Author: Tang Tang (Le Yun)

Finally survived the liver and intestines, crushed the suffering and sorrow into mud, trembled and mended the heartbreak, and the scars have not completely scabbed, who will choose to repeat the mistakes of the past?!

What the master needs is a kind of pleasure that cannot be loved, and he does not care about sincerity, but only cares about ethereal; Don't care about each other, only care about yourself. How can it fit with Xue Jie's concept of saying that she loves you well, she only loves you, and gives everything to love you sincerely? In the name of love, you pierced my heart with cold words, but you still want me to be grateful and walk with you. Forgive me, I really can't do it. I'm just an ordinary person, I'm not a god, I like warm sunshine and I like to be pampered.

"May you be well, no more crossings!" Xue Jie muttered silently, as if she was saying it to her master, and it was also like saying it to herself.

The days returned to simplicity and calm, and Xue Jie was studying the plainness and rhythm of ancient poems after class. In her spare time, Xue Jie will figure out and analyze the depressed poems one after another, so serious that she will read every comment one by one.

Time passed day by day, and Xue Jie finally finished reading the depressed ancient poems, and Xue Jie found that the depressed communication was actually very simple, except for a few fixed old friends who commented that he would interact with it, laugh and laugh, and he ignored other strangers. What's even stranger is that there isn't a single rose in the comments he replied to his friends. Although, there have been a few kisses and loves, but this is too strange. Doesn't the rose have any special meaning for depression?!

Xue Jie thought about it seriously, as if she was depressed and had never sent herself a rose.

On this day, Xue Jie opened the short video and suddenly saw a message from her friend Mu Feng, Xue Jie opened the message, which read: "Xue Jie, someone asked me to transfer it to you, she misses you very much." Xue Jie clicked on it and saw that it was a modern poem,

Farewell to sorrow

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Sprinkle a little spring rain on the paper, moistening the long-hidden emotions. Lifting the corner of the heart, I can't stop thinking about you. used acacia to bend the peach tree, and once made the surging heart. The lack of moon is full, and in the end, in exchange for a sigh, the gray mood on the day of parting, no matter how gentle the hand is waving goodbye, I can't stop the reluctance of tearing and struggling with my heart, wandering alone in the abyss of night silence. Staring at the sky to respond to my desolation, knowing that you will go far and say goodbye, the ending that has long been expected is just a delay in the end of the time, fate is the thin spring flag, which can't withstand the crumpling of parting.

Xue Jie looked at it several times, tears rolling in her eyes. Scenes of the past came to her heart, and Xue Jie remembered all kinds of kindness, all kinds of care, and all kinds of warmth that Sister Hua had for herself. Xue Jie couldn't hold back her emotions anymore, and immediately ran to Sister Hua's space and left a message to Sister Hua: Sister, I'm sorry! Sister, I miss you too! Sister, I haven't forgotten you!