There is a balance in everyone's heart, love and family affection, which is more important, which is lighter and which is stronger, all in their own hands.

Everyone cannot be perfect, it is precisely because of imperfection that we will cherish the hard-won happiness of happiness, and only such imperfection will we look for perfection in imperfection.

Night is night after all, dreams are dreams after all, you can't escape the disguise of loneliness, you can't escape the gloom of sadness, is it the night, the sadness of loneliness dreams, or the sadness of dreams perceives the desolation of night?

Sorrow, sorrow, sorrow is still sorrow, and farther than sorrow is more sorrow.

What does the night give us? does it reward more sorrow, or does it bring the hope of rebirth, and nothing, what is behind the night? is it the darker darkness, or the light of the dawn, nothing.

If happiness is a temptation, then pain is magnifying the temptation countless times and then suffering it alone until you forget who you are.

It turns out that love is a kind of thing, whether you accept it or not, it will be there, you can hold it with both hands like the stars holding the moon, or you can snub it as if it is just a legend.

Love is often cherished only after experiencing pain, and it is often regretted when it is irretrievable. In fact, love is like this, and so are many things in life, and it is always precious when it is lost.

The fantasy mystery of the night is beautiful, but behind the beauty is eternal darkness.

Loneliness turns into sorrow in the darkness of the night, then from the shadow of sorrow to hesitation, and finally from hesitant indifference back to loneliness.

Life is always attached to troubles, luck always favors fate, from the beginning of arrogance after a toss and finally returned to peace, always a reincarnation, always a lonely soul can no longer be lonely.

There is no happiness in one person's world, and the world of two people is suffering after all.

The night always belongs to the dark side of the mind, and the other half of man will only become the embodiment of reason when the light illuminates the world.

Everything in the world must be beautiful and ugly, good and evil, just like the blood red and pitch black, although the two do not blend, but they must exist at the same time.

Maybe love is constantly uncovering scars, healing and unmasking, revealing and healing, until the heart is numb and there is no pain.

The ice blue sky warms a person's heart, after all, to be lonely in another person's world, love is still a long wait in the first second, but the next second is replaced by eternal separation, who can understand whose deep love, who can understand whose departure.

After all, there are angels and demons living in the depths of everyone's heart, and when the devil defeats the angels, sin will break through the prison of consciousness and endanger mankind, and when the angels are stronger than the devil, the best will come to everyone's well-being and form a source of happiness.

The disappearance of the soul is the end of a life leaving the world, and the body itself is only a simple and humble attachment.

The desires of the human heart can never be satisfied, and the more we try to pursue this invisible and untouchable thing, the more the human soul cannot retain that simple happiness.

When you have been reduced to a person who no one cares about, you must care about yourself, and only when you find a window to break through the darkness from the comfort of your soul, you will feel that you are not alone, there are thousands of people you know or strangers who care about you.

Night always likes to use the eyes to perceive everything in the world, but the most beautiful things are invisible to the eyes, just like you live in the world of light, but you have to abandon the light to ask what the light is like, and when you really understand that the light is actually around you, and you don't need to use sight, taste, smell, hearing and touch to collide, you will find that it is the sixth sense of the supernatural.

The lost love needs to be compensated with another love, which can accelerate the forgetting of the previous love, but it cannot escape the simple and transparent dream that once was. Sometimes the love of two people is as thin as a piece of paper, when one party leaves, the other party is unwilling to be abandoned, this kind of foolish love is more painful than people without love?

The more you want to get what you can't get, the more crazy you pursue, the more crazy you pursue, the more you can't get what you want, so you indulge in the cycle of pain, you can't get what you can't get, and you lose what you lose.

The blood-red flame of light waited bitterly for the dream of dawn, but it could not bear the desolation of the night, and the cold cold light stung the illusion of the flame of light, and was destined to sting the wings of dawn.

Luck allows a person to have something that he should not have but has always had, and it also allows a person to have what he should have for the rest of his life but has become something he cannot have.

