Suppose I die.
Do relatives want to help me put on white clothes?
Doesn't white represent death?
White represents holiness?
Let me confess.
Go to rehab?
Will there be one less melancholy person in this world?
A patient?
People who love me cry for me?
Clap for people who hate me?
For a dead man?
Love and hate?
It doesn't matter anymore?
Suppose I die.
Beautiful pigeons must fly over me?
So I can leave in peace?
This is the last wish?
My last tear will make the deserted garden blossom?
Does the sound of hooves have to be quiet?
Listen to the wind sing?
Must the waves stop?
Listen to me tell the last story about love?
Suppose I die.
I won't donate my organs?
I'm not that great?
I still want to stay beautiful?
Keep paying attention to the world without me?
Ear up and listen to the footsteps of underground earthworm ants?
Keep your skin and feel the temperature of the earth and rivers?
Leave a heart that stops beating?
Feeling dead?
Walking on the road these days, I always feel that you are standing not far away staring at me, suddenly turning around and trying to rush to your side, only to find that you are a stranger I have never seen before. That faint pain, once again from the deepest part of my heart churned out. Look at everything around, suddenly remind of another Tomb-Sweeping Day. You are always so tolerant and kind, but you don't know that this is the most painful memory left for me? Why let my heart break bit by bit in my thoughts of you? I met you in countless dreams and held you. I begged you not to go in countless dreams. In my dream, you always looked at me silently and left me resolutely. How many nights, you made me cry in my dream, and the tears at the top of my voice seemed to become more salty. There seems to be an unspeakable taste, which is missing. You said how salty the tears should be, and this yearning has passed through me. This is a legend that makes miracles disappear. Now I don't know whether I am dead or alive. Bad luck and hardships make me wander in the sea of pain. For such a long time, I can't get rid of any form of heartbreaking pain, and this kind of pain is fresher every time ...
Crying doesn't mean I give in;
Taking a step back doesn't mean I give up;
Letting go doesn't mean I give up;
Smiling doesn't mean I'm happy!
We always like to verify others' promises to us, but we always ignore our own debts.
Go in the farthest direction-even if the road ahead is confused;
Hope for the best-even if there is no water;
Stick to the strongest will-even if the knife is on fire;
Prepare for the worst-even if you start all over again.
Don't talk to me about ideals, quit!
Don't forget what you once had;
Cherish what you have;
Do not give up what belongs to you;
What is lost, keep memories;
What you want, you must work hard;
But the most important thing is to cherish yourself!
Going to a place and missing a place are all because of the people there, not the scenery there. A city will be associated with itself because there are people like yourself and people you can't let go of. Many times, I like others, but she doesn't know; More often, I hurt others unconsciously.
Like is a touch of love; Love, but deep love ... even if it is hopeless. ...
Do something wrong-correct it;
Sad-crying;
Tired-look back;
Tired of living-have a rest;
Despair-helplessness.
Before love begins, you can never imagine loving someone like that;
You can never imagine that love will disappear before it is over;
Before love is forgotten, you can never imagine, and unforgettable love will only leave a faint trace;
You can never imagine that you can find that kind of love again before it starts again.
No matter where I am, I am only a turn away from you.
Lonely, lonely company ...
Time can filter out people who really care. ...
In the world of love, no one is sorry for anyone, only those who don't know who to cherish!
Love and hate should be spoken out loud, because you never know which will come first, tomorrow or the accident!
Life is like chewing gum. After a long time, it will be boring. If you feel boring, you will want to give up. No matter where you put it, it will leave an indelible mark.
The three most romantic words are not "I love you", but "together".
Lonely because of missing someone, gentle because of loving someone;
Because I have a dream, I am persistent, and I am tortured by waiting for someone.
I want to fulfill my promise. .....
Is to bury love
Still love to bury?
Maybe; Did death bring peace?
Now I think of bonfires?
A crackling sound?
Makes me uneasy?
Like lighting a dry fuse?
Will there be a little noise when the car runs over the open road?
The dream of street lamps seems to have been shattered?
In the night sky?
A pair of sleepy eyes are stung by the wind?
The stars disappeared in the faint prayer?
Streets and water make cities quiet?
Shadows are dyed in large pieces?
