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88 difficult beginnings

There is something that begins to become difficult, there is a kind of physical pain and pain, something that is difficult to approach, something that is difficult to approach, something that is difficult to approach, as if there is something that cannot be done there, as if there is a kind of physical torture and pain, something that wants to avoid, what there is that is unbearable there is a kind of horror and horror, where I feel trembling, where I feel a kind of whole body trembling, and where I tremble and I am at a loss. There I suddenly found some confusion, something indescribable. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Just trembling there, just feeling prostration there, as if there was a prostration of physical and mental exhaustion, where the prostration was weak and weak, where I felt a kind of pressure, and in that pressure, I felt a kind of collapse that belonged to life itself, what was there was fragmented, as if it was about to be broken there, as if it was completely shattered there, something that could not be sought, something where I felt trembling and fearThere is silent waiting, and there is also haggard waiting, it seems to be dead and silent there, and it seems that there is death and death, there is nothing to pay attention to, nothing to care for, nothing to care about.

It was as if he was going to be torn apart, as if he was going to be torn apart by five horses, where he felt pain, where he felt an indescribable powerlessness, as if he felt a sense of powerlessness in his whole body, as if he was in tears in that powerlessness, and in that deep weeping, it was difficult to find and defend something, and he felt difficult there, and he felt forgotten and forgotten there, and it was difficult to find emptiness there, and he was in his arms there, and he was confused there. There is a sadness, there is something, there is something that cannot be paid attention to, there is something that cannot be paid attention to there, and there is something that suddenly becomes so difficult there, so difficult.

Holding yourself tightly, it was as if you were dying right there, and there was a feeling that you were dying, as if you were dying in the air. It was something that was hard to find, it seemed to be something that was hard to remember and find, where I felt tired, where I felt difficult, where I felt helpless, where I cried, where I cried for a long time, where I cried and cried, where I was so weak and weak, where I was weak and helpless, where I was paralyzed, where I was paralyzed for a long time, where I was paralyzed as if I were dead. Something that suddenly falls off, something that suddenly can't be approached. What is there is true, and what there seems to be fake there, all unreal, as if all of them are things that are difficult to trace and recall there, as if they are something that cannot be found there. It's a kind of difficulty, it's also a kind of difficulty, and it's also a kind of fatigue, as if you feel a sense of powerlessness and cowardice in your whole body there.

Is it just sighing there? It's just a lasting sigh, the sigh is powerless there, the sigh is empty, some kind of sigh is useless there, the sigh can only be exchanged for an emptiness in the air, an endless emptiness, also in the emptiness and dead silence, what is uneasy, what kind of uneasiness there is a kind of depression, and there is also a kind of anger and resentment in that depression, that is a kind of carelessness, but also a kind of forgetting and forgetting, and in that large amount of forgetting and forgetting, it is a kind of long-lasting searching, It's a lasting last resort, and it's a kind of sudden feeling as if it's completely empty. There was a general pain that was emptied there, and it hurt, and it was painful.

It's there to be surprised, it's also there, there's a lot of things that I want to escape there, what I want to escape there for a long time, what I have that is there that is difficult to find and remember, and it's a kind of heart trembling in the staggered fear and panic, and there is a sense of joy and relief in that trembling, and there is also a sense of physical struggle and pain, and in that physical struggle and difficulty, It's as if there's something there, it's like there's something hard to find, something there's starting to get difficult, there's something that's starting to become dull, there's something that's starting to be unknown, there's starting to become empty and scared, just trying to comfort there, but suddenly it's stuck there. Who...... Need comfort? Did he really need her comfort? Can she really comfort him?

Comforting him, she just went to comfort him, she might be willing, but she also found that she couldn't do it anymore, she couldn't do it there, she was already there to comfort something, he was like he was there to struggle, there was something there was some hypocrisy, some of the hypocrisy began to become more and more unreal there, and in that, she suddenly panicked, also in that panic, she began to ask herself what was right and wrong, she didn't know what was right and wrong, I don't know what should or shouldn't be, it seems that something is tired there, and there seems to be something there that is weak and powerless, as if it is a sense of struggle, a very painful feeling, a sense of struggle and weakness that will feel pain there.

What is there is forgotten there, what there is there is long and unknown to be forgotten, it is a kind of long-term forgetting, as if what kind of forgetting and forgetting is born in memory, and in that forgetting and forgetting, what is difficult to do seems to be impossible there. That's something impossible, and it seems like it's hard to do there. Reality is reality, it seems that difficult is difficult, also there melancholy, also there to feel trembling, also there to feel confused and powerless, she doesn't know what is true, she doesn't know what is sad, she seems to be there to forget herself, as if she will be there for a long time to forget herself, what kind of unknown, where the unknown, she doesn't know what will get better there, she doesn't know what will get worse there, and she will become more and more nostalgic there, what's getting worse and worse. It's as if there's something there's hard to dodge, it's as if there's something that's already there. It's going to feel timid, it's going to be scared there.