Once he endured a lonely lie alone, but there are countless people who are willing to get another lie for a lonely lie, and this mysterious lie has been circulating and encountering one lie after another, just one lie deceives another, and finally what is obtained is a lie.

Happiness that is easy to obtain is the shortest and easiest to lose, while happiness that has experienced pain is the longest and most wealthy.

The night can't give a touch of warmth at the end of happiness, it can only make joy freeze on the cold cross.

The left side of love is attachment, the right side is missing, when two people are together, they can hug each other tightly, no one can do without who is attachment, and when two people suddenly separate and do not know how to cherish each other's feelings, the feeling of wanting to see and not wanting to see is missing.

When the love at your fingertips slides, people often feel that this love comes too suddenly, and when they insist on looking for distant love, people don't know that the love they shouldn't get has not been obtained, and the love they should have lost has been lost.

In fact, happiness is very simple, don't always think about what you don't have, but think more about what you have, when one day all kinds of happiness knock on the door, maybe the lost wealth has returned to your side.

Death allows fragile life to bloom quietly in the eternal time tunnel for a moment, but it allows the proud soul to abandon its physical body and rely on it to gain eternal life in the glorious kingdom of heaven.

What should be obtained always appears when it should not come, and what should not be obtained cannot be made disappear no matter how much it is rejected.

The withering of life can temporarily sublimate the spirit of the fallen man, but the destruction of the soul cannot save the fallen man from loneliness and sin.

All lies will create an even greater lie under the speculation of prophecy, and the ensuing panic will take root in people's hearts and condense into shadows, until this prophecy becomes a reality to make the half-hung melancholy fall to the ground.

There is no night to be seen at the end of the dawn, and there is no dawn to be found at the edge of the night, chaos and clarity are mixed, light and darkness are blended, fraternity and desire are mixed, no stars accompany the beginning of the moon, and no clouds accompany the end of the sun.

Whose dreams are shattered in the twilight of dawn, why is there so much fickleness in a world of darkness and disguise, whether the human soul can be liberated from the nightmare of pain, whether the shadow of light lurking in the light should be forgiven by Heaven or should it fall into the abyss, and whether the soul that waits for it will not get the happiness that it is looking for now and in the future.

The world is inherently contradictory, behind a perfect victory may be the beginning of another rehearsal of failure, and no one can freeze the trajectory of their own life, just as the sun does not know whether its own demise will be exchanged for rebirth.

How long does the boundless darkness make the world sad, how far will the soul that is flying on the edge of the soul reach and how far will it drift away, whether the broken and complete body is gathered alone in the hustle and bustle is still waiting for the loneliness of the next moment, and the eyes that are seen and invisible may only be guessing and guessing in the abyss of the unknown.

The darkness of the night is immersed in the boundless darkness that obliterates whose romance, and the passionate mind will eventually return to the ordinary after experiencing the carnival, and the broken dreams fall into silence over and over again with the mutilation of memory, and then let the beautiful fuchsia entwined the coldness outline a false joy.

The complete, divided habits of the unanswered, the lost, the existential dangling in front of the eyes and slipped behind them, the chaotic, clear confusion not only the eyes but also the mind, the sad and joyful loss in the dream creates another dream reality.

Why did the pitch-black lightning appear in the sky at the same time as the blood-red flames, the two forces that were intertwined with each other collided together, whether it was war or peace, why the silver-white dawn and the golden moon were separated by the low horizon, whose eyes found the existence of hope in the alternation of day and night, the confused and firm seemed to be real but was actually a dream, the fragile and powerful hurt the broken soul was the innocence.

The boundless pitch black invaded the blood-red light flame to swallow whose loneliness, the dust wandering above the haze swept away the layers of warm tide and destroyed whose joy, wandering is still wandering, helpless is still helpless, the persistent is shattered in the material world and cannot see the direction of progress, the standing and the fallen struggle pull out a chain of salvation on the survival line of death.

