"I had a dream, a very strange dream. Zirong, did I ever like someone? ”

"Here, this is your love of sugar gourds."

"Zirong, can you tell me?" The woman tugged at the corner of the man's coat and looked straight at him.

"Nope."

"But he ......"

"It's impossible for him to come back, silly Tang Yan, you love him after all. But so what, aren't you mine now? The man hugged the woman, but the back was a little desolate.

Section: There are too many infatuated people in this world, how many can help each other to grow old? How many can there be?

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"Tang Yan, look, I succeeded, we can fly."

"Hmm. Zirong, you are really good, but my heart is full and I can't hold it. I'm sorry, I haven't forgotten, I love him, I'm sorry. Tang Yan looked at Zirong, and he smiled happily.

Section: Falling flowers falling in the wind, the beauty of that time.

Me and you, bow your head and ponder, maybe all of us are no longer what they used to be.

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"Silly woman, you haven't forgotten him after all."

2

"Xu Yang, if you fall in love with someone, no matter how far the road is. Waiting quietly, you don't understand the incomprehensible and cherished things. I'm not as perfect as you think, and I want to be cruel to myself once in a while, with a little disguise, a little sadness. Sometimes, some are numb, some are demented, there is rhapsoia. What should I say when I meet you. I am very lucky, after the loss, confused and painful, even deceived myself, deceived others, thought he was still there, and thought that I had always loved him, and your appearance felt so warm. Maybe no one really got rid of it, and I won't forget the past, but I also understand that there are people around me who are worth cherishing. Sorry, but what else to say. I can't let it go, why can't I let it go, I have worked hard for so long, can it be said that I haven't changed a little in five years? Five years, maybe it's just a little girl, maybe it's too deep. Slowly coming back to reality, maybe it's cruel and tiring! Now I'm used to it, used to your voice, used to thinking about you and being happy. It's good to have a family, not very rich, just a big family together. And now I'm really trying, trying really hard to understand your world and get rid of my bad habits. In fact, I am so tired, sometimes I have nightmares, and the dreams are so helpless but also very realistic. If you choose a path, you should go on bravely, even if everyone is against it, don't have no confidence in yourself. However, later, I found out that you are not what I originally thought. I'm sorry, what's wrong with us, why can't we see the final game. Waiting for your answer, but I don't even have the courage to ask, and I can't hide anything. My health is not very good, I am sick, and I seem to be facing death at any time. You don't know, once, I cried, it was the doctor who gave me a death ultimatum, and I sat with my father, and I held back my tears and didn't let it sneak out. The father looked at it, his face was anxious, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that his most distressed daughter would get sick, and it was very serious, and it was a matter of life and death. Later, after hearing the doctor say that he should take good care of his body and make up for it, he was fine, so he put his mind at ease. But my own body, can I not know? You don't understand, that feeling. Later, I encountered too many things related to death, and after experiencing them, I realized that life is not easy. Lu Xi sat on the sofa and said to her husband who had just come home opposite.

"What can I say, how can I relate to your feelings. Every word he said seemed to make real sense, but now it has no effect on the present, and some hearts in life are still not good. What you feel may not be so real. I can't go back, I can't go back. Everything is not just what you see, if you can choose from the beginning, then I will definitely not choose you. You want to be with your dreams at first, and it doesn't matter what you call it. I don't know where I'm going, where I'm going, but I know it must be enjoyable because you're willing to do it. I'm afraid I'm crazy, stupid, or obsessed. And for the vows that once were, hehe! It's kind of outrageous. What's right and what's wanted. About these, it is not simple. Is it right to spend everything at first just for those who are invisible, wavering, and always painfully entangled? Xu Yang held the wine glass and inside it was 89-year-old grape red wine, which was a little vivid under the light.

