disorderly

The complicated world is indescribably vague, and the irresponsible behavior does not know whether it is tired or unstoppable, in short, everything has become too vague, and no one can tell what the name of all this is. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info maybe, this is simple but who can tell, in short, the current mood is chaotic.

The autumn leaves are scattered all over the place, and the dancing in the air is a kind of beauty when no one looks up, yes, perhaps, I should learn to be lonely, learn to feel alone, learn to endure, and not be in the endless twittering, the longing for friends is always difficult to give up, and every intimate action of my boyfriend, his laughter can't bear to forget, and it really feels distant. Yes, something that is not real is too far away from me.

Looking for a chance to go out and stay for a trip, I don't know what choked up on the way back. I wanted to give him happiness but she didn't accept it, the world is a bit blurry, and there is no choice between real and unreal.

The mind is very upset, very annoying, and no one can understand the blur of the broken line, but maybe everyone understands. Perhaps, this is life, I don't know how to face it, but it is so real in front of my eyes, and the pale life is scorched in that moment in the afternoon. The candlelight of life drowned. The short and beautiful love blossomed holy. However, it is autumn red. The day was sunny, and although there were no stars or half a moon on the night, there was no timidity at all, because the lights were bright. There are many people who have left me in the end, and I finally understand that there is someone who has been with me from beginning to end. And I tormented her, he had been impressed by me and I hurt him mercilessly, and I didn't look back, but I still thought that maybe this was a biting cold wave, and whether the real plum blossoms should bloom in winter, light a few pillars of incense, listen to the ethereal voice, and pray for something in front of the gods and Buddhas with fragile souls. Perhaps, the most real at the moment. The fuzzy world was originally indistinguishable from illusory disguise. What is it now, and what is the truth? Why do you want to lie to yourselfNot everything can be like this, asking for forgiveness is not true in the idea of looking for true knowledge, whether the happy is happy, whether the painful is crying, how can there be such a murmuring collapse without the beginning of the original head, and the place where the original dream is traced is the place where the memories begin. The scattered leaves returned to the ground, and under the cold light of the silence, every sharp look seemed to hide the painful scoundrel, and the sad chirp could not recall a little truth. What can Ni Hong's world tell in today's ......? Again and again it was recalled, and again and again it was lost. Perhaps, never really owned. Running around in the red dust. Every smile counts. In the twilight thoughts, the dust returns, and what should I do? It's not your fault, it's mine, perhaps, no one's fault.

Come back, go further, what else? The persistence of youth can't be exchanged for half a touch of innocence, and it can't hold a frozen heart.

I don't know who doesn't understand or you and I have experienced the torture of wind and rain because of this, and no one can save the wonderful scene of the rain and smoke of life, but there is no need for pain to be real......

The season when the leaves are falling, waiting for the cherry blossoms to fly, and the final smile is not there, but, waiting for you to hesitate, your no residence, now there is only me, and what am I? When can I change, when can I understand, now, I am myself, don't always be ignorant.

In short, I'm messed up.

Messy thoughts, messy dialogues, so many words written in no name, still relying on spring flowers and autumn fruits, and what can be done now, no one can help but understand, the more real the more unreal, the more unreal, the more real. Is that true of you? Ignorant solution, in the late summer and early autumn season, there are lovers everywhere, and what about me? Walking alone gently, like floating particles, walking and falling on the vast earth,......

This may be true.

The chaotic eyes, the chaotic thoughts, the chaotic ruthlessness, and the chaotic affection are all in front of you......