Roof paving?
Where is my heart?
Missing spreads with the shadow, just like a small leaf on a climbing vine?
I need you around at this time, okay?
We are silent together. Maybe the background is a big fireplace?
Bookshelves or something?
I just want you to hold my hand, but please don't be surprised to ask me?
Why is it so cold?
The cat in the corner turned over in her sleep?
I lie prone by the window and gently pad my toes?
Bookmark draws a perfect arc in my hand?
Wind and sad feelings are different?
Poetry usually grows in the heart?
Was it taken away by bookmarks in the new green wind?
Is it the salty taste of the sea and your name?
I don't blame you. Am I right or wrong?
It's just that life is different?
Don't say you hate me?
Just the magic of this world?
Maybe it will be distorted?
Maybe you can't express everything in words?
Maybe I can't face your sunny face?
Maybe misunderstanding only time can slowly bleach?
Finally, I chose silence?
Time creaks like old Chai Men?
Keep ringing?
Xiao Mu box with rust on the bolt of oil-paper umbrella?
I can't tell which is older, but it doesn't matter.
Are they as quiet now?
The sun is not biased towards anyone, and there is no time.
Under the peeling wall?
Morning glory in full bloom, nodding off?
You smell lazy all over?
The sun looks affectionately and smiles?
Time flows slowly with a gentle gesture?
A little yawn?
Hit the moon on the treetops?
Have you ever received a letter without the recipient's name?
But the wind says it belongs to me?
So I found a bigger envelope?
Send this letter?
And no recipient's name?
Pack your bags and carry them on your shoulders?
In the afterglow of the sunset, you drag a long shadow like missing?
Night girl?
Is the string moon black?
Devotion?
To get a signal of love?
A stick of incense?
Burning the desire of this life?
A cold wind?
Can't you blow out the flame of love in your heart?
In the lobby?
Cigarettes
Is the knocking sound of wooden fish bright in your ears?
Your rotting smile in the candlelight?
Circle the most beautiful poem in my life?
Get on your knees?
Holding hands in front of Buddha?
Confidence?
You are the destiny of my life?
Well, it's hard to forgive, isn't it?
Empty and cloudy?
Love is hard, sadness is hard to get rid of?
Tears flying in the sky?
It's windy, cold and snowy at night.
Flowers have faded, and it is hard to see the horizon. Chung Shan Man?
How much lovesickness and love?
They say there is no chance in this life. Why do you need to look forward to endless sadness?
Don't mention it again. Stop crying. Sometimes?
Who cares if the wind and frost fall on the shutters sooner or later?
Heartbroken, why three nights of vicissitudes?
Only good dreams linger?
Look back?
I forgot?
Bleak autumn?
Lack of flowers?
In the nameless season?
Blooming quietly?
Spring lost in catkins?
I can't wait?
Some light green?
In a hurry?
Spring out of context?
Write it in a poem?
Breathe?
Are you making progress?
My eyes?
Already watching it?
The starry sky behind?
Can I borrow the canopy?
Keep out the sun?
So my footprints?
Silent?
Hiding in the dirt?
Close your eyes in the back?
Asphyxiation?
At that moment, I cried on my face?
Calling for my distant place?
At that moment, I looked into the distance?
But you can't see the dream hidden in your heart?
The eyes in the back are blurred?
Staring at the distant sky?
However, that's not where I belong?
A heart hidden for a long time?
Are you holding a curved moon?
Tears are still rolling in your eyes?
Have you gone through a face of confusion and sadness?
The road ahead is hard to find?
No end and destination?
Who, who can tell me?
That tearful summer?
Is the hometown still flowing?
The stream where I played when I was a child?
Let me shake your hand?
Hold my hand gently?
Know that missing takes root from now on?
Cloudy day?
The mountains and rivers are solemn and gentle?
Let me shake your hand?
Hold my hand gently?
Time stopped from now on?
Tears merge into a river in my heart?
Is that such a helpless stare?
Can't find it by the ferry?
A flower that can be sent?
Why not pin your blessing on your chest?
What about tomorrow?
Tomorrow is another world?
I'm used to loneliness?
But never?
As painful as now?
When I miss you.
Suddenly feel lonely?