"Maybe you're right, struggling again and again, like squeezing out the blood, without a little strength, lazy, as a result, this illness has been sick for a long time, don't laugh at me, maybe the sorrow and illness have been committed again. I may be a fool all the time, a teacher who needs to relearn to understand more truths. But at the moment it is still unhappy, how to start without the end. So, goodbye! ”

"Huh." Xu Yang quietly watched her go away little by little. "You really go, so selfish, he might really give you what you want, fool, remember, you're good, you're good. Hope you can be happy. ”

"Men's hearts are actually much more fragile than women's, in fact...... Actually, what? Actually, I'm lying to you, it's always been me. I'm a bad woman, and it's okay, it's divided. The last time I saw you, there will be no more after. Thank you for accompanying me here, and for the rest of my days, I will slowly get used to it without you. I will go far, far away, and slowly become the Big Dipper, always with you. Lu Xi's eyes outside the door were swollen and trembling.

3

The quiet surface of the lake, the wind blowing in the face, so warm, so cool, and the mood is very comfortable.

I don't know how long I walked, how far I walked, and I wasn't tired at all. I was wondering, wondering where the fish were singing, what they were singing, if they were just like me, with a smile on their faces.

The weather was wonderful, there was sunshine, and it was in the same mood as me, beautiful, happy, and blissful

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He has a nice voice and is always nagging.

At night he was slow, and he was getting farther and farther away.

Why bother, who hurt whom in the first place.

Like, you haven't gone far.

You hugged me so hard that day finally came.

There are times when dreams wake up, and there are times when people are tired.

It's a beautiful emptiness, a new difference.

Understand, or, discover the self-mockery of the original snicker.

Seeking, never stopping.

In the summer, the roses bloom beautifully.

In winter, his long hair was dyed gray.

It's beautiful, it's beautiful, it's beautiful, it's very chic to let go.

To embark on a path, or to live or die.

The more you like it, the more sad it is, so why bother to love each other.

Too much thought, too much infatuation, maybe it's just yourself that you can't let go.

It's love and hate, love parting, resentment and hatred.

What is denied is just the truth, and it cannot be accepted

Forget yourself, lose yourself, live and die.

If you can still cry, it's not really sad.

It must be a coincidence, the gap is slowly getting bigger.

Next time, it doesn't matter anymore.

Break off love and travel the world.

- I love you more than death.

- I hate you and will never forgive.

- The deepest curse.

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In my dreams, you whispered to me

Half-stupid, half-stupid, crazy and bitter smile and shouting

No matter how affectionate you are, you will be hard-hearted after all

My father looked at me in tears and didn't speak

I couldn't stop crying, and the good vows were long gone

The girl next door, do you really love her

When I got home, my dad told me to go alone

He said I could be a little happier

There were a lot of people in the square, and a lot of people looked at me

They talked a lot, maybe it was the song just now, maybe it was my crying

An uncle said to me, "Don't be sad, girl."

It was he who failed you, not you who failed him

You are a good girl and deserve to be blessed

I didn't have an expression, I just walked and didn't speak

That night, I dreamed of the dead, but I lived

The next day, cut my long hair with scissors

I made a puppet and embroidered it with flowers

And the hairpin, which has my blood on it

Holding a flower in his hand, he comes to you

But I saw you, but I didn't see you

All these years of savings are all spent on you

Now, everything is zero, start from scratch

Not afraid of failure

Unwillingness is the eternal motivation

A man who has lost you, but why is he deeply involved in it

Feelings are a muddled account

Take care of yourself, Mom and Dad will be distressed

Work hard and be down-to-earth

The bamboo forest in the countryside, even if it is a thatched hut, it is a good place to shelter from the wind and rain. Live a dull life, simply be yourself. Do not fight for wealth, do not fight for fame, fight for strength.

Desert, soon you will be able to meet, this is a dream from childhood to adulthood, I realize my dream, I am happy and sad, it turns out that I have ignored too much in the process of pursuing strength. Slow down, there will be gains in life, people can't be insatiable, can't be insatiable, can't be insatiable. Never satisfied, the pain in it is only understood by the lonely man

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"When You're Gone"

