Once sucked deeply into the lungs like air, but the pale in memory slowly reflects the fickleness … People say that the silence of night is just to foil the desolation of the heart. The desolation of the heart is only to give comfort to the silent night … the dream of emptiness, the tender heart, is only for waiting. If I can, I’d rather be a tail fish and enjoy only seven seconds of memory! The feeling of not being lonely should be the best, but life will come back several times? I’m tired, in this game, maybe the ending has already been written, maybe giving up is eternal. I woke up in a dream and met in a hurry, but I was in love with a line that I didn’t know the distance. I missed it and was always the most beautiful, but if I chose to leave, I would forget about everything.! The love once pursued with all one’s heart and one’s heart is always pursued, thinking that as long as one grasps it tightly, there will be a gorgeous curtain call. However, some things, such as sand, will catch more tightly and flow faster.. Early to listen to others say, heart, will die, I always disagree, I think nothing can make me helpless and break my heart except my family, but god is like this, torturing you but not giving you a hint, he will give you a surprise and let you lose miserably and miserably…. Silent with a wry smile, because the heart died, also choked up to think good dialogue, the hot heart receded from the temperature bit by bit, finally understand, sadness, because too much pursuit of the wrong things. When I heard some words, it was not as painful as I thought. It was me who changed? Still learned to let go? Sometimes think about it, there’s nothing that can make people stumble all their lives. As long as the end of the world doesn’t come, there’s no reason to be unhappy, maybe occasionally there will be some small emotions, but those may have gradually faded from the position of life’s backbone. Maybe occasionally I will hear a song and feel heartache, but I will never put my heart in those things again. Maybe occasionally I will regret that I was not sure about it, but those who may have been sealed in my heart, occasionally sad, just to let it breathe… Say the most vulgar, the past is like the wind, blowing through, tomorrow is still worth your smile, no hesitation, no need to deliberately explain what to who, silence is sometimes not wrong, people who know you, don’t say they also know you, people who don’t know you, just omit it! There is no one who is the full stop of his life, as long as he learns to be a person and learn to be strong the next day.!