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preface
A few stingrays, and then report to Ren Fangfei for rest.
Cherish the spring to break the residual red, the rain is light and the wind is strong, and the plum blossoms are green.
Yongfeng willow, no one flies all day.
Don't pull strings, you can talk about it.
The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break.
The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
The night has passed and the east window is not white.
How long is a life, twenty cold and hot days, and how long will it take before life will end? Facing the changes in the world, I am numb. Even if there is no one around, I still have a companion-loneliness. People are lonely in the end, and no matter how close they are, they can't be United and unique. It is impossible for others to belong to themselves.
Gradually, I got used to loneliness. In this way, time took me in a hurry, through a period of loneliness, like a swaying dead tree in the desert.
I have long forgotten my mother's beautiful, haggard and pale face, and my memory is a blur. However, deep in my mind, I clearly remember the words that my mother coughed up before she died. Cough so violently that it seems to cough up my soul.
"Remember, don't trust men! Don't fall in love with men, they don't appreciate it, and once they get it, they will despise it. Don't fall in love with men, don't fall in love with them, because in the end …
Don't forget to adopt it.