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The shadow of the goose is full of parting, the sound of the goose, and the tears are a kind of helpless desolation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info When the autumn leaves are flying, when all things are gradually withering, geese, silently holding tears, reluctant to leave, that is a kind of pain that can not be said, but also can not be expressed pain, but all the pain, are hidden in the heavy wings of the geese, flying into the distance, in its wings carrying, innumerable, innumerable, parting pain ......--- inscription

Walking alone in a familiar city, but looking at different faces, passing in front of my eyes, whether it is a woman with flowers and branches, or a majestic and upright, handsome man, at this moment, in my eyes, it is not a beautiful scenery, because I have no mind to take care of their beauty. The heart, in this October, with the scattered leaves, began to be cold, began to wither, began to bleed. The panicked heart, after all, still didn't figure out why so much true feelings were paid, but in exchange for it, in September, the soul of October was in the depths of Ling Chi, and everything was lost.

I don't know, if everything happens is predestined, it is a definite number, in fate, you and I meet, come together in destined, and also in destined, and each other's hearts will hurt to the heartbreak. You say that you are very uncomfortable and can't stand it, but in fact, I can't stand it either, but in my heart, there is always a mission, and there is a voice that has been lingering in my ears, telling me over and over again, so that you and I can be responsible and responsible people for each other. The heart is painful and tangled, hovering at the crossroads of parting, and the moment I look back, I see your tears.

Many times we forget, what is the other half, the so-called other half, is that you have me, I have you. When we complain about our other half and blame our other half for their dissatisfaction, we are dissatisfied with ourselves.

Feelings are mutual, not a single party to support each other. Feelings are understanding, not mutual vexatiousness. Everyone longs for a complete emotion, and the more they crave in their hearts, the more they are hurt the most. I have always secretly believed in my heart that things are man-made, and I have been moving forward according to this path. But the more I walked, the heavier I found my steps, and a helpless heart always made the corners of my eyes lose my smile, and gradually I forgot to smile.

I hardly laugh, but I like to watch people happy. Some people say envy, jealousy and hate, I don't think so, I think an unhappy person, when he sees others happy, he should be rendered by the happy atmosphere in front of him, and he is also happy, I like to call this state a happy transplant. Autumn is deep, and when the maple leaves turn red all over the forest, I will see the smiling appearance of the maple leaves. When the morning sun sets and burns the whole sky, I will see the smile of the clouds again. As spring, summer, autumn and winter pass by me, I also see the mottled smiles of the four seasons. Smile is always a brilliant sunflower in my heart, even if I have long forgotten the appearance of a smile, I still see a different smile around me every day, blooming in front of my eyes, and then blooming, in my heart, everything in the world, with a happy smile.

In fact, life is also a pure living spirit, and it is also smiling, but many experiences make us attach a different color or demeanor to life. When we quietly embark on the journey of life, we are all colorful and hopeful at first. Maybe the road of life is very long, maybe the road of life is very short, and there will always be inadvertently, experiencing a lot of unexpected twists and turns, so that life feels long and short, and short and long are just a kind of thought hidden in the heart. And life is not only long, but also its thickness, which is to give the limited life a flourish, continue to move forward, do not let the footsteps of life stop, the steps of stopping, how life breathes, how dreams can be realized, and how can the beauty of the future be seen. Life is a river that flows endlessly, gurgling day and night, tirelessly.

Life is a ferocious beast that, once it exists, is not afraid of nature's attacks. Life is the grit in your hand, if you are gentle, it will be gentle, and if you are rude, it will be rude. If you let it go, she will inexorably slip away from your palm, in fact, life comes down to dirt. Life will be dazzling, and life will be dark. Life is laissez-faire, life is also cherished, life is very strong, indestructible, life is also very fragile, can not withstand a little flying disaster, however, life is like a grass and a tree, every life exists, has its certain value and significance, has its certain green point.

When your face is full of vicissitudes, you are still longing for the fragrance of peaches and plums, in the dead of night, the autumn is strong, the rain in your heart is still falling, look up, silently look at the starlight, stars, do you understand the girl's sorrow. Can you give the girl a bright place, in the dark corner of her heart? Star, can you light a heart lamp for her? This will drive away loneliness, loneliness, and the slightest melancholy for her. Let her regain her self-confidence, find her strength, and regain a sweet smile in her lonely eyes. Like the flowers in the sun, fragrant, blooming, blooming, fragrant......

And you have been sad and desperate for me, licking the pain you left me alone in no one's corner again and again, and you have always stubbornly believed that you are ruthless and soft-hearted, otherwise, how could you cry silently.

Some people say: Men don't flick when they have tears, but a tear quietly slips through the corner of your eye, although you turn your back and don't speak, but I know that you are sad. Maybe you don't want me to see that crystal teardrop, full of sadness written in the corner of my eye. That's why you don't want to face me, you're afraid that a man's fragility will be seen by me. I didn't shed tears, but my heart had a feeling of being torn, I wouldn't persuade anyone, and I didn't want to persuade you, I could only pretend not to see that sad tear in the corner of your eye. Just sit there, glancing at you gently, your tears did not fall completely, when they slipped halfway down your cheeks, they were wiped away by your rough hands, leaving speechless, and the red threads in your eyes.

I know very well in my heart that you are a man who can hardly cry, but even a tear from the corner of your eye will make the whole eye socket red, very red, like a person who has been crying for a long time. For many years, your eyes have been filled with a sense of self-stubbornness, so that many people find it difficult to get close to you, and they are too lazy to get close to you. Sometimes, men should also have a certain degree of softness, and a real man should be the kind of combination of rigidity and softness, so you have always been too rigid and a little less soft.

At any time, you are self-centered, and you have to fight to win. As everyone knows, the life of a family is not necessarily a fight to win or lose, the family and everything is prosperous, and the losing party is not really defeated, but understands in his heart that there is always someone in the family who has to sacrifice himself to maintain the harmony of the family. It's just that when you win the momentum, you lose the feelings. Although this October is the same as September, the heart is broken, but a heart, I believe that it will still not be deterred from the good, because if the heart is strong, it is an iron wall, and the iron wall that casts the heart is to have a loving heart.

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