Text/Auditory Hallucinations

When you're gone

And the sweet dream woke up

Learn to face life alone

There are no more people who can be unscrupulous

No one holds you in their arms

Crying loudly

I can only endure all the worries

When you're gone

That warm shoulder

There's no going back

Want to hear your laughter

It can only be in dreams, in memories

When you're gone

Look at your photos

I can't suppress my sadness

Your warm hands

Years of companionship

Suddenly gone

How to accept it

The length of life

Thousands of reluctant

can only force maturity

When you can stand alone

You're smiling

No more regrets

When you're gone

Where to go

Hold back the tears

Learn to face life alone

It can no longer be perfect

Put all emotions without reservation

Those warm hands

That hearty laugh

That hurts when you're nervous

I'm glad you're still there, I'm sad that the time is too short

When you're gone

Not ready, how to face it

That night you cried, and you were drunk like mud

You wipe away your tears, and it's good to be alone and smile bitterly at yourself

The person I care about is gone, a lonely child

Everyone will be lonely

From a child who is protected by others to an adult who protects others

When you're gone

Didn't think it through

One man's world is in chaos

Responsibility, obligation, responsibility

There is no place to be spoiled

When you're gone

Without your warm hands

Without your care

There is no blame from you

When you leave, you are reluctant to give up

Memories forever

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It's better not to care if you don't go, who will believe in such an ending, who can no longer be sad and sad, when everything has become a fact, maybe you don't have to care anymore.

Little by little, it slowly becomes history, crazy running, the road is far away, not wronged, those who have existed for a lifetime, not between forgiving and not forgiving, understanding the greatest helplessness, is self-deception.

Pretending not to care, numbness and heartlessness, very ordinary sadness, very ordinary life, who is it, who is it?

One answer, the original echo, over and over again.

It's endless, it's lonely, it's lonely, it's so uncomfortable.

The man drank, smoked, cried loudly, was decadent, ran hard, and his breathing was tired, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't control, and he scolded himself all the time for being a fool.

You don't need any reason, you just want to live.

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Nameless feelings, dizziness, headaches, everything at the moment wants to end early.

There is no expectation, a little value, in fact, it is also self-deception, every lie, can only prove that you are more hypocritical, and more and more hypocritical, pretending, will not always be without flaws, evasion, torture, can not be freed, only that fool, thinking that he can be alone, but in fact, he has long been unable to protect himself.

Is there no need to go back to the past, can you let go of yourself? A kind of liberation, a kind of happiness, quit should not have habits. Forget it, let it go!

Don't bother with it anymore, understand yourself, make yourself happy, don't struggle painfully, don't go back to the way before, let go.

Don't be sad anymore, don't be sad anymore, don't cry anymore, forgive what should be forgiven, including yourself, a new life, a new beginning, and no more stubbornness.

If you don't understand, one day you will be relieved, you will understand, you will let go, and you will be calm.

The road of memories, the sad songs, everything in the past is just a bottomless pit, which makes people fall into it and can't extricate themselves, please forgive yourself.

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A dream, a habit, in the desert, confused but with a clear direction, always working hard and persistently, not caring what happens along the way, other people's words, no matter how ugly they sound, just get used to it, because everyone is different, some people are born with everything that others have always wanted to have. Half of life depends on oneself and half on heaven. There are no opportunities, everything is zero.

Exhausting and tired, it's just a joke. Dark skin can only prove that you are not having a good time, often working hard, and are riddled with diseases. People have to look forward, they must think about the next generation, you yourself are confused, and the next generation will be the same as you? A lifetime of hard work? This is the difference between the poor and the rich, the concept of education is different, and it is also why the poor are getting poorer and poorer, while the rich are rarely poor.

At the beginning, the environment is different, the contact is different, not only the economy, but also the talk, including the work. In fact, the unemployment rate of the children of rich families is very low, and what they have mastered is precisely to adapt to this era.

For example, the first thing a child from a poor family learns is how to be a good person, and the first thing a rich family learns is how to live to make themselves happy.

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"Wedding Dress"

Mom took a fancy to me in my red wedding dress

Don't let me die too soon

Ah~~ah~~ah~~~

Late at night your hair falling

Late at night you close your eyes

It's a secret convention

Belongs to me, belongs to you

The wedding dress is red

The poison is white

May the woman you caress bleed without stopping

It's not my fault that the overnight spring supper is not my fault

May the woman you caress rot

It's not my fault that the overnight spring supper is not my fault

Mom, I'm back.. Look up at me and tell me I'm still pretty. Am I still loved? My smooth forehead, bright eyes, upturned corners, pink cheeks, rosy lips, are they still not what they were?

