I love you, I've listened to it many times, and I've seen a lot of joys and sorrows. But one by one has nothing to do with me, and I still can't tell the truth.

Once upon a time, why did you never say I love you? And now you're saying it doesn't make sense. I'm learning how to make it meaningful.

My low self-esteem comes from 'poverty', I don't have much, and I don't have the ability to give you. You may not be able to wait, then I will work my own to meet the next one, and there will always be a day when 'rich' will come.

On that day, I saw a house, which was surrounded by mountains and rivers at the foot of the mountain, and surrounded by some miscellaneous forests, grasses and trees, which was a good place to escape the heat.

I was attracted to a man and a woman, the girl was dressed in pink, and the man was in blue, and I don't know if it was negotiable.

I watched as the man turned around and stepped on the horse, and said to the woman nearby: I will come as soon as I go, and it will only be an hour.

The woman said, "Okay."

Then the man whipped his horse and kicked up a cloud of dust behind him.

Looking at this scene, I was also a little happy in my heart, so I said that I should go to Nantianmen last day, find the old man of Heaven to worship a teacher, and take care of this marriage event for him.

At this time, among the shadows of the trees, I saw a little maid secretly wiping her tears, and suddenly remembered that when the man spoke, the eyes were not on the woman in pink.

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt that when you see this, a clear-eyed person can see it accurately, why is he stupid. I watched as the woman stood still, at the dust that was raised, at the dust that fell and dissipated.

The fool is gullible, the liar says that he is the hardest, and then the other fool suffers.

I don't know where the courage came from, I think it should be Yue Lao, so I planted it for him, in line with the fact that as his future disciple, I want to be a good person for Tianxingdao.

I turned into the old moon and floated in the air.

But they both knelt before me.

I watched this scene and felt a gust of wind blowing in front of me, but the wind was what I imagined, it didn't exist, I just felt that my old face was red, rubbing the moon and the old heat, a little shameless.

I touched my beard and pretended to be a fairy: "Wowhahaha, uh." Then I coughed awkwardly, and yes, I was choking on my own spit.

Then I was very calm, thinking that this beard also covered my face, and they would not see my blushing, and I felt that I was ashamed of the old moon, and bowed to the land.

Who doesn't know that this month is old and has a good relationship with the land!

I ruined his brother's image, and I don't know if I was offended.

I asked, "Do you know who I am?" ”

The woman in pink looked up timidly, and the maid replied, "You are the old man." ”

I nodded and pretended to be calm: "I am, do you know that your marriage is not the man you just met, but his marriage is the woman next to you, the girl in pink, you don't understand it." ”

The maid's head is buried low.

I continued to talk nonsense and threatened: "If you insist, I am afraid that the man's life will be rewritten, he was originally a tiger and wolf, but you gave birth to him." ”

The woman in pink smiled happily: "Actually, I know, I just want to see how long they plan to hide from me, I'm waiting for them to be breathless." ”

Then she lowered her head and pondered: "Actually, I was going to confess today. ”

This world is not full of people who will not let go, on the contrary, because we understand, so there is no need to have some unnecessary minds.

The tears in the pink's eyes were dripping on the ground, and her vision should have blurred: "Why do you think I can't start again?" ”

The world, there is a lack of everything, but people are really not lacking, I think I should know that others do not have us in their hearts, and they are very good with others, it is better to watch their happiness, and then go to find their real lover.

I immediately had a crush on this woman in pink, because we were the same.

I thought of that phantom turning into Zhong Kui and came to talk to me for a long time.

Throw it all aside, ignore it all.

The maid also cried, she was also very aggrieved, she choked up: "Girl, I'm sorry, I love him." ”

You say that you love him, you really love each other, this feeling is as if we are ignorant, but we have never made trouble, from beginning to end, you are making trouble, making trouble, and we have become a living target.

But in this farce, you love each other even more, we are hurt, and you are very at ease!

I said it's not fair, you tell me that the world is not fair.

After the woman in pink stabilized her mood, the corners of her mouth were actually still trembling, and she said: "I know, but I never grabbed him and didn't let him go, what else do you want me to do, am I acting as a wicked person, and then taking care of everything?" Let me be a wicked person, and you won't feel guilty, right? ”

You don't understand how the whole world thinks you're doing a lot of evil.

She said: "Obviously I'm leaving, why do you still look like you're very wronged." What have you wronged? She smiled brightly: "Don't cry, don't be wronged, don't make a look like I'm bullying you, you're hurt." ”

The maid paused and said, "Then why don't you go to someone else?" ”

The woman in pink who asked this question was at a loss for a moment, and her face was ugly: "So you have been so broad that even my life has to be decided?" I have to listen to you even when I am with whom, so am I still a person? ”

I love you, I carefully tried it on my lips, but I couldn't send it out, I, an old fairy, have lived for a hundred and eighty years, and I haven't figured out what love is.

