Are you behind my back? Of course it is. Imagine the feeling of carrying the whole world on your back!
About those memories
243 days, short and romantic love time.
Like a confused mood, I sincerely pour out those memories.
I really like the feeling of being intimate friends, chatting and fighting freely.
When you are out of your mind, you can cry on the phone for ten minutes without saying a word, but you know each other.
When you are ecstatic, you can hug each other and shout for ten minutes, even if you don't understand what you are shouting, you know each other.
When the innocent friendship is suddenly contaminated with the breath of love, we are all confused and even strangers.
Why?
Why do those hearts sound ridiculous at the moment?
Why do people who struggle for their dreams suddenly indulge in it?
Why all that love. Oath, also immediately disappeared without a trace.
At this time, I will fantasize about carrying you on the path by the lake.
That night, the lake was as quiet as a poem. There was only one star in the sky, only a small tree at the end of the road and only a figure in front.
Seemingly monotonous, they saw through the artistic conception of "one" and said the most romantic words. I only love you all my life.
So romantic, why is it heartbreaking at this moment?
Perhaps, in their quietest time, they are inexplicably sad and feel as if they don't exist.
Have you ever thought about whether you are right for me or I am right for you?
However, when we return to this cruel reality, when all the fame and vanity spread, we are all polluted.
We are in the same boat through thick and thin, and we both feel each other's real existence and significance.
Love, as people say, is really like picking up shells, and it is not a continuation of love until you see a shell with pearls?
Or is it another way of saying that everyone has the right to own pearls?
I prefer to believe that everyone has this right.
Those beautiful memories are always memorable and infatuated.
Those eternal vows are always so unforgettable that they can't let go.
But the pain is still very painful, like a knife in a bottomless pit that is unforgettable.
Let's not complain to each other, we must go through it.
Your words may hurt a heart inadvertently, or they may hurt you for life.
Have you ever thought about your words and deeds and considered each other's mood?
You are quiet, I am silent; You don't ask the world, I am nosy; You always behave yourself, and I'm bad and a little crazy.
You always say that I can play dumb, but don't think I'm stupid.
I will joke that you are stupid, but you just don't want to admit it.
My silence does not mean that my mind is blank, but that I have my own crazy ideas.
There is a saying that "it is better to live clearly than to see through this society." It feels a little fabricated. I think this "living" is practice. No matter how much you say and see through, you might as well tell others about it to satisfy your emptiness.
I think the same is true of love.
I don't want too many sweet words and flashy words. I want to let love have a warm hut with action.
That's why I keep silent, do you understand?
I don't want the dullness of life to erode my beautiful vows.
I only hope that you will be naughty, occasionally coquetry, occasionally lose your temper and get angry.
It's not that we ask too much of each other, but that we don't try to understand each other.
I want to continue my love, but I don't know where to start.
Think about that love, not much vigorous, not much earth-shattering,
But we really love, really love, and love is as close as painting.
I don't want to talk about those memories anymore.
I only hope that we can hold hands again and regain this love before memories turn into nostalgia.
I think this 243 is a turning point.
After the transfer, I think there are a hundred 243s, or even more.
Of course, have a good time with you.
At this point, I think it's time for us to "live" clearly.