I can't touch myself, I may have forgotten myself somewhere, under the dark crimson curtain, in the confusing neon, in the white smoke...

Mom, can you imagine what kind of joy it was? I tell you, it's beautiful, like a poppy blooming in the dark night, enchanting and lingering, with a seductive and desperate aura, the wisps are entwined and rising, sweet as a poison that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, the pain of the puncture and the pale pleasure, the clouds and the fog fluttering like a fairy drunk and dreaming of death, mother, the extreme of burning in an instant.

I could see myself then, my graceful posture, my smile like a flower, my soft limbs, my fluttering dress, my writhing and tumbling like a butterfly dancing in the firelight. And Mom, I've always been a pretty and beautiful child, haven't I?

......

I'm going to use these to carve the deepest imprint in his heart, the scars like pink rotting petals. Let him remember me forever, my body in the darkness like a firework blooming white snake, the brilliant despair of the moth dancing to the fire, the whispers of dreams and psychedelic deep and shallow and more leaky..... These, he will think of me, after this every woman around him has a slight eyebrow, a smile, a throw, a turn, a look... He would see my shadow with a shudder, just like before, dancing and flying, following closely, never leaving, never...

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Mom, I'm tired now and want to go home. I still have the strength to find my way home---- the path I have walked countless times in a white dress and a blue dress, holding my father with my left hand and holding you with my right hand----, but I no longer have the strength to find myself.

So, Mom, tell me. Am I still your little daughter? Am I as beautiful as I used to be? Can I go back to my room and lie down in the cot? Can I hug my classmates and give me a puppet again? Can I still smile quietly and contentedly in my dreams?....

But Mom, why are you crying? Is it because you haven't seen me for too long and miss me?

Okay Mom, don't cry, I'm back, don't go, never go again, I will always be your dear little daughter, coquettish to you and smile at you, hold dad with my left hand and hold you with my right hand, stay by your side, forever and ever...

Mom, I have so much more to say to you, so many things to ask you... But now... I'm sleepy... Let me sleep for a while, okay Mom.... Just for a moment, I was sleepy....

Wait for me to wake up....

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Live in lies, suffer every day, don't torture me with your hypocrisy.

True or false, the story is repeating itself, how much hard sweat, flowing silently.

Give me joy, give me happiness, when will your promises be fulfilled.

Believe lies, believe deception, believe.

Don't use your hypocrisy as an excuse for kindness.

Deceive you, deceive me.

Goodness, kindness, kindness, the beginning of sin.

How many real dramas, how many times, which is the real you.

Evil, false understanding approaches.

What kind of conspiracy and tricks, are you still trying to calculate.

How many moments can be woken up by nightmares.

Bearing tens of millions of infamy and being permanently cursed is the punishment you deserve.

Ask yourself, which one do you say is not a sheep in wolf's clothing?

Sorry, you didn't have it at all.

Use all your efforts to lay down one trap after another.

Xiangche beauty, is it really so tempting.

What kind of smile is there no danger.

What kind of words are not fools and deceptions.

I want to use simplicity and kindness to give a good excuse for sin.

After doing this, it doesn't hurt or itch.

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Here, it is not possible to breathe normally

Here, you can't smell your fragrance

Yes! Oh my dreams! My world, my direction

Everything is blocked, rush out hard, hug hard, light

Yes! Yes! Yes!

How many fantasies and expectations exist

In the distance, from far to near, slowly disappearing

Longing, wandering, struggling

Hypocrisy is covered up and exposed in every corner

You look at me, I look at you, and I don't speak

Can't stop it, the dawn is coming

Next, dangerous shots

Who's there, dusty

Yes!

Squinted eyes, invisible

Sleepiness is hazy and invisible

Gratgy, where

Yes! Yes! Yes!

The battlefield is filled with gunsmoke

Whoever dies is killed, whose chest is stained with blood

Crying in the night, merciless sadness

Win and lose

Let go of the heart that pursues freedom

Yes!

