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But that real tenacity and patience is still a very, very difficult thing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

There is something there that I still don't want to work so hard, and I don't want to work so hard.

It's just that I've been there for a while, and I'll feel a little trance there, and I'll feel the slightest bit of incomprehension there.

It's as if one of them doesn't seem to understand and understand himself very well.

People are always there to lack knowledge and understanding of themselves.

Sometimes, even there you don't know why you did it, or why you forgot and left something behind.

When those things that are lost and lost and lost, when they have to be recalled and recalled again,

Still there will be some sighs, there will be a kind of pathetic and pathetic there,

It's just that there's a very, very helpless feeling there, it's too sad there, it's a very, too painful there.

But in the face of those sighs and sorrows, when there is something that is very, very real and missed,

Still there trying to change my mood and psychology, trying to make myself want to open some,

Facing what can stop being so confused, and where you can not let yourself continue to immerse yourself in those escapes and escapes.

Some of the things, some times, still feel some helplessness there, but also feel a kind of sadness and left behind there,

It was a sigh, a deep sigh there, some nervousness, some sighs there.

Some things are slowly changing there, and they seem to be there as if they are stagnant in a pool, or they are still there as if they are dead.

It's an unknown kind of emotion and feelings, always feeling a little misty there,

I always feel a little vague there, and I also feel a kind of indistinguishability there,

It's as if he can't tell the difference between the leaves and his own, but how many leaves are there in this world?

When he asked himself such a thought, he would still feel a very sad and helpless sigh there,

Even he felt very ridiculous there, he just felt very ridiculous there.

Also in the face of that very ridiculous reality, he still has a kind of desire to escape and escape there,

Although I still feel something very far away there, as if I feel my heart there,

Feeling my own dreams, everything is there and feeling something very far away,

It's as if his life is still in that certain period of time and time, where he feels some chaos and unknowns,

It's just that hesitating there, but it's not clear there why he's come to this point again.

Sometimes, I feel a very incomprehension of myself, and a very unreasonable feeling and forgetfulness.

It's just that there suddenly I still feel that I want to pity and cherish something,

However, he was still there quietly, and suddenly he found that his heart seemed to be empty there.

Some of the time still passed there very, very quickly,

It's so fast that people want to be nostalgic, but they find that they are still there, and they can't stay there at all.

He just didn't understand his own loneliness, what kind of loneliness and loneliness he was used to,

Or a kind of loneliness and loneliness for oneself.

When he faced his lonely and lonely life, he felt very helpless and helpless,

He's still there, helpless, and has to choose again, to forget and forget something.

It's as if something is always there, always as if it is irretrievable, and it seems that it has always been there to be harvested and unfound.

Still listening to what kind of fragments, or listening to what kind of escape,

Not only did some of the people around him seem to be fleeing and running away from him, but he himself seemed to be running away and fleeing there.

There was some stubbornness, he seemed to be a little stubborn, and he seemed to be just there and a little helpless against some of his stubbornness.

Sometimes, because of her cuteness, he still thinks she is funny, and he still likes her.

But, sometimes, he still can't help but get angry and angry there, even though he is just angry with himself there,

He was just bothered there, but unfortunately, the closest to her, beside her, had become the object of his anger and anger.

After that incident, he still felt some regret and remorse.

He regretted a little why he treated the people he wanted to cherish and cherish the most.

It's always there, and there's something missing, and it's just never to be found and found.

Everything is there to become very empty and confused, there to sway, there is like rippling in that dream-like illusion,

It was as if he was coming out of that illusion step by step, and it was as if he was walking towards that illusion step by step, all in a blur.

He was just there, and he felt all over his body fluttering there.

Sometimes, he really doesn't want to put on a cold and cold face, he doesn't want a very arrogant and disdainful attitude.

Because that kind of arrogance and disdain will only be there to alienate and alienate people's hearts more and more.

That kind of uninhibited and impatient, he sometimes showed himself there, but he found that he gradually wanted to change for someone.

Perhaps, I just want to get better slowly, and I also want to be able to treat some people I want to treat well.

Because there are people or things in this world, there are some things worth working on there.

It's also worth working hard there, and it's also worth working hard, so it's there to change yourself with your heart.

Let your heart be there, let yourself be there to bear and bear for that long time,

It depends on time to change itself, but the world itself cannot change anything.

If you really want to change yourself, or you want to gradually change yourself for the better, maybe you are the only one left.

Sometimes, not believing in yourself and not trusting others is all a kind of deception and evasion.

If people don't believe in themselves, then there is still the possibility of controlling their own lives?

If no one trusts others, then there is no trust in this world.

If people don't believe and distrust each other, then how lonely and lonely and lonely will this world be?

Will you feel hurt there?

In that world, I always feel a burden of my own, and I also feel a pain of my own there.

Still there, I can't help but feel some grievances for some of my sacrifices, and feel some feelings of loss.

is also because of this loss of misknowledge and delusion, so, there will still be some can't help but escape,

There will also be some cowardice and sluggishness there.

What kind of dullness is that, and it's also a sluggish perception and feeling.

It's just that there I suddenly find myself isolated from the world, as if I am very far away.

In that world, I stretched out my own hands, where I received the shine and warmth of the sun,

I want to be warm there, feel the warmth of the sun, feel the mildness and coolness of the sun and the shade there,

And then, just as the wind blew the green leaves, gently swaying around there, rising with the wind, and the leaves swirling in the sun,

The whirling dance of the leaves, and the whirling and charming wind, are all swaying there, and they seem to be intoxicated there.

If, in the face of this beautiful scenery, it would be nice if she was by her side.

Ye Luokong just sighed softly and helplessly there, intoxicated,

Memories are there, and once again hopelessly, the lake of memory surfaces,

Still there remembering, still there missing, almost drunk there in that missing,

He was just a little helpless there, but he still slowly let go of himself in his heart, and missed her for a while, just for a while.