Chapter 275: Can't Wake Up (3)

promised your heart and lost your soul, in exchange for your miserable smile. The pen and fun pavilion www.biquge.info promised and lost the kiss, in exchange for your gorgeous turn. When the tears slipped quietly, in the memories, only the poignant smile of those stories of wind and snow became my tears. When loneliness is dyed into a sad color, those whispers that once bloomed before the moon turned into a light sigh of falling flowers and mud.

A season of flowers blooms, a season of allure, waiting for a season, for you to miss and turn season after season. One season of flowers, one season of loneliness, watch for one season, abandon each other, you have finally failed my pay, you have pale my waiting after all, love is born of love, love has too much pain after all......

One season of flowers blooms, Mo is fragrant, one season of grief and grievance, and the pillow is hurt. Is there a glass of forgetful water that makes me drunk as soon as I drink it, so that I don't shed tears. Is there a feeling that makes me tired when I cry and fall asleep? If you leave, remember: the smile you saw each other when you first met!

I thought that you understood the deep affection, and you understood the deep love, I thought that I was deeply attached to you, and you were deeply attached to me, I thought that there was an original me in the original place, and there was an original you, but now I understand that things have changed, feelings have changed, I am still the same me, and you are not the same you. Now, I'm desperately trying to think about you, and you're trying so hard to forget me, it's so sad!

The days when you don't contact each other, pray for you and bless you, think for you, think for you, worry for you, write for you, write a diary for you, write poems for you, write lonely sentences for you, learn to play the piano and write lyrics for you, play the most beautiful sentences of love songs for you, be crazy for you, hurt you for pain, put out a fire for your moths, break your cocoon into a butterfly, and be willing for you and me to be poisoned by love flowers......

Love is such a strange thing, it makes my whole body out of control, and love is also a stupid thing, which makes me do many impossible things! You say, if you don't understand it, you don't feel it, you want to forget, it doesn't matter, I can forget anything, but the only thing I can't forget is your appearance! The most beautiful thing is your name!

I think I am a wisp of fresh wind, inadvertently drifting past your window, you stop to look at each other, just one glance, is the gaze; I think I am the spring water in the mountains, winding down, embracing your arms, only for a moment, is forever. If I am a flower on the Mo, passing by your bloom, walking through the first encounter, it will become a teardrop on your eyelashes. Walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, between you and me, the distance between the end of the turn, the scenery in this world will always be tossed and turned in the miss, but your name is forever that I can't touch. On the road of the passing years, I have been through thick and thin, in order to go to one appointment after another, but I always have no chance to meet you.

I know very well that I am not your only concern, not your only obsession! Separated by thousands of mountains, separated by thousands of waters, and turned back and forth, my heart is still the same, and your heart is old. I know that I am no longer your favorite flower, so I don't have to open as you like, and I am no longer the leaf you like, and I won't grow in your vein. The story with you, I once started with thick ink, but you understated it. I know that there is a heart-to-heart distance between you and me. I understand more clearly that you are the thought of too many people, and you are also the warmth of too many people's hearts, the light and heat of too many people. In the years to come, I will only be the warmest passerby, and I hope that the thoughts of the morning bell and the twilight drum will bloom in my heart and decorate your spring.

If you can, I would like to be the warmest thought in your heart, the most beautiful flower! Put the shades of affection into plain paper, no matter how the four seasons rotate, I only remember the beauty you have given, may those thoughts of the twilight, in the bottom of the heart pen flowers bloom and fall, with me to think of you towards the twilight.

The meeting was caught off guard, but the parting was planned for a long time! The world is really small, as if when you turn around, you don't know who you will meet; The world is really big, and it seems that as soon as you turn around, you don't know who will disappear. It turns out that the world is really big, and with one turn, you disappear .......

Like you said, there are some things that don't get too attached to them. I know it's me who is too persistent, and you don't care too much. I blindly care, but you ignore it so outrageously. I miss you deeply, but you forget me gradually! I use a smile to cover up the loneliness that is difficult to recover, your heart is finally the other side that I can't reach, and my world is also the end of the world that you can't touch. If the encounter is a reunion, who has failed how many of them? If the encounter is destined to be a fate, why care about a parting that comes and goes in a hurry, if the encounter is destined to be a beautiful sorrow, in the red dust years, it is destined to make this sorrow unrecognizable......

Perhaps, turning around is to forget, but when I turned around, I found that there was a heart-rending called longing. If you don't cry out about the pain, you don't necessarily feel it, it's that the pain is too deep and drowns out all the echoes. Not in touch does not mean forgetting, there is a deep love called not in touch.

Love is a nameless song, left to you without a name in this world. turned around, tears had already poured into the city......

There will always be a time in your life when you are full of uneasiness, but you have no choice but to face it bravely.

When all waiting is pale, it turns to dust, and despair and dead silence grow and spread in the depths of the soul, causing heart-rending pain, and gnawing away what little reason and faith remains.

Hello tomorrow, life is so small. There are many things that I will always understand after experiencing them, and this process may be very painful, I will feel sad, and even the time will become staggered and gray.

After the pain, he is strong; Crossing it, it is ripe; After being stupid, I learned how to cherish and give up at the right time. It is always after loss that we can learn to cherish; It is always after hitting a wall that you can learn to change; It is always after the pain that you can learn to be a new self.

The scene changes again, this is like a maze that you will get out of forever, and when you change the scene once, Jiang Guo's memory will disappear with it!

Now Jiang Guo didn't know what he was doing at all, and his eyes that had not moved all the time finally began to emit a hot feeling, and Jiang Guo was startled by this reaction!

"My eyes? What's wrong with my eyes? ”

Jiang Guo touched her eyes and suddenly panicked, after all, her current memory is vacant!

"Hmph, my eyes are starting to get hot, and my heart is about to collapse!"

In the void, Zhang Jianfeng showed one eye, looking at Jiang Guo who was squatting on the ground with his eyes covered, he felt a burst of comfort in his heart, when you are about to die, I will let Jian Wunian take a good look and let him try the appearance of his lover dying in front of him, haha! (To be continued.) )