Yes, the purpose of staying in this city is to be with you. I have experienced many years of wind and rain.
Finally lost to the triviality of plain life, which is ridiculous.
I don't know why, I suddenly felt a little sad when I heard the news.
I unconsciously thought of Donye. S song:
In a city full of singing and dancing
I can't help looking back at my city.
What I have will be lost.
His naivety and my stubbornness
Has become history.
The dreary days of breaking the city
She wants to find the thorns of life.
Life is like this. Not as good as poetry.
Turn around and hit reality. That's the only way
He is still arrogant about reality.
Waiting for the beautiful story to be corrupted.
The last good dream faded away.
& gt& gt& gt& gt
At midnight, I couldn't help asking Pumpkin: When Eggplant broke up with you, did you ever think about why? Really don't love love, love is gone?
The pumpkin sighed and said that sometimes love is a strange thing. I can't feel it when I have it, but it is so turbulent when I lose it.
She has a bad appetite and always likes cold food.
At night, she likes to put the quilt on her back. When it rains, her elbows will be very sour.
Knowing that you are not fat, you are always clamoring to lose weight.
If you don't sleep at twelve o'clock, you will be very anxious.
Ironically, these little details that I clearly know have never been cared about when we are together. On the contrary, I can still remember it clearly after separation.
Sometimes I think, if I can be more careful and proactive when I find problems, will the outcome be different?
I always feel that we love each other enough, so I feel dull for a long time, but I ignore that girls don't need love to nourish them all the time. If you don't water her regularly, she will wither.
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After listening, I teased him: you boys are quarterbacks on Monday morning. If I know this, why should I know it? Knowing that she needs love, why don't you express it?
Pumpkin: That's why there are so many couples who lose to reality in this world. No one is born with this ability. Not all efforts will change, just like no matter how good I am to her, she will still pretend not to see it.
Don't talk too much, breaking up is breaking up, and the big deal is that I silently propose a toast to the past.
Then what love is gone forever? I can't help but accept his words.
Yes, no matter how much you love, you won't look back, because you can't stay if you want to leave, and you can't drive away if you want to stay.
Accept your fate? Go back to your hometown? I hate to ask.
Going back to my hometown is also because I stayed in this place for too long and lost my sense of belonging, or it is precisely because my home in my heart is gone.
The conversation ended in the long night, and the song in my ear was still circulating.
Looking for something to write, I turned to a page that said: There are many ways to say goodbye, some choose to quarrel, and some choose to hug. I would rather turn around and cry into a dog than hug each other again with a smile. I can't shake hands with you, because after all, you chose to leave me in a relationship, but I hope that one day I can forgive myself in the past and only remember each other's good.
I also want to give this passage to pumpkin, to all you who are injured in love. Their story is over, and you are experiencing countless stories.
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Separated lovers always hold the mentality of "I want to be with you all my life" at the beginning of love.
In the end, all your passion and love are consumed by time, and only leaving is the best ending.
So there was the sentence in the lyrics of Later.
"Later, I finally learned how to love. Unfortunately, you have already gone away and disappeared into the sea of people."
So, don't let what you lose become the most important thing in your memory, learn to cherish what you have at this moment.
An old friend once wrote this passage, which is very suitable for the end of all breakup stories:
There are too many people who are used to cursing their damn love hundreds of times when they are lovelorn. Everyone will have moments of despair, disappointment and pain, just like falling into a valley. It's no use calling you.
It is rare to hear the echo, scream and cry in the valley at the moment of falling. You don't believe that you will die, but you can fly higher in the clouds without fear.
No one can save you, only yourself.
No one can teach you how to love, but you can learn by yourself.
When one day you suddenly start to laugh from your heart, you are noisy, but you are also determined to care about his food and rice and think about each other's health.
Rely on but firm protection, only to find that you can still be black and blue, blood resurrected, and your soul can still stand in front of people.
What are you waiting for? Hold his hand. Isn't this the best time?
Chapter 10 of the breakup story series ends, and the breakup story comes to an end.
Looking forward to your return, this column can give you more excitement.