Just when all is not yet aware of what has happened and become, it is changing there, it is changing there as if it is going to die, it is not clear what, it is a kind of regret, what is there and what is regretted in the abandonment and loss, it is a kind of deep regret, but there is still no way there, or there is no way, there is still no way, there is no way, there is no way to cry, just crying there and trying to cry, but to find that crying can no longer be traced, Many, many things are no longer available there, and they can't be pursued there. It's as if there's going to be completely gone and running away from your body and heart, it's like there's something you're going to disappear completely, it's like there's something you're going to struggle with pain. It's a little difficult, it's a little troublesome, and it seems like something is starting to get worse and worse there.

It's a kind of timidity and mood, and in that timidity, there is something that starts to become messy and messy there, as if it becomes messy there, as if it is in that messy world, it is difficult to find one's own heart, as if in that messy world, it is impossible to grasp one's heart, as if it has completely lost one's heart there, and something begins to become difficult there, as if it is becoming more and more difficult there, crying there, I cried there for a long time, but I found that such a cowardly self was so pedantic, such a cowardly self, how bad, how undeserved, she was still there not so much to like such a self, or there was not so much to explain such a chaotic heart. People sometimes can't explain themselves there, and they seem to be unable to explain themselves there. A lot of times, when you can't explain it there, and you can't explain it clearly, you won't want to explain it there. I feel a kind of cruelty, I feel a kind of cruelty in use, and in the face of that real cruelty, what kind of sincerity and sincerity do we want to seek and keep?

What needs to be there is true, what needs to be there with a sincere heart, it must be true, maybe it is right, maybe it is wrong, maybe it should never be, and it is very likely to be a very wrong one, it is a pain, the pain that comes from every part of the body, and in the pain of that struggle, I don't want to look back at something, as if I feel like I can't look back at something there. A lot of truth, a lot of falsehood, a lot of can't, a lot of what kind of hard to let go, and there can't be let go, but whether it can be let go or not, then what can everything do? How good is it that she can still take all of this? How good is it that she can still face all this? What else can she seek and search for?

I just feel that I can't find excuses, and I don't seem to always be looking for excuses there, and it's not good to always look for excuses like this, but she is still at a loss there, she is still there without a way, just trembling there, it is a common torment of body and mind, and in that torment, I realize that what is there is is not real, what there is, and it seems that there is no way there, I am at a loss, and what I have will be there far and near, And it's very unreliable, as if it's hard to find a reliable point there. What is there has has always been so unknown, and what there is has has been impossible all the time. She was shocked there, she wanted to be there for something, but suddenly she found that death and silence were creeping nearer in it.

What kind of fear and hardship, in her forgetting and forgetting, suddenly sprouted there quietly, quietly sprouted there, and there was something there quietly and real pain, as if the pain was growing really, what kind of physical pain, and what there belonged to the physical helplessness, just there was confusion, just there was restlessness, there was anxiety, it was a painful cry, there was sobbing and crying, and wept there for a long time. It was a kind of surprise, and in that surprise, and suddenly I realized that it was no longer possible, and in that gesture, I found that all my movements were stiff there, as if it were stiff there, painful and painful. It is something that exists in life, and it seems to belong to something that does not exist in life, it is a kind of uneasiness, a kind of painful uneasiness, and I feel the torment of loneliness and loneliness in that uneasiness. But in the midst of that pain, I want to be strong there, I want to work harder and harder there, I want to be there without excluding or forgetting everything, I want to be there without forgetting everything, I am trying to hold on there, I am also there to wait hard for something, and I suddenly feel that everything is there and suddenly becomes distant, what I have is there and what I am there is that seems to be getting more and more difficult there.

She was in the midst of that difficulty and hardship, she felt fear, she was afraid, she was afraid, she was also in that fear and fear, she hesitated, as if her hands and feet were trembling there, she was a little scared, she didn't believe anything, she was a little frightened, as if she felt unbelievable there, there was something that she couldn't believe there, as if she couldn't do it there, what she had that she couldn't do there, what she couldn't do there. It's as if it's hard to do there, and in that forgetting and long-term, what has disappeared has disappeared for a long time, and what is painful is also in that long-term and unknown pain, which is the pain in the heart, and in the pain and loneliness, I want to hold on to something, what I have is there and I want to be stronger, it is a kind of strength that belongs to life itself, and it is also in that strength, there is something there that I don't want to give up, It's like there's something that can't be given up in it, it's like something that can't be broken free from it, it's like something that can't be broken free from it.