It's like a kite is torn and the thread is not tied properly?
When I miss you.
Can't you appear in front of me?
Is anyone with you?
When I miss you.
Feel so far away?
Can't you hear my heart
When I miss you.
And nobody cares. Nobody cares?
Let the sorrow into the wine sorrow?
When I miss you.
The phone seems to be disconnected?
I've called 1000 times and I can't reach you?
When I miss you.
How I want to see your smiling face.
One look can make me feel at ease?
When I miss you.
I called you for a long time?
Can I only have one dream to continue a relationship?
Maybe time has subverted everything?
Is everything okay with you?
A ferocious mask?
Confused, scared?
A little memory?
Is it some kind of nostalgia for "very early"?
I was holding it in my hand-childhood?
Such a short time?
That brief moment?
But beyond eternity, existence?
What about unforgettable memories?
That era melted into darkness like night?
Can't flash her light now?
Only ashes are left?
Telling the glory of the past burning?
Not much memory?
But did you?
Missing forever?
What else is there?
The fleeting time that no longer exists after experiencing it! ?
You don't have to guess if my heart is true.
My eyes are away from the window, the wind and sand are blowing, and the rain is secretly falling?
Who can feel my powerlessness?
Or ask yourself and answer yourself?
No pain. I'm just a little numb, okay?
Tonight, I only have scars?
Being here is a myth. Who knows what that feels like?
If I love you is a mistake?
I'd rather suffer than correct?
If I love you is a mistake?
I still appreciate God's kindness to me. Is this a disguised punishment?
Don't make me hate myself. Why don't you go?
When you turn to the end of my sight.
I carefully buried you in a tear?
Imagine a thousand years later, Amber?
If there is an afterlife?
I will travel all over Qian Shan, looking for this ancient uniqueness?
Then, put it on your chest
So what?
I dare not bow my head for fear that the tears will fall?
Beat you.
Broke my dream of a thousand years?
Who is there?
Can you tell me if we have wounds everywhere? ?
When promises turn into hurtful conversations?
When the injury blooms in pain?
When everything loses color in front of your eyes?
When there are only lies left in the world.
Who is there?
Can you take me away?
When vows become hard chains?
Waiting for the years to pass?
When the sea mulberry field on both sides?
When persistent persistence turns into strong resentment?
Who is there?
Can take me out of the cycle of fate?
When Meng Shan was in a daze?
When vows are broken in beauty.
When love is just a mirage.
When love is just blood and tears.
Who is there?
Can lead me to find that charming and enchanting dream?
When I was most lonely, I found that only my own soul was with me?
The loneliest time, I know that all I can hug is my body temperature?
Only when you are down and out do you know that you can't live without your left hand and right hand?
When I reached out my hands, I realized that I was the only one in this place?
When I open my eyes, I see that the world is just a cold empty grave?
Who is there?
But do you know that hypocrisy and depravity have already buried all simplicity?
When happiness and pain linger.
When feelings are involved in lies?
When the sea is no longer attached to mulberry fields?
When dreams end at the most beautiful time.
Who is there?
Do you know how far it is forever?
When you were abandoned by the world?
When all I have left in my heart is heartbreaking loneliness?
When you promise to lose yourself.
When the pain becomes extremely obvious.
Who is there?
Can help the helpless I forget?
When lies are exposed in beauty.
When feelings are heartless, you know?
When happiness declines in truth.
When vows are buried by hypocrisy.
Who is there?
Can you erase those toxic sorrows?
When memories become dark wounds in my heart?
When happiness becomes a distant luxury?
When promises are forgotten by time.
When tears burn your face.
Who is there?
Can cross the desolation in my heart?
Time flies, vows and vows?
When the smile covers up the sadness in my heart.
When tears are shattered by bitterness.
When feelings are intoxicated with self-deception?
Who is there?
Can you see the weakness behind my strength?
When blood sets off delicate roses.
When the air is filled with red fragrance.
When the soul withered in despair.
When the mist vaguely reveals the charm of the flowers on the other side?
Who is there?
Can you help me forget you in the next life?
When cruel fate and happiness pass by?
Has it grown forever?
When the vows of eternal love slowly come to an end?
When promised to leave the circle together in the room forever?
