It's been insisting on it for almost two months, during this period, the two of us are always noisy, the relationship is like a K-line chart, the breakup scene in the play seems to be really staged on the earth, I used to think, I was strong, I also thought that I could control my life, but as a result, tears ran, that wall collapsed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Friends who don't have such an experience may not have such feelings, maybe they just read what is written in the book, like a girl in the flower season of eighteen or nineteen, who is occasionally moved, crying pear blossoms with rain, and then yearning for their own sky, there is a fairytale-like love in the sky, wonderful, sweet, and makes people become nymphomaniac. However, I am an adult, and what people say is that I am thirty years old, but I can't "stand" like Adou who can't be supported. I have no vision, only serious and realistic planning of my own future, just like writing a book, one stroke at a time to conceive the plot, even if there are occasional twists and turns, but soon like that stock, finally close the position, that's it, it's simple, but in this simplicity, that love, seems to be changing, doing a uniform acceleration of the movement of change, I can't control it, I'm so scared, but unwilling, want to catch it, I will take good care of it, no longer willful.

I am willing to guard this love, until the earth is barren, I want to have a day, grow old with you, think about the future days, with your company, think about the future in that mountain, I herd sheep and write books, you cook and hug the baby, when the chickens and dogs smell each other, the smoke of the cooking, like the fireworks of the gods, well, who said that the gods do not eat the fireworks of the world, they are hungry, and the gods also eat! In short, the past things, let it pass, a new beginning, a new life, we are together.

I'm a book writer, but also a reader control, what I write, I know in my heart, if you really want me to be shameless to say, then I think I wrote it can be seen, at least I think so, I say so, see this sentence of friends, may want to slap me in the face, hey, hit, remember to light!

There is something in my heart, and my emotions are like dead fish in the Dead Sea, and I can't catch them. I know that as soon as I say this, I will be despised again, and it is true that there is no fish in the Dead Sea, and that dead fish was thrown into it, so I am right.

If you see my vomit, if you are not in love, if you are still young, then, the three "ifs" add up, please eat this forbidden fruit of love later, first, I am afraid that your body will be weak, and you will not be able to stand it without abdominal muscles, and secondly, I am afraid that you will be like me, messy hair, no IQ, lost thinking, ran away from the soul, look at the ground, only a mess of glass slag remains. Our hearts are made of glass, and when they are broken, they are glass slags.

What I wrote is messy, and what I write is even messier than what Lu Xun wrote, I don't know if anyone understands it. Tomorrow's third watch, tonight on this one to talk about, well, that's it, the heart has to be taken out to talk, hold it back, it's lost, it's not good.

After reading this paragraph, if you want to vomit badly, or if you want to scold your father, you can scold in the book review area, well, scolding can relieve anger.

Oh, by the way, remember to give me a reward after scolding!