I want to, I want the sky full of stars

I want it, I don't

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Joyful bliss

Every character is full of hypocrisy

Who covets whom, temptation

Yes!

Let go, don't

My starlight, the road ahead

Continue to be confused and fall asleep

Do not use lies and deception

Delusional attempts to cover up the truth of the facts

In my heart!

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He waited for her for ten years and never gave up.

He said that he loved her, even if it was for a lifetime, a lifetime alone, and he was willing.

That year, you said you would wait for me, and I admit that I was stupid to think that you would stick to that day, but the truth is that you didn't have it at all. Lies and deception, no matter how it begins or how it ends. I've cried, I've made trouble, I've wanted to kill myself.

During that time, it was too dark, not just for you, but sad that I had feelings and knew what it was like to be hurt.

I only want to be alone for the rest of my life, just like being a monk, but it's not.

Thank you, everyone has their own story, everyone has their own emotions. Some people dare to face it, some people keep avoiding it, no matter what kind of life they choose, they are living.

The meaning of life now is no longer what it used to be, forgetting about one's surroundings for the sake of everything, forgetting that oneself is not a person.

Beijing, not so prosperous, came here, just because it is sad, Beijing, is a sad city. How many girls, how many helpless, how many strong, either because they have been hurt, or because they have forgotten how to be happy. At the corner of Beijing, I saw too many sad girls, they laughed and didn't cry, they were strong and brave, they never retreated, they dared to resist. Late at night, there are a lot of people who buy drunk, it's not that they have no heart or lungs, it's too painful. One person, several people, shouted indiscriminately, shouted tears, hugged each other, and then strode in a chic manner, without looking back.

I don't know if anyone has lived a busy day for a few cents, making money every penny, and wants to buy a steamed bun, all of which are luxuries. The days when I was wandering the streets alone, late at night, sleeping on the streets, it was very cold, there was no sun, the clothes were not thick, and there were many planes in the sky when I looked up.

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Sadness comes from the heart, a thousand words, even if someone accompanies you and teases you, so what.

Pain makes people sad, and when the person you see is living a more unhappy and miserable life, that person is suffering, but never talks about his suffering.

A stinky scolding, a sentence piercing the heart, years of lies, hard to bury for so long, very tired.

The girl stood alone in front of the window, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier outside, and she began to recall the bits and pieces of the past, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

If you want to face it, sincerely, in fact, there seems to be nothing difficult, but no one believes it.

She cried, fell to her knees, and prayed silently, wishing that everything was well.

Before I fell, I could only hear you say you loved me once.

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1

The Stone of Amnesia

Shhhhh

I don't want to grow up, the world is too big, so lonely.

Where, a strong smile in confusion.

Warmed the dandelion, people praised it.

That stone, ordinary, has long been forgotten.

It doesn't hurt or feel when it's crushed.

Seeing a lot of stories happening, choose to have amnesia.

Standing alone, with countless question marks, curiously looking around, but unable to remember anything.

The vehicle took it away and left the place, not knowing if there was any nostalgia or not.

(Before leaving, I actually wanted to see the world, and I was really reluctant.) ）

2

"The Wedding Dress of Dreams"

White petals swirl in the air,

If today is the end,

So whether tomorrow is a new beginning.

yellow rice porridge,

There is an enticing taste,

Mom said that I would have to do it myself in the future,

Lazy and coquettish.

The morning sun has a faint fragrance,

I don't know what the body tastes is the existing happiness,

It's still imaginary good.

The bustle of the city,

It can't be measured with a vehicle alone.

The beauty lies in the simplicity of not caring about it,

Complexity gives people a boring and boring feeling.

How to weave the most beautiful wedding dress,

Only the eternal sincerity.

3

Sleep

You are the bride and the castle.

Watch out for your restless waiting, the outside world is chaotic.

Just covering your eyes with your hands can't stop your inner thoughts.

This kind of pain is tangled in my brain, and I wish I couldn't see or hear anything!

But you say your soul leads to the light.

No, you simply won't understand that behind the beautiful hides something terrible.

You always call me cowardly, that you don't have freedom.

No, my love, my dear darling, you will make me miserable.

