Chapter Eighty-Five: Escaping from the World
Some words come to the lips, but they don't know what to say. I hope to spit out the taste of a belly, but it turns out that it is not easy to do so!
"In the beginning, we were noisy and content, and we were quite happy.
The heat is hot, and there is a stream in the lush forest, and next to the stream, in a portable tent under the green leaves, is a secret. It was the sparrows chirping us out, her eyes squatting down to feed, soft as a murmuring stream, and the hem of her skirt soaking wet. It's a long time in the diary. β
"It's cool in autumn, through the window is the dazzling morning sun, the balcony, the squeak is the wind blowing the drying rack, the long skirt. What happened in the quarrel in the dream turned into reality, and the message on the pillow stated all my past gaffes, and you endured it again and again. After reading it, I was overwhelmed. β
"Brilliant fireworks always fall first, but they also met in the sky before they fell. From strange to familiar, from familiar to strange, from stranger to stranger, this is our story. β
"Encounters are the most beautiful, but there will always be encounters that separate the distance between the two people, and then it is a person who bears his own joys, sorrows, and sorrows. I once fantasized about being naΓ―ve, looking up is you, being gentle is you, learning to accept everything about you, and now we have become the later we, the memories are vivid, moving, and regretful. The disconnected relationship is overwhelming, it is you who closes your eyes, and it is you in your dreams, and you want to escape from this known future, pretending that it has never been unforgettable. β
"If you are wronged, just say it, if you don't want to say it, it's okay to cry, I will always be here."
"When the time is yellow, the cheeks are not immature, you won't remember me, keep the care in your heart, do you remember it now, the lunar eclipse that stayed up all night together, the bronzer is so beautiful, hide the regret in my heart, I can't look at you directly, the memory is echoing, more and more blurred, you have your back to me, I can't see you clearly!"
Slowly, my hair began to fall out, my face began to get old, and my happiness began to decrease, it turned out that this is what I need to experience when I grow up, and I am no longer immature.
"Like a naughty child, carefree, living freely. And now, I am more like a fish swimming in the sea, living in the abyss, unable to see the sun, and never able to find the beautiful harbor in my dreams. I can't see through your eyes, I can't guess what you're thinking, I still hope that you will be like a fish, like me once was, to be what you want to be, to do what you want to do, and I hope you live like a fish, free to ...... as you like"
"I hope that if you have insomnia, you can get a good night's sleep tomorrow. I hope that if you are sad, you can eat your favorite snacks and buy the best clothes tomorrow. May you be your favorite, live as free as a fish, carefree, may you enjoy freedom, be loyal to freedom, and live freely! β
"Anyone leaving you is not a sudden decision, people's hearts are slowly becoming cold, the leaves are gradually turning yellow, the story is slowly written to the end, and love is because there are too many disappointments, it becomes not love."
"In this life, someone laughs at you. Some people envy you, some people hate you, some people are jealous of you, some people look down on you, some people frame you, and some people misunderstand you. It's okay, tell yourself, society is like that! Everything you do is not satisfactory to everyone, don't lose your nature in order to please others, because everyone has principles! The you in other people's mouths are not the real you, the same eyes, different views. Same ear, different way of hearing. Same mouth, different words. Same heart, different thoughts. So, just be yourself. Leave the rest to the conscience ......"