Suddenly, I realized what was unreal, what was there and what was there, and what was completely confused, there would be hesitation, there was unknown, there was trembling, it was a kind of limb trembling, it was also panicking in that trembling, it was a kind of torment, it was deeply tormented, but it was still there and did not give up, and I wanted to work hard there, I tried very hard not to give up, it was a pain, it was a pain and pain that belonged to the whole body, and it was also in that pain and painThere is something I want to hold on to, I want to stick to it without giving up, I want to pursue it, I want to wait there, maybe I will be wrong there, I may be uneasy there, I may forget it there, or I may carry it there, but the emotions and feelings will last there for a long time, like a river, and I will grow and go there leisurely.

What is far away is the river, or her long hair, or her nostalgic thoughts and feelings, but what is there is there is so long and long, what there is there is there for a long time, drifting away, with the wind, lightly, one after another floating, blowing, also blowing there on the cheeks, and a little cool. She wept, she wanted to struggle in that long crying, she wanted to be strong there, she wanted to never get close to anything there, she never ran away from anything there, and she never easily forgot who and everything was there, because they were all precious, and because they were all precious, but suddenly she found that she ...... I was already trembling there and there was nothing I could do......

There is something messy in it, when there is messiness in it, it is constantly struggling to be chaotic and confused, there is something struggling in it, there is something in it, there is something in it, there is something that is unknown and seems to be difficult to get close to there, as if there is something that is always in that and it is difficult to find in it, as if it has been in that it has never been able to be traced, as if it has been difficult to find and difficult to chase there. The heart was in a trance there, and the heart was in pain, as if something was shattered there, and something was painful and painful there, and she was trembling there, a trembling of the whole body, and something that could not be approached in that trembling, as if in it, what was there was confused, and what was unknown in that confusion, and it was difficult to find in that confusion, just waiting there, just waiting there, It seems that there is something that can't be waited for there, and there is also a general that can't be waited for there.

There is something unknown there, there is something there that there is helpless, there is something that seems to be forgotten there, as if it is there to continue to forget, and there is also to continue to be painful, there is something that is difficult to find, as if in the midst of the wear, there is something that is painful and painful and difficult to find, as if it is in the midst of which it cannot be traced, as if it is impossible to find in that difficulty, what there is there cannot be long, There is something that is painful and difficult to find, where it is impossible to find for a long time, and there is something that is difficult to find, and what is there, just in the midst of it, it begins to become difficult and silently, as if it is a kind of unreality that is becoming more and more difficult, and in the midst of that unreality, there is something messy in it, and there is something that trembles like a turbulent wave.

Suddenly there is something that is there to love and love, there is suddenly something to love, and suddenly there is something helpless and helpless, there is something helpless, there is something there is helpless, there is something there is helpless, there is something there is unknown, there is something there is more and more difficult to get close to, there is something there is difficult to approach, there is also there there is something difficult to find, there is also something, there is a little bit of crying, In those teary eyes, I suddenly found that everything in front of me had long since become unrecognizable, and it had long since become impossible to find anything, and it was as if nothing could be found.

It was something that was hard to find, and it seemed like there were many, many things that were hard to find, as if in the midst of that difficulty and difficulty, there was something that was already there that was difficult to find, and it was already there that it was difficult to find. Suddenly there is difficulty, all of a sudden panic, all of a sudden there is a sudden confusion, all of a sudden it is difficult to approach, it is something that is constantly impossible to find, it is also there that it is constantly difficult to find, something that is difficult to approach, something that is not clear, and it seems to be difficult to see something. There every step of the struggle, there every step of the difficulty and difficulty, but also in the midst of that difficulty and difficulty of approaching, and in that difficult to approach, there is something there painful death. In death, there is something close there, in death, there is something there that struggles to breathe deeply, and there is something that cannot be found in the long and difficult breath of deep breathing.

It's a kind of emptiness, and it seems to be a kind of hard to look back, the white fox's spirit will still be a little confused there, she will be a little worried that she is because she is too lonely, only because she is too lonely, she will choose to think there, she is worried that she thinks too much, she will always be there and there is no way to worry that she thinks too much, she is worried that her heart is disordered in it, and it is completely chaotic in it. A lot of chaos is difficult to find in it, what kind of thoughts are vague there, and what is difficult to find and guard in that blur. Is she just because she is too lonely, she will care too much about that kind of warmth, long-term loneliness and loneliness, so that she suddenly wants to find a warmth, so much looking forward to a kind of warmth of companionship, but she still finds that it is difficult to find her own warmth there, no matter whether she wants to work so hard, she just tries to find it there, and suddenly trembles there. She embraced a cold air, where she hugged herself tightly, just there...... Want to be strong, be strong!