very impossible, what kind of chaos, what kind of unknown and what kind of brokenness there, as if it was completely and completely broken there. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's really impossible, it's really impossible to do there, but all of a sudden, it's completely torn apart, there's nothing, it's there completely and cleanly, there's nothing, it's nothing.

It's like a mockery and ridicule, and in that ridicule, what kind of messy and innocent mood, disordered mind, will be there to tremble and tremble. The survival of a person is also the kind of person who survives well, and is there to try to live hard and strongly.

It may be impossible, it may be irretrievable, it may not be possible to find much hope again, but in that hope, there is a very warm flame there, and then, despair is a sad and extinguished flame, but when the flame of hope burns, it is also a warm light and heat, and in that warmth, what kind of charm and helplessness will there be.

There are many, many things that have no choice, and there are many, many things that are disordered there, where the mind is disordered, when I have not noticed and discovered anything, suddenly I have to feel that I am not quite right, and I feel that I should not be there, how many times, and it seems that there are many times, many times I have been thinking about what kind of trembling there, and I am also trying to move patiently in that trembling, and I have to move the steps of life step by step in the pace of life.

It's just that it's plain there, life, it's always so bland, but in that dull life, what kind of feelings, what kind of feelings are there, and it's so slow, very slow, and what kind of feelings I don't particularly know and understand, do you want to treat it like this, do you want to care?

I went and suddenly found that I couldn't do it, as if I couldn't do it for a long time, and I couldn't do it for a long time, and when I couldn't do it and it was difficult to do it, I had to be so scared. What kind of warmth is there, whether it is true or sincere, or it may also be false and deceitful, it will be so unreal there.

What kind of unreality there will be, and what kind of long-term, long-term cover-up there will be, and in the midst of all kinds of struggles and disputes, I will suddenly feel tired, and I will suddenly feel so tired and tired.

In that very, very tired and prostration, there is still what kind of impossibility, what kind of impossibility there is, what kind of impossibility can not be done, what kind of struggle and pain it will be, what kind of struggle and pain will be, and the reawakening in that struggle, the journey of struggling life, it is such a general road as if it is there for a long time, it is a road without end.

Let something become unreal, and make something impossible, just be there to be surprised, in that complete surprise, amnesia, what kind of faint amnesia taste, will it be there for a long, long time, a curtain that falls?

When they are facing each other, they suddenly feel that they can't look at each other, that they can't look at each other, that they don't dare to face it, they don't dare to look for it, they don't dare to look for it, in that quarrel, in that long, long quarrel and all kinds of contradictions, it is endless quarrels, and there are endless pains and scolding and fights. Blood, blood flowing, memory, in which it swirled so empty.

What kind of whirlwind of memory, in the whirlwind of trivial memories, the past, the past, the memories that have long been difficult to find, have disappeared, it seems like it has disappeared for a long, long time, in that windswept and desolate world, in that unfamiliar world, where suddenly I have to meet someone again.

I thought it would be warm, but I still found that it was not warm, and all the temperatures were not felt, but a person was walking so downward, and who was walking down and strong and continuous.

Who do you believe, and who you don't believe in so much. People seem to have a period of solitude, and in that solitude, she just feels that there is too much distance between her heart and the hearts of others, and in that big, big distance, she feels tired.

She felt powerless, and then, she was so forgetful, and it seemed that she had struggled in that pain for a long, long time, and what kind of cruelty she felt, and she was helpless to cry in that cruelty.

Believing in something, but in that belief and trust is completely broken, dead silence, and after all the trust, all the last and last beliefs are completely destroyed, it begins to become difficult, and then suddenly it becomes very difficult, very difficult, in the midst of death and death, cold touch, what is it? It's like a petrified act that can never be understood.

She just walked there quietly, she stretched out her hand, along the stone wall, all the way through, like a straight line, but in fact, it was a complete curve, just like the road of life, although with the progress of that time and straight line into an ordinary person's life, life is a continuous growth, continuous experience, continuous recognition and understanding.