The power of darkness soaked the nightmare of death, intoxicated in the world of daylight, extinguished whose conscience, extinguished the flame burned alone, the invisible twilight carved whose piety on the broken glass of the earth, the dawn pierced the eyes of the night, and inlaid a bright glow into it to make up for the defect of the heart lamp, but the shadow of dusk crossed the gap between the haze, and a broken dream that should have been bleak was restored to its original state and broke into the territory of light.

The long dark night will eventually pass, the bright world will eventually come, you can't see the dawn not because you have waited too long, maybe you have chosen the wrong place, the right time to stand in the right place and choose the right goal Your soul will not be lost, the end of the night will always be a brilliant dawn.

What is lost can't be returned, but you can use a sincere heart to hold on to the love in the depths of your heart, and you can break up and close, but you can find a suitable place to place that pure fantasy after you mature yourself.

The bright flame of light sweeps away the dark shadows and soaks the luster of life into a fiery red, the broken twilight falls mottled stars so that sin wanders on the edge of pain and cannot find a return voyage, death is always accompanied by fear, new life always hides joy, happiness and unhappiness are too far away and seem to have never been separated, repressed human nature blooms too beautiful and feels short and empty, everything goes on, whether you believe it or not, life is a drama anyway.

The entangled love bites the lives of two people, knowing that it is impossible, but saying again and again that there is a little possibility, the afterimage of happiness reflects the memory of yesterday, and the pain scratches the eyes, but living is a lonely journey.

The ice-blue sky blurs the memory of the pain, whose scar is hidden in the bright dawn, waiting to give birth to joy, the sleepless thoughts cut through the two sad hearts, and the sorrow of the dawn is written in the gap between the sorrows, the blood-red flame of light repels the heavy twilight and paints the eyes with pink glow, and the nerves of the flesh flutter again and again in the heart of the humble soul when it compromises to the abyss of desire.

The forgotten and remembered appear in the half-truths and half-truths, and the past mistakes cannot be measured, and the distance of sadness cannot be measured, and the futuristic and fantastical are lost in the invisible sky, and the hazy lilac fragrance also floats a mark filled by love.

Sadness, except for the pain behind the joy, the pain, the cracks that wrinkle after the healing, the cracks, the sorrow that overlaps into one piece, everything is destined to be the reincarnation of fate, shallow in happiness and deep in loneliness.

Sometimes the mistakes you have made and then keep repenting are much greater than the accusations of others, and before others have defeated you, your heart is under invisible pressure, and this pressure forms the poison of regret that attacks your weakness again and again until it completely breaks you.

Joy always comes too fast and goes too fast, the eternity that is clearly dangling in front of me has not had time to touch it, and it has been rowed to the desert-like dead silence, love has to be annoyed and missed, and it is entangled, so that the disillusionment and rekindling struggle on the edge of lovesickness, neither backwards nor forward.

When life sleeps on the edge of charm again and again, and turns the long wait into a bitter journey of mutual forgetting, the lost emotion still withstands the seduction of lust and finds the true meaning of love, and the melody conquered by joy does not stop noisy, but chooses to continue in repeated wandering, only by knowing how to cherish the happiness in front of you can understand how difficult it is to lose the love when it is unfortunate.

The blood-red flame of light lifted the barrier of the night and soaked anyone's heart so transparent, the dark twilight hovered on the edge of rebirth and extinction, pushing the brilliant Xia Dan color to whose eyes, the visible and the invisible remained between the fingers, so that the broken dawn appeared in the scars of the day, and the distant dusk could not be seen, and the audible and inaudible were hidden in the bright morning light, and then formed a beautiful melody to make the heart touch faintly painful.

Love sometimes lacks not a promise on the lips, but the responsibility that you should fulfill after going through the ordeal, nothing comes more quickly than love, when it occupies all of you and makes you miserable, you will find how naïve you are, only by combining 50% trust with 50% sobriety you are your own hero.