A circle is never round.
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Buddha said. It took 500 years to look back on past lives before two people passed each other in this life.
We ... just you and me. We've been together for a year. Along the way. We walked together.
Gift. Like a warm and lasting light. Projected on our lonely twilight city.
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Sky. Large clouds are flowing overhead. When I miss you. He looked up and smiled.
In the past Review all sources and returns. It's ... neat. Distant and sad
Cherry blossoms fall on the cherry trees. Memories and melancholy are scattered in the middle of the night.
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Words. It's just embellished with emotions. When time goes by. Whether we still exist.
Time. Enter a narrow tunnel. In the dark. Emit a little fluorescence that belongs to memory.
So ... Existence. Let everything be taken for granted. And cherish it. Make everything simple.
spend freely
If the front is unknown, select. We must choose to stay where we are Still moving forward.
Sometimes. We passed on the address we missed. On the other side of the blue sky. We always owe a goodbye.
They were ... taken away by time. Only ourselves are still in the corner of the city. Walk silently. Live silently.
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Passing by. Our times. Everything is just passing by. Only you. Is the deepest memory.
I see. Nothing lasts forever. So ... every moment of our existence. Especially important.
Walk over. The meaning of existence. We are together. Cross the sea. Walk through the mulberry field. We spent four seasons.
Land (dry)
Light. The sea at night. Dim moonlight. A faint starlight. The memory of chasing is floating.
Impression. Mysterious. Loneliness. Fantastic scenery. After waking up. Still stuck in my mind. Waiting for the passage of time.
Flowers are tired. Grass is a green dream. Chasing flowers in early summer. Xinfeng Yunyong. Mountain fire. It is raining. Autumn is silent. Huaming. Disturbed.
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Dawn in our lifetime. Leave a little bit of happiness and a little bit of sadness.
We'll talk about it later. After many years. When we miss it. We will still keep the original impression.
Yes I will keep that in mind. In this warm moment. In a warm space. Thank you for your trip. You are my company.
Everything. All this is precious. The road after this. Anyway. We continue as before. Never again.
Prose and Poetry in Memories 2 Memories are always beautiful, so beautiful that we can't find the original existence.
Everything seems to have never been owned, and all that remains after things change is fragments of the past.
A person's empty room, a person's sad music, a person quietly staring at the display screen in a daze,
The soul shuttles through the night like an elf, but it can't find its way back. ......
The crowds are surging, and the noisy street lamps are flashing neon, but it seems that they don't belong to this world.
My own world is so scarred that I can't even shed tears. ......
Sometimes I really feel that the world is unfair and incomprehensible. If I really did something wrong,
Why can't you find out where you are wrong? Even if it is punished, I think it is enough!
If you really have to suffer so much, you can keep up with the pace of time and walk to the starting point of happiness.
If you can, it's enough for me to bear alone.
I don't know why so many things happened, but I was really too bitter to cry, so I cried loudly.
There are no tears to shed, only heartbreaking pain. ......
Why are there so many things? Always like this. Just press it for a second?
If you can let go of one thing by crying, it must be crying until dark, and tears can bury the whole universe.
I hope my life can be calmer, but why is it so difficult?
I also hope my family can be safe, which is my greatest wish, but it always makes me feel uncertain.
Maybe everyone will have too many disappointments at home, but I always can't find the exit.
I'm at a loss, and I'm afraid to even call home and hear things that break my heart.
When I see a phone call from home, I will be instinctively sensitive, because I know it must be an ominous sign. ......
I don't know how much I want to escape. Maybe if I don't know anything, I can live without feeling.
But I love my family so much that my heart hurts, and tears will fall when I think of my parents.
This is the only reason I can cry. I hate that I am nothing and can't help anything.
If there is anything I can do, I just want my family to live a better life and a quiet life.
I know that my efforts are futile, and I don't want to blame anyone, and I don't want to investigate whose fault it is.
I just hope everyone will get through it well. I just ask God to give me a chance to recover and a happy wish.
Give the wrong person another chance to look back. If I want to be punished, if I can, I am willing to bear all the sins alone.
Give all my happiness and happiness to my family, I can give up everything, I can bear everything.
Willing to give everything, including his own life. I will do anything if I have the right to exchange. ......
Heartache is weak, and I feel that I can't find a way to escape. ......
Why do people all over the world turn their backs on me at this time?
Those past years are as clear as yesterday, and scenes pass by before my eyes. Why can't I feel the residual temperature?
The closest person to me, my closest person and my closest friend, why are you hard behind my back?
Pierce my heart with a sharp knife? Do you know how painful that is? Smash all my last hopes?
Why? I can't find the answer all the time, and my heart hurts so much that I can't breathe. Why am I the only one at this time?
You don't need to understand, you don't need to understand, you don't need comfort and support. Just why?
I don't understand. I can't understand. ......
Really tired, a person in the dark, dead of night, silently counting his own sadness,
I dare not stay in the crowd, for fear that my injury will be so naked, and the more noisy it is, the more painful it will be.
All the injuries in the world are not my fault, and all the charges are accumulated on me.
I left a wound on my back, but I'm still looking for a reason to try to understand.
I don't want to explain anything, but I feel ridiculous and sad. ......