Who is there?
Can you take me to the distant lights?
When traditional social morality is pedantic and arrogant?
When the world becomes a cold public opinion group?
When I leave the salty air.
When only a little self-esteem is about to leave the body?
Who is there?
Can you feel my ferocious smile?
When bitterness turns into pain, mixed feelings of pain?
When selfish desires are entangled, is it ferocious?
When everything gathers into a tear after turning around?
When the whole body is like a blood wound, it hurts before you touch it?
Who is there?
Can you tell me what makes me so angry?
Want to look back at the end of the road?
When the heart is near, it will break the three benefits?
When the fierceness makes the grass and the birds whisper, it is amazing?
When the heart is calm, the heart is clean?
Who is there?
Can you really understand that sin is created by heart but not by nature?
Looking back inadvertently?
You wait quietly in the rain with an umbrella?
Eyes full of tenderness?
Looking back suddenly?
Past scenes come to mind?
In the moment of gazing at each other?
You and I are silent?
Have you ever heard of it?
My heart plummeted?
Broken in an instant?
I work so hard for myself?
Looking for a thousand happy excuses?
Want to use these excuses to hide your heart?
That reason that makes me sad?
-Break up with you?
Life is like a play. Play like life?
Laugh at misty rain and red dust in the play; ?
Outside the play, I looked back several times in the Spring and Autumn Period. ?
Life is a play, and we are all just actors. ?
Because there is a script, the play has a beginning and an end, and there are rules. I can't get out of the limitations of the plot and the director's instructions. In order to play your role ...
Why not do this in life? People often say that life is predestined, the cause of past lives and the fruit of this life. It seems that you will always walk in a straight line drawn by fate, and at the end of the line is home ...?
Look at the flowers in the fog, you will never see the traces you have passed, and you will never find the way ahead?
Every step up and down is a mystery. The answer is laughter, sadness, and occasional tears. On a rainy night, it landed alone in a deep corner, but we couldn't tell whether God was crying or ... repenting ...?
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How far is it?
The more you want to see Chu, the more you are at a loss.
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Thank you for the curtain call?
Is the play over?
People are scattered?
Things are different?
Everything is wrong?
The scene that ended?
According to the past, can you see the back of your departure?
.......？
Today, I forgot, forgot that we played a game called love together?
So it's just a story that has been written?
So there's no doubt about the result?
Inadvertently looked up at the bright moonlight?
There is a faint light hidden under the bustling market?
The sports car galloped on the dark runway?
Seems to be chasing the peak of each other's love?
Happy angels have been waiting by the sea?
Waiting for your lover's selfless honesty?
The long breeze didn't stop the chilling cold?
The tacit understanding of darkness and loneliness will wait until tomorrow's sunrise?
Into the gorgeous morning light with a slight warm and soft sunshine?
Is that old tree with lush green leaves still tightly wrapped around ivy?
There is a soft breeze blowing in the blue sky?
A kite with soul mates?
Patiently looking for unfulfilled dreams with the wind?
Changfeng blows people back to the starting point?
Have a long life journey with your lover?
Everything in the world is sacred to love?
Is it possible for exquisite myths to come true?
No one can stop each other's dreams.
I thought, I silently pay she can understand; ?
I thought I was really waiting for her to understand me; ?
I thought she could understand my difficulties and things I was not good at; ?
I thought my view of love could produce a sense of * * * in her heart; ?
I thought she would like me as much as I like her; ?
I feel that when choosing right or wrong, I can face it calmly; ?
I think the present peace has lost my memory, but ...?
Whether, only when I am silent can she hear my heart; ?
Whether, only when my heart breaks, will she touch my pain; ?
Whether, only when I am missing, will she know my existence; ?
Whether, only when I leave, will she see my tears; ?
If she loses it, will she remember my contribution? ?
Whether, only if she has experienced it, will she feel my sadness; ?
Whether, only after she gives up, will she understand my helplessness; ?
Whether, and only when she recalls, can I find my regret. ?
If you don't love me, let me go. I really can't afford to play this emotional game! ?
I just froze and endured the pain and waited?
You hung it there, cold and empty?
Tears dry and eyes dry?
People die when they leave?
You never care whether I cry or laugh.
