There is no real winning or losing. From everyone to every faction. The so-called winner, it's just that there is a visual problem.

I think the volcano I acquired is a mountain of gold. There are many sufferings, and everyone receives half of his pleasures. God is saying, "So am I!"

Two people sat on a long chair. One left and one right, back to back. A third man came, sitting in the center.

I don't know which direction to look at my face. Ahead, sit silently, strangely, without saying a word. Or if you favor one side and snub the other, you will feel strange in your heart.

Or get up, take care of yourself, and avoid a shade. As a result, the chair became longer. Two people sitting on either side, forget, each other.

Then pass by the fourth, the fifth, and then stop and go, hurrying. Looking from afar, I only saw black dots at the ends of a long line, shaking in tears.

Don't look back, I'm afraid you'll see earnest eyes, I'm afraid you'll cry. Don't look down, afraid that you will see the heavy white eyes on the road, afraid that you will retreat.

Don't look up, afraid that you will see the scorching sun, that it will be dark in front of you, and you will not be able to move forward. Watching the birds fly like wings, I am just the brightest star in the vast night sky, with a lonely trip, I want to illuminate each other's hearts with a warm and faint light.

It's a miracle to meet, but to meet and separate, even if you're separated from each other, longing for your eyes to say I do!

However, if you want to go on forever, it is useless to just think in your heart, you have to do it, between two people, only by running in with each other and being willing to compromise for each other is the long-term way.

The most terrifying thing is not to see the ugly side of the person you care about, but to see the ugly face of the person you care about.

There is no absolute good or bad, and there is no relative. The ratio of good and bad, time, position, and how much will determine whether the two are absolute or relative.

If the biggest difference between life and games is that life can adjust the rules, while games cannot adjust life.

I've long been accustomed to watching fireworks alone, and even the farthest stars in the sky know me. For a few years after you left, I waited in front of the window, in front of the cold stone tomb to keep the nostalgia of the past.

Borrow me for a period of endless years, accompany you to spend the book and wine, lend me a wisp of drifting smoke, accompany you to see the vicissitudes of the sea, lend me a piece and a half of fertile land, accompany you to share the mountains and flowers, lend me a warm love, and accompany you side by side in the sea of stars.

I've long been accustomed to watching fireworks alone, and even the farthest stars in the sky know me. For a few years after you left, I waited in front of the window, in front of the cold stone tomb to keep the nostalgia of the past.

Since I left you, it feels like a piece of my heart is missing. I can't talk to you anymore because you're looking at her with so much focus.

Tears are actually a kind of convenience that can wash away pain and sorrow when they come out.

However, one day when I grow up, I will know that there is a great sadness in life that cannot be washed away even by tears, and there is also a heaviness that must not be shed in tears.

I walked into a manor, the wind blew, my bosom, falling flowers and flowing water, the sky above my head, the fields of flowers at my feet, there was no silence here, insects and birds were its guests, it was full of fragrance, intoxicating fragrance, I didn't want to leave—this paradise of broken dreams, just for me— This is the last hometown, under the sunny day, above the flower field, I pass by a piece of land, the wind blows down, the corners of my mouth, white hair and dead leaves, facing the unbearable house, behind me is the end of the West Mountain, here the silence is overflowing, the day is accompanied by the sunset, here there is only green grass, full of bitter lightness, I can't stay long-this terrible dream, just rely on me-this dawn that can't wake up, after the broken house, before the West Mountain.

There are no stories and no friends, just small trouser pockets that can carry empty hands. Because of pride, I lost my pride, and because of loss, I can no longer be proud.

Reading other people's poems is to relax the body and mind, to see all the states of the world, to write your own poems, is to sublimate the soul, and to tell the eternal sorrows.

The melody, still familiar with the lyrics, full of memories and names, belongs to the person you sing, do you still have memories?

What is love? I'm too young to understand... Love may be like dad loves mom, grandpa loves grandma... Love may be to love someone, and you will give up everything for him... Love may be a person who will give for you wholeheartedly without asking for anything in return... Love could be... What exactly is love?

I don't understand, I don't want to understand, I don't want to understand, I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't want to understand, I don't want to understand, I only know: if you love me, you should let go of your hands, let me fly by myself, and find my own tomorrow!

We all told the truth when we were kids, and we all told lies when we grew up, but there are people who can defy this rule and will do whatever it takes for the voice in their hearts, but most of us choose to obey until we are about to die.

Don't ask me why I'm so fierce, I'm not gentle in the first place, and I used to be like a fool, so I will only be gentle with you!

Once upon a time it was prosperous, it is now in ruins, and once upon a time, it is deserted.

What makes this place a desert, everyone has the answer in their hearts. Sometimes, a small thing can make you fall into a situation and not get out of it, sometimes, no one will force you to force yourself not to let go, and sometimes, there is an urge to give up when you plan something.

Those who know and understand, those who make up their minds, and those who swear that they will never let go are often the hardest ~ What does the future look like?

I do not know... Don't want to know either... Now is the best year of your life, why bother with the unpredictable future?

Living in the moment, I think it's best... This is who I am, I am a small me, and the world is just a speck of dust compared to me, inconspicuous.

I am the grand me, and I am unique and irreplaceable in the world. I am who I am, simple, ordinary.

I can't make any big waves in my life, but at least I've worked hard~ What is happiness?_?I don't know... But all I know is that I'm happy!

It's enough to do what you love every day and see people you like. People should not be too greedy, this is the beginning of people's deterioration.

Don't just think that you don't have anything, but remember what you have, and what you have can't get anything in exchange, and you can't change it.

Cherish everything in front of you, maybe it will be far away from you in the future~ I always think that I will make you happy and happy, and give you the warmest care; you will look at me differently, and even be with me.

But I was wrong, no matter how much I took care of you, you always looked at me differently.