The past is like drizzle, and it is difficult to look back once it is gone. When all the stories begin to be played out over and over again in the black night, recalling the tenderness that cannot be returned, and imagining the unimaginable escape, Submerged the road under my feet, I quietly shed a tear.
The message was like a homeless child asking for a match, but it was a pity that the match lit a cigarette.
From then on, a person wanders around the world. The so-called wandering really beckons to squander the previous fantasy. Is wandering good or bad?
Smoking a cigarette reminds me of the days when brothers were together, extremely happy and without any hindrance.
It has been so many years, time has passed, and I can never go back. It is really not easy to tolerate myself like this. I have looked down on the reality, and I am tired of the respectful and perfunctory people in the world. I find that I am the most vulgar one, who is better than anyone else?
The years have given me more to worry about. Time is tilted in the past. I see the shadow gradually leaving me. It’s so sad. Is it true that we don’t dare to ask for the beautiful past? Is it true that infatuated people will be hurt? Will go to war just because of a little scruple.
The years have washed the skin of life white. I want to go far with you, but time and space separate us. I can’t keep up with the world and your footsteps, so I can only Let those sworn allies follow you.
There are too many regrets, too many regrets. We have missed time, missed opportunities, missed the beautiful youth time, and let the ropes of entangled years bind us tightly.
You can finally have your own space and your own private secrets, and I can gradually stop disturbing them. This was my stupidity when I was young. Please forgive me for being a child who doesn’t understand love.
Water is written into poetry to commemorate the more than twenty spring, summer, autumn and winter that I have lost. Poetry is written into water to submerge the heartless chapters in the story.
I have never been lonely, because you can always see your figure in dreams. I have been nakedly lonely, because I dreamed of you but could not hold your hand.
It took 23 years to write a collection of unrestrained poetry about young people, but it lost its theme.
The aura of our youth is gradually receding. Right and wrong, grudges and grudges are all things of the past. I really want to know how a person can achieve a little sadness and a lot of freedom. Some people say it can. Tell me a lot of experiences.
We who once wiped out all the influence on ourselves for the sake of love, who could lose sleep because of jealousy, gradually discovered that others like that kind of thing. The enthusiasm and passion we once had wiped the forehead of the years, and began to I noticed a few wrinkles already.
Gradually, we all mature, have our own stand, and think about some trivial things about ourselves and others in a compromise.
Gradually we have changed, but the initial love may not have changed. No matter when it comes, love is the only thing that will last forever.
My eternity can transcend the world and the ideals tied to reality. I can look at my soul with a smile because of where my eternity is. I am proud and proud, and I can stick to my principles. , you can still stick to your original dream. What is shattered is only what is in front of you, but it cannot stop the eternal yearning for love in your heart.
In love, those who are involved in ambiguity, I know you are playing and having fun. Don’t worry about anything. Everyone treats love differently.
Sitting quietly on a high hill, I seemed to see the carefree childhood and think of the difficult road ahead.
I often sit somewhere and have a lively chat with a group of friends. Perhaps, a cigarette can end everything.
I miss my brother, he said, just smoke, everything is in the smoke, I don’t know how to go in the future. The day I left Huangdao, the sky was gray and my face was hanging, and I saw the sea in front of my eyes. The sadness surging in my heart was so sad that I just couldn’t wave it away. Now I am no longer, no longer the child who confided my thoughts to the sea. I hate that I left too quickly and had no time to save this beautiful encounter. I I want to give all the memories I have to my four-year college youth, and go back together with the happy times.
On the day of the graduation dinner, we all understood that if anyone understood what I was thinking, I could talk to him for a long time and then drink the wine in one gulp.
I miss the good times in the past. People are always like this. They cannot give you the happiness of the present. Even the noise in the past is happiness.
How long has it been since I saw a crowd of people rushing around? That was my tired figure in college. There have been a lot of waiters, a lot of people, and a lot of happy things on that street. We have never The happy time I have enjoyed, even if it is hard and tiring, even if I dare to sleep in the teacher's class, I still shuttle back and forth on the path between the dormitory and the restaurant. Where are my beautiful memories, beautiful fragility, From winter to summer, and then the start of school in autumn, I saw all kinds of people, all kinds of people, but at that time the landlady said: We are waiters. There, it was a day to smoke anyway, and only a few of us understood what tiredness was. There we saw the most beautiful fireworks, like singing loudly while washing dishes, like even a plate of shredded potatoes. It was sold out quickly. Others could enjoy their vacation during their college life, but we hoped that the restaurant would be less crowded. I can still remember those bad thoughts and those beautiful jokes.
When we graduated, the few of us did not show such sadness. We were still smiling at the wine table, and we were still the roaring brothers at KTV. We were about to leave, and we didn’t even have time to take pictures. , but I will never forget your faces.