But a person's actual life is difficult, it will be very difficult there, very difficult, the separation between people's hearts, the gap between people, and also in that separation and estrangement, you will feel the warmth and coldness of the earth. The warmth and coldness of the world, the warmth and coldness of human affection and people's hearts, all kinds of treatment, are completely so different treatments.

What kind of deception, what kind of anger, and then in that deception and anger, I began to be indifferent, that is, my heart was there little by little, and there was a complete cooling, and it was forgotten, it would be so long, long and long.

The pain of forgetting, the pain of life, the nothingness of life in that pain, the nothingness of seeking in that pain, the thing that can never be found there, and suddenly there is a tremble, such a complete trembling of the hands.

It's just that the friction of the hands on the stone wall there, and also in the sudden friction, I feel the pain of the hands, I will feel the pain of all kinds of friction there, it will be a very hot temperature, it will be a very hot temperature there.

There I regretted it again and again, and I forgot it in that regret. It's just silently following each other, suddenly forgetting, suddenly blaming, suddenly regretting, suddenly the happiness is far away, and I feel that happiness is so far away, and in that distance, I already feel powerless, a very weak, very weak helplessness, and I feel very difficult and difficult there.

"It's hard to do it in the slightest, it's impossible to do it at all, and there's a sense of weakness in the midst of it, right? Girl. "Whose word is it, is it the word of a dream?

When she is very lonely and lonely, and she is looking forward to what kind of warmth and care, will she be there? Will that be the case? Is it true that everything is going to be like this?

She couldn't believe it anymore, the warmth was unbelievable, the warmth was so fake, so false as blank, but the warmth was too good, too good to be incredible, too good to be heartbroken and heartbroken. What you have is unbearable there, and what you have is already unbearable there.

You will feel helpless in that exhaustion, and in that exhaustion, you will feel the tiredness and fatigue of the heart, the tiredness of the heart, the weakness of the heart, where it is so powerless and powerless, and it will be all the things in the world.

Suddenly I don't want to do it, and suddenly I feel powerless to do it again, what kind of companionship I have, because what kind of meeting is there and indifference, and there is neglect and neglect, and there is also neglect and neglect, just so and so to bear it, there to bear something again.

I also slowly forgot in the midst of suffering, did not feel and comfort anything, just something that could not be comforted there, and something that could not be comforted, and suddenly I felt that I was at fault there, and in the midst of that fault, suddenly there was something that retreated, and it was like a complete retreat and elimination.

Disappearing is like disappearing, wrong, as if it is so wrong, impossible to do, as if it is so impossible to do, listening softly to something, but there he is smiling indifferently, but suddenly he feels that he is not properly respected.

When I try to communicate and ask for help from the outside world, I suddenly feel powerless there, so powerless, so powerless, I will be very lost there, I will be there every nerve pain, I will be there as if I have to feel the convulsions and pain in my body.

When the body begins to disobey, when the body begins to twitch there every nerve aches, it is a physical pain, and it is also there that it is not good, and it is disturbed and confused, just crying faintly there, and suddenly it seems to feel wrong, but it is there very scared and afraid.

Because I was scared, I couldn't help it, because I couldn't help it, I just trembled in one place, and I was smiling there slowly, and in that slow smile, it was not a smile, but a compulsion to look forward to smiling and happiness, a compulsion to work very hard, and it was also difficult to recognize in that compulsion, it was to recognize and not recognize anything.

The cold in winter, the snowflakes falling in winter, that is the snow white and the snow is cold and cold, and it is also in the bits and pieces that are floating all over the world, it is the condensed and solidified point bit by bit, and it is also in the falling and falling drops, searching.

It was a waiting and waiting for the snow-white flowers, and in it, it seemed to be so, it ended decisively, and it ended decisively there, that is, there was nothing left, and it seemed to be so long and long, forgetting that this was a summer, forgetting that this was supposed to be a lively and prosperous summer, everything was changing there, and suddenly it became intolerable to be there. All of a sudden, it was as if I was completely isolated from the world.

