That year, that summer, that noon, that rain, my thoughts were wet.
That year, that autumn, that afternoon, that leaf swept away your footprints.
That year, that winter, that night, that snow buried my memory.
Once, at that age, you and I walked hand in hand.
At this age, you, then follow me and go your own way.
At the beginning, we were all very moved.
Finally, finally, our hearts ached.
Before, before, we all laughed.
Later later, we all cried.
In the past, we were happy people.
Now, we are strangers.
I took my happiness out to bask in the sun, only to find that it was slowly dissipating.
I took out my memory and found it fragmented.
Have you changed, or do I want to let you go?
It's very hot. Eat less spicy food and you will get angry.
It's very cold. Put on more clothes, you will catch a cold.
Heartbeat and Heartache Prose 2 No one can tell, and cyber lovers abound. Virtual, as the name implies, is a kind of beauty. You can dress up at will and do it out of thin air. Everyone hates virtuality, but they always bathe in it.
Because of people, because of people, because of flesh and blood and feelings, because of the desire for true love, it is understandable to have an online love. Move and move, without violating national laws and family rules. The key is that you are sensible and intelligent at first, and then what? then what Once you move your heart, it's hard to pick it up and put it down.
In reality, husband and wife have the responsibility of binding. Where there is responsibility, there will inevitably be deep and shallow contradictions. Call if there is any contradiction. How much passion is playing romance in the life of daily necessities? Virtual lovers can use the most beautiful language in the world and do whatever they want without any additional conditions. So, Degang Guo said, "Are you willing to listen, are you willing to listen, are you willing to listen?" ? Ha ha.
Talking and listening supplement the loneliness that cannot be let go in reality. This is a game of looking at flowers in the fog, but this game will reach its peak one day and naturally enter the whirlpool of feelings. Like two similar thousand-year-old trees, they are intertwined and forget the world and the people in this world. In a great spiritual sustenance, we enjoy another feeling with each other, which is also called emotion. Seeing the sun seems to be isolated from the world. On the opposite side of the screen, I love touching as soon as possible. There is no material desire, no secularity, only pure products, a Platonic spiritual detachment. Are you detached? No one, except a mortal, is born greedy. If you are deeply in love, you should accept, meet, embrace each other, truly feel the closeness of your skin, touch each other and be each other's favorite. Heaven and earth are integrated, and Qi Xiang is a swan.
However, who will give up running a nest for half a life and go to find a moth to put out the fire? Who would abandon his wife and children for a greedy feast?
You can't think about it, don't do it, and you can't say you don't want to. You must have your cake and eat it. As a result, smart men began to hold up the heavy responsibility of the family with a broad mind, and their wives and children wanted to be happy, but the other hand frequently hung out with online dating objects.
Online dating is a kind of emotional static electricity. You can't hurt yourself, but it is enough to make your heart ache and tremble. A kind of missing, a kind of caring, and a kind and beautiful feeling have deceived one soul after another.
This is an emotion as subtle as a strawberry. It can't stand the wind and the sun, and it can only live in a wet heart. Tears moisten and honey words accompany.
How long will it last?
Trapped in it, vowed to each other until the next century. Even if there is no chance in this life, I will hold your hand in the next life.
Where is the afterlife? There is no chance in this life. Can we meet again in the next life? Just lie to others and yourself. Earth-shattering, the oath of crying ghosts and gods lost an inch of time that can never be returned. That initial mystery also faded in the running-in of ideas again and again and in the intersection of words again and again.
Couples are different from husband and wife, and husband and wife can tolerate each other. Unlike a confidant, a confidant can be considerate. What is a lover? The one who never holds hands with each other and falls down and blames others for not helping.
Heartache, pain to numbness. My heart hurts so much that I feel awake. As a result, a large number of lovers began to try to get out of that misunderstanding and freeze a once-embraced feeling into a thousand-year-old glacier, which will not melt for a lifetime.
You will suddenly feel that the sunshine is still so gentle and lovely, the spring breeze is still so harmonious, and it is good to be honest and unscrupulous.
This is detachment, really detachment.
Heartbeat and Heartache Prose 3 Everything that should come will come, and everything that should go will not stay after all. Just like the sun rises and sets every day, the grass grows and the warblers fly, the flowers wither in bloom, and the spring has gone and come again.
