Chapter 298: It's Time to Die (6)

Everyone will have a past that they don't want to mention, and as time goes by, the memories that don't want to mention become deep and shallow wounds, which are hidden in the deepest part of the heart, and only take them out to examine when they are the loneliest, and then they hurt and cry, but you can't touch them, even if they are inadvertent, because those wounds will hurt, hurt to suffocation...

In order not to let our wounds become inflamed on a rainy day, let us learn to forget when we pass by, laugh out loud, cry boldly, look up at the bright sunshine, learn to grow in loneliness, learn to be strong alone, learn to go far without anyone to accompany you, and when one day you no longer have the ability to move forward, you can turn around and say loudly: I have no regrets! Then there will be no regrets about your youth!

Missing is a sweet and sour taste, missing is a kind of gentle heartache, missing is a kind of heavy melancholy, missing is a kind of concern that stays in the bottom of the heart all the time, and it is a taste that only separated people can taste. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In September, the soft night always makes people feel the kind of floating and melancholy beauty, I like to be alone in such a night, quietly thinking about my thoughts, or in the soft light, reading a good book that has been read many times, or listening to a faint old song, standing in front of the window to enjoy the light blue moonlight, or sitting in front of the silver screen, with my fingertips gently typing out the words that represent my mood.

In the dead of night, I gently leaned back in the swivel chair with my eyes closed, and my mind was full of thoughtful and longing images. At this moment, the taste of longing is like chewing gum, sweet and full of fragrance. Listening to music, thinking about lovers, keeping watch for the night, recalling the feelings of our past, sensitive and lonely thoughts, sweet and beautiful language, flowing in the quiet night, curling smoke. In a trance, the figure of my lover appeared in the light smoke, her shallow smile and slightly melancholy eyes, which made me forget the hustle and bustle in the depths of prosperity, forget myself, and forget loneliness.

I don't know if this is the first night I've missed you, the tree in front of the window is now yellow, mottled and fluttering, and the fallen leaves have drifted away. Autumn has come, and the drizzle is my concern for you. In the silence of the night, I stood in front of the window, alone looking in your direction, wisps of the past rising from the lingering drizzle, stirring up a blank sight in front of me. The song "Belated Love" filled my study room like a mist, over and over again, my heart and the beating notes rose and fell, and the slightest sprout of the heart, so that my eyes had a misty fog, and I could vaguely see your deep gaze and gentle smile. Therefore, there is a faint feeling of missing you.

Missing is the deep longing of one heart for another; Missing is a deep love, a strong love, silent thinking, and quiet thinking; Missing is a wisp of lovesickness, a little concern, and a painful happiness; She often inadvertently intrudes into my thoughts, mobilizes every nerve of mine, and makes me get a little happiness in this kind of entwined thoughts, and my emotions are quickly sublimated. The feeling of missing is really subtle, she can be a deep attachment between lovers, or a whisper between lovers. She can be a monologue of an object or a tremor of the heart. Missing shortens the distance of emotion, is an emotional station, a warm bookstore.

There was no wind or rain tonight, only thoughts flying in the air. In the corner of my heart, the vines of longing kept growing wildly, wrapping me tightly. Many times, the past is impossible to miss, yellowed photos, noisy memories, fading faces, reaching out, unable to grasp anything. However, there will always be something that will remain at the bottom of our lives. Deep and shallow traces, when the thoughts pass gently, there will be no pain, only a warmth! I'm so lonely without you! I thought I was a strong person who could face everything calmly, but now I know I was wrong! Everyone has a fragile side, but a lonely soul cannot be hidden under a strong appearance!

I always thought that it was a happy thing to have someone who deserved my concern, who deserved my concern. Some people say that love is not an adventure, I believe in the destined encounter and separation, and those who have a heart will remember each other no matter how far away. Heartless people are close at hand but far away. Fit to the end of the day, born for each other from the beginning, I believe that. Thinking of you is a lonely sourness, thinking of you is a sweet bitterness*** A person is not lonely, thinking of a person is lonely! But I'd rather enjoy this loneliness alone!

I have always thought that happiness is ahead, in the future that can be chased, the people who have hugged, the hands that have been shaken, the songs that have been sung, the tears that have been shed, and the people who have been loved, are happiness. In countless nights, the words have been spoken, the phone calls have been made, and the people have been missed...... Perhaps, everyone will always keep something, such as a faint smile, such as constantly moving forward. This kind of scene is warm, so that time forgets to flow, and tears forget to temperature. We keep the past in our hearts, and everything will eventually become memories......

Drinking coffee, the bitter taste, recalling the happiness and sorrow of the past, although they are all in the past, I can still feel the truth and reality. The result is a deep, transparent liquid as warm as coffee! When my thoughts can't help but flow out, I will see the whole process of the world from clear to vague, and my heart becomes clear and clear at the moment of my thoughts. Sometimes if you love for too long, your heart will break; Wait too long and people's hearts will dry up!

The taste of loneliness is compared to coffee, with a slight sweetness in the faint bitterness. My own feeling is the taste of loneliness, which should be very close to tea, mellow and fragrant. Looking at the window, the thick night, the lights, all put themselves in this ethereal world, and gradually felt that the words were so pale, and the pale could not fully express the beauty of this night. It's not because I'm lonely that I miss you, it's just because I miss you that I'm lonely, with this familiar melody my thoughts began to spread, that kind of expectation and longing, that kind of thoughts and passion, dancing to the beat of the music! Thoughts travel through time and space, hearts and minds meet, and your tenderness is only waiting for me. It turns out that loneliness is not lonely, it turns out that the thoughts are so lonely and beautiful!

Sometimes I feel like I'm in another world, as if I'm very close to the moon, and I can feel the coldness when I'm close. In the mist and white clouds, the occasional night bird chirps, sometimes far and sometimes near, looming. When you calm down and listen carefully, there is silence. Completely revel in the deep silence of the night, the world of the drifting shadow of the moon.

(To be continued.) )