The day I left the school gate, the sky was very cloudy, and even the hug was so sad. I smiled, when can we meet again? Sighing about life, how many black hairs, how many reunions and separations, they are all kept in the heart and in the smoke.
A few good brothers in the dormitory, three years was neither short nor long. We separated and reunited. What I remember most clearly is that I drank too much. Our hearts were open and we could say anything.
I love the days when I played ball with you. You accompanied me through college and cared about me all the time for four years. I keep your advice in my heart and drink it all.
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Everyone wants to develop for the better, and everyone wants to have a perfect road, but on the road, we hesitate a lot and have a few doors. The door, the choice always opens so quietly in your heart, see it or not see it.
Three thousand words cannot describe my mood when I graduated. What I felt when I opened QQ and shuttled between the lines was not emotion, but the ubiquitous sorrow and leisurely feelings about life.
It’s time to leave, leave some places, and go to the once familiar Xi’an. You can look at the stars and follow the moon in the deserted wilderness. Quietly missing those small spaces and those beautiful love stories. In a few years, our thinking and time will be old. Will we be able to squander our youth unscrupulously and express our youth without reservation as we do now? Will we be able to hug again and hold hands to reminisce about the past?
Dusk melts away the warmth of the setting sun, and the cold and hard night gradually anesthetizes a longing heart.
It’s a pity that we can’t go back to the time. When I think of those wanton basketball games on the court, I forget myself.
Gradually I will lose my memory, and gradually my mind will go blank. I want to have a stable home, where I will have my wife and my children. I will definitely cherish it at that time.
So I began to stick to my three-year bet and work hard for my future home, a happy home in the future.
Some people say that you cannot afford such a love, and how many years can you last with such a wild and insecure love. Do you want him to be a docile person? can you? I said don't change him.
He said that you are excellent and you can have what you want, but it is definitely not acceptance.
You have an extremely beautiful face, you have extremely noble thoughts, and you have the most rare temperament and charm of a girl. You can be great and have a bright future, but you can’t control your madness. Drunk, drunk on the world, drunk on the world, time and time again, you are getting farther and farther away from the road of return. You are no longer the little girl with a willful personality. Your temper and character are the most beautiful smile I have had in my meditation for many years. , can there be such a person who treats me like this.
So when you are working, don’t hold your phone all day long, looking at text messages from others, and don’t hang up QQ and wait for the gray avatar to shine.
Time comes so quickly and in such a hurry, the shadow of rush is alone with a heart, and the longing lingers in the memories that no one cares about.
Waiting, some people say that as long as you believe, as long as two people are determined, they can persist for seven years, and there will be another unknown seven years.
Five hundred times of looking back only for one passing, so many people passing by, no one is even a passer-by, so much sadness, so many memories, there is no afterlife when you close your eyes, so many There are so many connections in the past, and I am worried that I will not be able to wait for you for a long time, but now, I want to see you.
How many people you love are not around, you are lonely, and no one is lonely, are you used to it?
If I had known, there would always be one person's shadow around me, so why would I envy someone with two shadows? The world has changed, and love has also become a game. Playing around, you are at best a spectator. , watching the same shows, having fun, and then cutting off contact.
I don’t have those skills, I don’t have the ability to see through the essence of love. I just don’t want the same thing to happen to me. Maybe there will come a day when there are many people who are numb in love, and in sad songs. There are many people who have given up, and am I one of them?
Indifference walked through the most prosperous places in the world, through bars, KTVs and night markets, telling you that he didn’t even bother to look at it.
What does it matter? Enthusiasm is coldly given up time and time again. Greetings are about hitting the wall again and again. Should this be the case between people? What kind of world is this? I don’t complain about anything. People, I understand that many things are not what you think.
I am still proud of those beautiful dreams we had when we were young. Fortunately, I still work hard to persist.
It’s not that simple to have someone who truly loves you. Don’t let him be left out by you, and don’t involve your ambiguity in the process of love.
The world outside the window is still troubled. After the hustle and bustle, a group of drunk people are crying loudly. Are they all expressing their feelings? Yes, they don't make people laugh at them, but they make people respect them. When they are drunk, they can vent and anesthetize themselves.
It’s time for those lonely souls to sober up. You don’t belong in the bar, you don’t belong in the midnight sinking, and you don’t belong in the noisy and chaotic intoxicating lights. You should improve your connotation, not Drunk.
Just like when I came to Kunming, when I got off the No. 129 bus, your expression of surprise, your smiling face, your trembling voice, I was wearing a suit, looking intoxicated, holding that in my hand Bao, when will the smile on your profile bloom as beautifully as before? You should go your own way.
You don’t have to wave hard every time. Get used to it. Get used to the tears. Tears are really a good thing. Get used to it. Turn around with a smile. Get used to parting. Get used to the noise. Get used to it. I get used to comforting you after I get used to it, I get used to annoying you constantly, I get used to waiting to appear in front of each other again.