Qingqing stood by the window, looking at the corner of the blue sky exposed from the cracks in the leaves, and letting those trivial memories occupy his heart. I didn't like recalling the past very much. At that time, I would only think about my childhood over and over again when I was lying in bed at night. What's going on now? Memories are like a part of yourself, accompanying you like a shadow. Accidentally occupied all your thoughts.
The sun glided slowly across the sky. It's like walking all one's life. When I was eating loquat yesterday, I remembered that I was caught stealing loquat with my classmates at school when I was a child. It's really interesting. I can't help laughing at the thought of writing such a profound examination in order not to be fined. Then, for a moment, I thought it was a story ten years ago, and I couldn't laugh anymore. Ten years, I can walk from beginning to end in such a blink of an eye. Is fifty years just a blink of an eye? Life goes by in a flash? Qingqing forced herself not to think about these things and face this eternal theme of life.
Qingqing is a very contradictory girl. She can't tell exactly what kind of life she expects. She has been very happy. All her relatives love and care about her, and she studies smoothly, giving the impression that she is an optimist, capable and never bothered.
Never worry? Qingqing knows this is not true. Only she knows that the sadness that hurts her heart often haunts her. She is a clever girl, sometimes she loses a little temper, while Fei has a good temper. Whenever he is angry, Fei always smiles and says nothing, and he can't lose his temper any more. Flying is good for Qingqing. It seems that everything has been doomed, and Qingqing's life has also been doomed.
Qingqing is afraid of the feeling that life is frozen, and every day in the future is just a simple repetition. Then I became a wife and mother, so I wasted my life. Qingqing is very afraid of living such a boring family life. The thought that she will get married one day is like dying in the world. Qing Qing believes that, in fact, she is not suitable for a quiet family life, but it will hurt her lover's heart. Should we force ourselves to face the real life that everyone has gone through? Qingqing feels terrible.
Flying is almost devoted to building their future nests, and Qingqing feels even more terrible. Said she never wanted to get married? Not enough love? Have you had enough love? Qingqing never thought much. Until later, she met Song, in that warm spring.
Song is a very strong boy, tall and big, but he can talk like a child. At first, I thought Song was funny, like a younger brother, and needed to take care of himself. Song is indeed a little younger than.
Spring in the south is an intoxicating poem. The grass is light green, like a child's innocent smile, and kapok is as red as a beating fire, which makes people move. The wind gently brushed my cheek and made all my troubles disappear. This is a kind of green and red that Beijing has never seen before, and it is a kind of moist life breath that Beijing has never seen before. Qingqing felt that she had found a long-lost sense of vitality again.
It was a long-lost excitement. I remember that in the first few years of college, there was almost nothing I dared to do and nothing I dared to think about. Go to Tianjin by bike, and then go. All holidays are stuck between mountains and rivers. I like wearing strange clothes. I really appreciate my appearance. When did you start being so-called steady? Think before you do anything. From this time on, friends began to say that Qingqing has become beautiful and has a temperament, but this temperament seems to be bought with many fantasies. Qingqing is never sure whether she really belongs to that kind of beautiful girl. Although many people say so, Qing Qing thinks it's just a compliment. Qingqing has long black hair, curved eyebrows, big eyes and a clever mouth. He can speak a little. When he is quiet, he looks like an innocent girl. When he is busy, he has a glib tongue and likes to bicker with others.
Is it fate? Is it a dream? Or are you crazy? Qingqing began to like pine trees. Pine trees are so pure and lovely, as if they are not contaminated with the filth of this world. Song is very gentle with girls, which makes my heart warm. Later, Qing Qing learned that Song had long liked her.
Qingqing understands that this is wrong. They are like birds, like meteors, passing by occasionally, and suddenly they have to go their separate ways and return to their own lives. Qingqing forced herself to stay away from Pine, but she couldn't. What a hopeless feeling it is.
Song likes to stare, but he is embarrassed to watch. Qing Qing asks why you think so. Song said it was because it was so beautiful. At this time, Qingqing's face will turn red quietly and her heart will be sweet, but she doesn't believe that she is really that beautiful. With more and more contact, the joy and pain in Qingqing's heart are getting heavier and heavier. Both of them know that the ending will be very sad, and the farther they go, the deeper they will be hurt, but they will still be involuntarily dragged to the happy paradise and the heartbroken hell.
