Fortune Telling Collection - Zodiac Analysis - Writing novels at school: description of material grievances and tears.

Writing novels at school: description of material grievances and tears.

Description of grievances and tears

I can't calm myself down, only a wandering footsteps, in my restless mood, surging out of the hot air that is about to expand.

She couldn't figure out when she became so humble.

You can't see her standing next to you in a skirt. Later, you saw her standing in the sea in a skirt.

In fact, I saved your photos and studied your horoscope. I have studied everything you like. I love you more than you think. But I didn't say.

My nose suddenly became sour, my eyes became hot, and my tears fell like beads.

Do you find some people strange? You love me when I love everything in this world, but you don't love me when I love you.

I've swallowed countless slips of my mouth, and it's worth seeing his fair preference for others.

There is a bitter smile floating around the corner of my mouth, which is like swallowing a piece of glass, but I have to endure the blood flowing out of my mouth.

Sometimes I wonder whether you like me as a person, or the feelings I give you, or because I just happen to appear when you need love most.

He withdrew his thoughts, took a deep breath and casually answered the phone.

I almost bit my lip, so I tried not to cry in front of him.

She put down her glass and burst into tears: "You like you because of me, so you trample on me at will.

I didn't mean to blame you, but I felt particularly bored, including those moments when I tried my best to be nice to you.

It seems that he only loves me for a short time.

The order of appearance between people is really important, to accompany you. Drunk people can't take you home.

Her face is unbearably white, her closed eyes are full of tears, and her long eyelashes are trembling like soaking in water.

He felt very uncomfortable, as if there was a huge piece of ice stuck in his heart. No matter how others persuade and comfort him, the ice in his heart can't melt.

My voice seems to be choked by something and I can't say a word.

I don't remember what it's like to be treated gently.

She felt no need to defend herself, because no one would believe her.