I couldn't hear your voice in the wind, so I didn't care at first. After a while, I don't know what I should do.
Come on! Come on, everybody You have the college entrance examination, and I also want to take the postgraduate entrance examination. I can only say "from now on, let's cheer for each other"! How many days from now?
Candle bone when you came out, I didn't understand your name. You are curious about many things, maybe because I am old, maybe because I have read a lot of books. It seems that I can answer all your questions one by one. I was still writing poetry at that time, and I had written poetry for a long time before that. In the face of your curiosity and understanding, I can always see in my conversation with you that your overall understanding of poetry is getting closer and closer.
After adding your friends, I had an argument with you in some aspects, and then I found that you didn't seem too annoying. Actually, I'm quite surprised. Just like you said, "Talking to me seems to kill my life." So sometimes when I talk to others about this topic, I can't talk anymore. But then I gradually disliked the debate, and I was really tired. It seems that I have read too many books on my mind, so I have a lot to say and no place to say it. Thank you for talking to me so much. I don't know why we can talk so much. In fact, before I met you, I never seemed to talk to anyone online. I can talk for so long and so much. Maybe it's because of your personality that I don't feel too embarrassed.
Sometimes I don't know what I told you. It seems that I have everything! Your voice is very nice, but I don't like making phone calls very much. As I told you, I always seem to treat reality and the internet differently. It seems to be the reason why I have been quarantined for so long. In fact, I prefer to believe that I am more real online. I don't like being hidden. People say I don't eat human fireworks, but I don't know where I am when I hear this. I know what my shortcomings are, but it is because I know that I can get rid of the way it treats others. It seems that I have a lot to say myself. Forget it.
I still have your qq. When I see it, I think of chatting with you often. However, I know that you seldom surf the Internet, and then I am afraid that chatting with you before is a dream and an illusion. Just like in Your Name, the memory wears away slowly, in time. This is an irresistible fantasy. I won't tell anyone your name, haha.
In fact, I just forgot to ask when you can go online normally, and then I was afraid of getting a long and endless wait. Let me know as soon as possible! When I first heard the news that you couldn't surf the Internet, I didn't seem to respond. Only now did I realize how much I had lost. I will wait for you slowly at the other end of the network.