I dare to say I like it, but I never dare to say it's love. I'm afraid of being perceived as frivolous and exaggerated, but it doesn't affect me to hear people say they love me, and I feel happy.

I said these words, and after thinking about Lu Juan, I really couldn't open my mouth. I want to say that love must be full of confidence, I don't have any confidence.

I reached out and took some love, but I didn't give the same love, love is mutual, not one-way giving, but it has always been what I need, not what he needs. And I can't give him what he needs.

I went away secretly, and I don't know what will happen between them, but I know that no one will be lonely forever in the end.

I sat on the top bank of the river, and there were butterflies fluttering among the flowers, and I reached out to touch them.

The butterfly said: Don't touch me, I've just come out of the cocoon, and my wings are very fragile.

I already understand the demon language, and now it seems that this is more suitable for me to be a fox. In fact, sometimes it really depends on fate.

It is said that this immortal depends on qualifications, but only successful people dare to say that they have qualifications.

I asked, "Does it hurt?" ”

The butterfly said, "Huh? Everyone compliments me on my beauty. ”

I laughed: "What else?" ”

It said: "They also advised me not to be just beautiful and lose goodness. ”

But the insect is still the butterfly, and the butterfly is still the same worm, it still hasn't changed, it's your mood that has changed, and it's never been the insect butterfly.

In this lackluster world, whatever you say is what you say...... Those of us who have nothing left to say.

So tired, I asked the butterfly, "Are you wronged?" ”

It said, "I've worked hard until now not to fail, but now this success has also become a failure, and now they are coming to tell me how to do it." ”

When we are nothing, you point at us, and you point fingers. We're a little bit different, and you're coming to educate us again, or pointing fingers.

Up and down, up and down, there is no less grievance.

Maybe being alive is an eyesore, breathing is a mistake, and it shouldn't exist in itself.

I joked: "Then you are Zhuang Zhou, okay?" ”

The little butterfly's wings fluttered: "Huh? Haha, it's just a grind. ”

I couldn't laugh anymore, and it was pretending to be free.

This is obviously not the saddest, others are irrelevant people and can be ignored, but what about those who are close? Maybe it's because I think I'm close.

I frowned and yawned and fell asleep on the ground, I could smell the scent of grass and the earth, hear crickets, and suddenly think of some not-so-good bugs.

I was so scared that I got up all of a sudden, and I didn't feel sleepy.

The butterfly was still there, and it asked me, "What's wrong with you?" ”

I was embarrassed to say, "I'm afraid of bugs." ”

It smiled and said, "I'm a bug." ”

It didn't forget what kind of bug it used to be, and it didn't show off anything, because when it was a bug, it was ridiculed.

The butterfly said, "I have not forgotten what kind of insect I was before, nor what kind of butterfly I wanted to be. ”

The past is gloomy and unforgettable. It's not because of grudges, it's just that I'm afraid, but I don't dare to forget how we survived those grievances, but we can't be afraid, even if we are still alone.

I looked at the butterfly and couldn't bear to say, "So what are you going to do?" ”

But it said, "I'm not complaining. ”

I laughed, "I know." ”

The worm flew up to me and asked me, "Do you really understand?" ”

I understand that we never live in the eyes of others, but we are not willing to be ridiculed, we need to resist, even if we can't, we have our own attitudes. We don't look for sin to suffer in the world.

When you see that the butterfly is more beautiful than before, you say that it looks down on insects, but have you forgotten? The butterfly was a bug before! It's not that easy, is it that simple to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly?

Misunderstandings can be explained, but you can suffer the grievances yourself.

Good words are warm in three winters, and bad words are hurtful and cold in June.

This warmth is naturally the icing on the cake, and this cold is really not good to cover, because this world is like this. Pushing oneself and others, that's a good word.

You know, I know, then the world will be fine. If you don't understand, I don't understand, then the world is not very beautiful.

Unexpectedly, even a small insect is not very smooth.

I stepped on the clouds, floating into the air, thinking of the girl who danced gracefully with the waist and limbs on the clouds, and looked at the bright moon, thinking about the heavenly palace, I really want to know if the girl is the rumored Chang'e.

Obviously not, because Chang'e is a human being, and the woman who looks like an immortal is only nine-tailed.

I know that I will never see that girl again, and my heart is still sad, because she is kind to me, but I cannot do anything for her.

It turns out that people who are so close to each other, one day they don't even have the courage to appear in front of him, I want to find Lu Ju, I want to think about the hometown where I stayed, but I really can't find a full reason, at that time I grew up, studied, watered me the most, I remember everything that was related to me.

I was born on earth, and I went to the underworld with my parents as soon as I can remember. The place of birth and raising, the place of birth is the root of feelings, needless to say, raising, after all, it has been a long time, and over time it is also the hometown.

I pillow the clouds, look at the bright moon and clear stars, the cool breeze blows away the sweat on my body, and I close my eyes and feel everything that is comfortable.