When you were leaving, you saw the sadness on your face with tears streaming down your face. Your smile was no longer as bright as it was in the wedding photos. You had more tears on your face and washed them away.
The world and reality have left us early, and there is still no clue of pain in the future. It is not as painful as before, and my heart aches, but it is very quiet. It will be better after time. It can get better quickly.
I know how beautiful memories can be. I dare not expect to go back. I am afraid that the memories cannot be controlled. I am afraid that I will be overwhelmed by memories and cannot get out. I dare not expect that I can go back to the past. In commemoration, I know that memories have become all my thoughts, but I still have to look forward.
One day, I quietly opened the logs written in my QQ space from 2009 to now. I saw sleepless tears, I saw all the apologies, I saw all the mistakes, I Almost every article I read is about self-blame after offending you. Almost all of them are those stories about the past that have passed by in a ferocious night, blowing away heavy implication, those cheap stories, almost all of which I paid a heavy price for. It’s what I prayed for so hard. What I am holding on to is what I have recovered. The stories of what I have lost and those that have never gone far have deeply shocked my heart now. I have never thought about how I got through this journey. With a heart, sincere and persistent understanding, tolerance and comfort, So I like myself no matter how good or bad I am, as long as I am satisfied.
From now on, please let me be a happy person, let a little touch fill my world, let me firmly believe that there is still truth, good, and faith in this world. I will be happy in this life. Love once, only love one, only, love forever, there will be no next life.
Youth compliments youthful vigor, and one cannot forget to show off some dusty decadence.
These days, the drizzle is as gentle as sorrow, and I forgot to see clearly your smile in my memory.
Looking through those photos, in the school, Qingdao Golden Beach, the seaside, the small house, Kunming's Yueyatang Community, Parkway Plaza, the zoo, Green Lake, Dianchi College, the farewell station... These photos make me look at them again and again, but you are not there.
Look at your smile, how much melancholy is hidden in it. A melancholy child can interpret his world into such a prosperous world, so loneliness is nothing.
Afraid of being left out, afraid of being ignored, and afraid of a certain tone.
The sky is always gray and drizzling. I like this kind of breath. It can bring you to live in my heart. I can put my heart to you. Missing you is the deep feeling after being drunk. I forgot to watch. A clearly intoxicated look.
One kind of leisure and two kinds of sorrow. We are all too stupid and stupid to confuse each other. We all live well for each other. If we can in this life, this will be the most beautiful legend. It's just that we are still on the road, and there is no return on this road. We are stopping and having fun, and the scenery is like flowers.
Time has finally forgotten us. We need to return and understand how difficult it is for each other. Missing each other quietly blends into the solution of life and bleaches the whole life. Please believe that we have no regrets.
Instead of logic, I am always determined. Memories are the best gift I can give you.
Quietly, a person has to leave a place. He is used to separation and reunion, so he cherishes every time we spend together. This makes us understand that you cannot afford to hurt some people.
Night, every night, I look deeply at the stars and the moon, a beautiful legend, bright and quiet, making our hearts tightly connected.
No matter where you are in the future, no matter what time you are, please remember that we have all walked through it together. This life is also so gorgeous, and it is not wasted.
On the day we meet again, let’s do romantic things together.
How will I spend my youth in three years? China Railway. In my impression, every place China Railway I passed by on the train is not a prosperous place. Maybe three years from now, I can develop a character, a kind of stability, a kind of temperament that can withstand loneliness. I don’t know if I can sit in front of the screen like this in the future and tell my heart bit by bit. I don’t know if anyone will come to see me. I don’t know if I will go crazy. Maybe I can persist. Three years later, we will still be the same.
I don’t know, but I won’t be very sad or troubled. When you choose a path, you must take it well. The people you meet, the things you encounter, and society are all the same that we have to experience. Then Come on, no matter how realistic it is, I still have to face it with a good attitude.
Words are a kind of power. Along the way, I have hidden myself in words, but I have never stepped out of myself. I am not the only one who has worked hard for so many years. Learn to be grateful, learn to be tolerant, and learn to accept. You understand. What you want in your heart is what you want for a lifetime, for the rest of your life.
I will devote all my hard work and sweat to repay those who care about me.
I will live up to your high expectations and face everything in the future with an optimistic attitude. Thank you to my friends and brothers who have accompanied me along the way. You are my comfort.
And my relatives and lovers, you should take good care of yourselves and pay attention to your health.
This is not like a farewell, there is no sadness, let this drizzle lift all my worries, I will walk a good path, not to let you down, and be worthy of my conscience.
The text is coming to an end. Perhaps this is the most words I have ever written in a diary. When I finished writing, I let out a long sigh.
Finally, I want to say, please believe me, my heart, you understand, I am always here!