Hanging and hiding like that?
I'm very ill and in pain, and it's still spreading?
Don't turn on the light when it's dark?
You left the door open?
Why do you have to drive me crazy in front of you?
Do not love me. Let me go?
Don't have fun in my pain and don't leave?
Do not love me. Let me go?
Don't say you love me when I am disheartened?
Do not love me. Let me go?
I don't need anyone to pity my helplessness.
You want to be free, be free.
No one can change anyone anyway.
Just a hidden part of the subconscious?
Now that we are separated, can't we get to know each other?
Excuse me, can you ...?
Maybe it's just that our thinking is very different?
I warned myself, too?
I want to follow your thoughts, practices and opinions?
Everything I do in front of you becomes fragile?
I thought this would have a * * * sound with you. What's the result?
Maybe I'm wrong?
I admit that I have depression?
But I don't think these are all my redundant ideas?
Should we really really reflect on ourselves?
Don't we dislike and regret playing Europe?
In those days, I reflected; ?
I was very sad in those days; ?
In those days, I suffered a lot; ?
In those days, I struggled; ?
At that time, I worked hard; ?
At that time, I had hatred; ?
In those days, I had anxiety; ?
At that time, I was wronged; ?
In those days, I had regrets; ?
At that time, I wanted to commit suicide; ?
In those days, I lived and died; ?
In those days, I was uneasy; ?
In those days, I searched up and down; ?
At that time, I wanted to cry without tears; ?
Those days, I was at a loss; ?
In those days, I prayed for mercy; ?
In those days, my heart ached; ?
At that time, I was worried about blood and tears; ?
In those days, I never laughed; ?
In those days, my heart was trembling; ?
In those days, my heart was bleeding; ?
In those days, I longed for miracles; ?
In those days, I was in deep despair; ?
At that time, my retreat was exhausted; ?
At that time, I ...
It seems that those days were just a price, a symbolic punishment. I know that not everyone treats each other sincerely, and I also know that not everyone only cares about the competition for interests. After vicissitudes of life, their hearts gradually faded, leaving only unbearable decadent and numb memories. ?
Tired of people's superficial smiles, tired of wandering on the edge of pain, saying that I am good at camouflage or hypocrisy, I don't care about other people's comments. In this hypocritical and ethereal world, what if there is one more "walking corpse" to drag out an ignoble existence? ?
I know I just don't want to see the sorrow of this world any more. I also know that I just added a layer of self-protection wall to this world full of Shang Chao, but I know better: being a man depends on your own heart! ?
I once said, sincere friendship, I grasp with my heart, I silently bless them. I hold a normal heart, look at and face everything calmly, and cherish and treat everyone around me with a grateful heart. Whether friends or enemies; Whether it's trust or vigilance, I won't care too much about anything. I think, in this world, no one is wrong, but the world has really changed too much ...?
Gradually, there was no wind in the air, and my thoughts slowly gathered and solidified, losing the smell of blood and gunpowder, and my mood was gently brushed away and piled up in a smokeless season. ............................................................................................................................
I told myself countless times not to write any more, and there was sadness, desolation and pain between the lines. Many friends advised me to change my style, which is so sad. In fact, life is not completely unsatisfactory, and there are still many beautiful things. ?
Here, I think it is necessary to explain. I have never denied the beauty of the world and the kindness of people. I just face this reality and complicated society and express some boring feelings and complaints. I also said that not all people treat each other sincerely, and not all people only care about the competition for interests, just venting. And sometimes, I also like to be decadent alone. ?
It should be admitted that I especially like to surge in melancholy and find my own depth. But I don't know what I want in this hole or what I'm waiting for. It's just that when I kissed the word, I tasted the mixture of reason, sadness and pain mixed in loneliness. When I am far away from words, life becomes bright and numb, and there is nothing but dreams. ?
Perhaps, when I fight for my dream wholeheartedly, I will gradually forget my sadness; Maybe, when I found the true meaning of happiness, I said goodbye to this sentence ...?
I don't know, in this early autumn city, in this season of missing, is it too heavy to consider saying goodbye, or is it just another symbolic beginning? Perhaps, in this journey of dreaming, in the pursuit of love and youth, forgetting is the fatal injury ...?