What a passionate love it is. Qingqing has never experienced such excitement. Is true love so late? Or is it just a temporary emptiness? Qingqing doesn't know what's wrong with herself. Sweetness mixed with fear is a heartbreaking feeling.
Song knows something about flying, and he is also very painful. This is the first time he has fallen in love with a girl. First love is so unforgettable. He was crazy about it and stayed up all night. I began to feel that it was all my own fault, which made Song so sad. Song treated an innocent boy with all his true feelings. He hoped Qingqing would come to him, but he couldn't bear to force her. Let Qingqing decide his future.
Qingqing doesn't know whether to live according to secular moral standards or to respect her feelings. It's like a puzzle in Bridges of Madison County. But how do you feel? Who is better for himself? Who do you love more? Thinking of this problem, Qingqing would rather die, so that all the problems will be solved and no one will be hurt. Otherwise, whatever you do is wrong.
Once I wanted to say goodbye to Fei. He thought about it many times in his mind, but he still didn't know how to say it. How can such a good man have the heart to say such a thing? But how could she have the heart to hurt such an innocent boy? Living is pain and helplessness. Why are we always hurting the people who love us the most? Qingqing wants to escape far away, to a desolate world that no one knows. What should I do? What shall we do? Qingqing has secretly cried many times, but she still doesn't know what to do. Let's retire and be friends? Is this possible?
Qing Qing sometimes wonders whether she is a bad girl, how can she like two boys at the same time, and she is still hesitating here. Ask what love is in the world. No matter how the future ends, this passionate love will never be forgotten. Qingqing is willing to do anything for this, but she can't stand it. Her heart is too soft. Qingqing once again watched the sun set slowly, and the glory that once existed would dissipate. People are really too young Life is so short, but troubles are so long. Dream all your life, heartache all your life.
In a trance, time is up. Qingqing returned to her familiar life. Fei went to pick her up as before and took care of her as before. Qingqing can't resist all this, nor can she say that she wants to be alone and think clearly. I feel like a boat, unable to grasp my own direction, and being dragged forward by the torrent of life arranged by the fee.
Qingqing often thinks of pine trees and those days that seemed to be before his last life. There is a small thorn in my heart.
There are many things waiting for Qingqing to do, and there is almost no time to think, and there is no time to stop and sort out my thoughts. It is always easier to do things according to the original inertia, but it takes too much courage to make a decision to change something. As the ubiquitous laws of physics describe, external force is the reason to change the state of motion, and it is not necessary to maintain the state of motion. Most people unconsciously choose a more labor-saving lifestyle. Or let nature take its course Because it doesn't require you to do anything on your own initiative.
Slowly, Qingqing discovered many benefits of flying again. Flying with him is so safe and comfortable that he will arrange everything in order. Qingqing was originally a strong girl who could cope with anything. But Fei often thinks too carefully, so that she gradually becomes lazy and no longer worries about what she used to like to worry about. For a girl, it always feels good to be taken care of and considerate, even if she is very capable. At this time, Song is like a child who is not sensible, but needs good care. Qingqing doesn't like timid boys. At least he should be more capable than himself.
Qingqing has returned to her original life more and more deeply, and she can't live without it any longer. Qingqing suddenly realized that she almost gave up some precious feelings. Just like the wayward little girl in Gone with the Wind, she didn't know who she really loved until it was too late. Qingqing often tells herself to cherish the present, but when she is in it, she doesn't know what to cherish.
She can't live without flying. They have too much in common to be separated. Decided to be an ordinary friend with Song. This relationship was wrong from the beginning, and someone will be sad, so let's end it early.
Qingqing finally felt a little relaxed. I hope Song can forget all this earlier and find his own happiness.
A person's life is too short, and most of the time he is unhappy. I am trapped by love when I am young, money when I am middle-aged, and illness when I am old ... Why can't we find a more relaxed lifestyle, like a bird or a grass, satisfied with sunshine, air, water and food? While human beings are constantly evolving, they have lost many precious emotions, especially enjoying natural leisure.
After many people and things, Qingqing sometimes feels that she has surpassed herself. Meditation is like sitting by the river of your own life, watching the ebb and flow of the tide, laughing and cursing, as if watching something in a story. He can be quiet and quiet inside.