In the midst of the isolation, the swirling springs, the swirling cold path, and in the whirling path, I felt a sudden exposure, as if I was already there very fragile, and my fragile mind was suddenly far away, and it seemed to be so far away, very far away.

What I don't believe, what I don't know, and then, what is broken and sad, what kind of brokenness, where I am helpless, and there after being heartbroken, I turn my head and leave, I will completely turn my head and walk away, and I feel like I have to walk away like that, and I don't want to care about anything anymore, as if I don't want to care about anything there.

I know what I shouldn't do, and I can't do anything about it. What kind of persistence, what kind of inevitable persistence, but also in that inevitable, unavoidable, who are you looking forward to, who are you looking forward to, whose eyes will be warm there, will be there so warm and warm feeling, and it is difficult to go away in that warm sustenance and bosom, the beauty of not wanting to go away, the warmth of not wanting to go away, and the forgetfulness of not wanting to leave so much.

It's not so good to know what you have, what you have or what's still there, it's not so good, just nodding, and it seems to be nodding your head indifferently there, waiting, just waiting there strongly, and there it seems that you have no choice but to wait, so waiting will be a grinding of the heart, as if you will be there to talk that your heart is grinded, and there it will seem to be grinding all the haggard and powerless.

In the midst of that sudden, great, great change, there was silence, there was something there that was completely silent, and in that silence and powerlessness, patiently listening.

Because it is very, very cherished, it is true that it is silent because of a cherishment, just because it is afraid, afraid to break such a beautiful, very beautiful peace, just because it is afraid of breaking such a beautiful and silent, but suddenly I feel that I have lost something in that silence.

In that silence, it was as if something had been lost, as if something had been lost again, and in the midst of a new and complete loss, something had been emptied, as if it had been completely empty there.

Yes, there is someone who has always been there, just dodging, just dodging, dodging, dodging, evading, evading, evading, seeming to be hiding in the darkness and secretly laughing. There is someone there who secretly laughs, and there is also someone there who secretly cries, a very weak cry. In the midst of that long crying, he was finally so dumb.

It's just forgotten, just so much to keep forgetting, forgetting to care, forgetting to be warm, and there, when there is no other choice, choose a person's quietness, choose a person's silence, and also in that silence and silence, the back of his turn, in that cold fog of indifference, he turned around, it was so long and long to turn and leave, whoever left, will always be there and keep going.

Who left. It also seems that after leaving there, there will be no turning back, and whoever is gone will leave there without looking back. Ah, the pain, the pain in the body all of a sudden, the body that ached there, and the helplessness of the exhaustion of the body sighed, looking back at the past, and finding nothing.

It's also there that you can't find anything, and you can't feel anything there, and suddenly there's something there, as if it's so coveted, but there's what kind of sin, which is deeply corroded and violated. It was a hostility and a hostility.

What kind of care does there have, what is there at that time, there is a moment there to care about, but I find that the broken bits and pieces, like the fine sand flying in the palm of the hand, just like the fine sand flying in the palm of the hand, just so have to fly away, the fine sand has to go away with the wind so finely, just like the memory that has long disappeared and the memory and picture of childhood.

What kind of erosion, what kind of painful hunger eroded there, she suddenly felt so lonely, and so helpless, she just felt that she was so hungry and painful that it was unbearable, that the pain was unbearable, and that there was nothing to do in that pain, what kind of distance there was, what kind of distance it was like running and running, and what kind of impossibility it was in that flying away, and then, in that lot of complaints and resentment, The heart is thousands of knots, and the heart is thousands of excellent, and it is still difficult to express it there.

"Want to fall in love?" Suddenly, the laughter of Yun Butterfly jumped out of his ears, and he just laughed lightly, "Love is not as beautiful as you imagined, it will be very unreal, there will be a lot of what kind of beauty you imagined, there will be a lot of what kind of two things are beautiful, and there will be a lot of what kind of heart-breaking situations, and situations, everything will be indifferent there, it will be so indifferent again, you know?" ”