My dear, you need to sleep well and not think so much, so that we will be farther and farther away.

Sleep, sleep, I will always watch over you, and I will prove that I love you.

Please don't complain, please don't cry, I like your quiet appearance.

Sleep, sleep, sleep quietly!

4

"Rainy Season"

The rain moistens the earth, and your long hair flutters in the wind, and a burst of fragrance lingers for a long time.

The girl in front, can you look back, your laughter is so hearty.

One or two finches, following them, a corner of the eaves, is their home.

Happy, free dancing, humming childhood songs, full of happiness of memories.

The camera captures the beauty of one place after another, and it's a magical rainy season.

Hazy, safe, happy.

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The years urge people to grow old, and look at how far the rivers and lakes are.

A hurried farewell, how many souvenirs.

The lively street, when parting, can you forget.

Bad weather, overnight milk, stinky smell.

Healed wound, added another scar.

Get used to it, and you won't cry.

Bridal makeup, the deepest curse.

Simple sounds, like death humming.

Two white lights guide the way.

Pursue in dreams, drenching the streets.

Memories are no longer the sadness they once were.

Earth-shattering, how much too beautiful to think.

A heavy punch is no longer acting.

I don't look forward to it anymore, and I don't realize until the end that I remember that I need more strength to resist.

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Fallen leaves know autumn, and autumn can know red leaves.

When the cicadas cried, heavy snow covered the mountains.

The wind was unhurried, blowing off the small branches in front of the door.

Children frolic and the sound of firecrackers is loud.

The ice and snow melted, wetting the corners of the curtain bit by bit.

Looking from afar, life is tenacious and green.

Spring comes and falls, autumn goes and winter comes, and it goes on and on.

often asks and sighs, the old people are still there, but they are thousands of miles apart.

Half a life is difficult, and a life is only to live up to it.

Chop the grassroots, rise from all over the world, and all become demons.

Disturbed, black and white can be traced.

Chop, blood and tears flowed.

The beauty of the north, the homeland is hard to leave.

It was devastating and hard work.

A sound far away, no return date.

Young and impulsive, masculine in blood.

Three words, three sighs, sighs endlessly.

Fuqin, how much is how much.

The mountains and rivers have touched many people.

ups and downs, on and off the stage, without thinking.

Warm tea is not as white as drinking it, it is crazy.

Drizzle, small scene, this glass of wine is not returned.

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The words he spoke, the songs he sang, were full of passion and seduction, and he was properly relaxed.

Far away, far away, long in love.

Get ready, start running, think, keep chasing.

Grandma smiled, you hold my hand, we are very happy.

Not far away, always there, real temperature.

Sweet and sweet swaying, reddened cheeks, so shy.

My temperature, running far away hand in hand with you.

Beautiful balloons, rising into the sky, warm.

There is affection and morality.

A slight drizzle, a little melancholy.

Under one stroke, how much is hidden.

Naïve, romantic.

Romantic white etude, gorgeous turn.

Sigh, the world.

Word for word, pause, just for you.

In the future, colorful, endless desire.

When I grow up, I don't shed tears easily.

Closed eyes, uncontrolled emotions.

Forgive the tears of betrayal, what is wrong.

Believed in the lie, indifferent expression.

No need for excuses, never to believe again.

Memoirs, shredded memories.

What else to wait for, there is no longer a need to pretend in the wind and rain.

Lovers' songs, lovers' songs.

Holding hands, left hand and right hand.

When you are injured, there are no tears, and you don't cry out in pain.

There is no need to be hypocritical, it's simple.

There is no need to make so many excuses.

Everything in the world has been repeating itself.

Indefinite time, unpredictable answers.

There is no fixed occasion, no constant lines.

Back and forth, joy and sorrow.

No need to guess, no need to deliberately avoid it.

A blank space, don't deliberately entangle.

Emotional matters will always get deeper and deeper.

It's also a good choice to let go slowly.

Gain and give, learn to live seriously.

Perhaps, it can be good.

Acceptance, it's really hard.

In the future, tell yourself to smile and face it.

No longer sad, once crying, it is enough to prove that you have loved and cherished.