A sad copy of love

1. The depth of a finger turns the most beautiful story of the years into wordless silence, into an aloof temper, and the plum blossoms fall, leaving me alone in the snow and ice. Some thoughts, locked in the bottom of the abyss, don't talk, don't talk, so we have to use a pen to describe the lonely mood of life!

2. Youth is a beautiful sadness. Those cities with flat faces and haggard faces all fell in the wheel of fate. From then on, people who pass by will turn around in different fates and crawl in different scars. Did you cry when the train rumbled and crushed our beautiful youth?

3. Love and life are so fucking pathetic. I also want a nest where I can live in peace of mind and someone to hug when I go home. When a person has survived the most difficult time, he no longer wants to look for support, and anyone is a burden.

4. The streamer is easy to throw people, cherry red and banana green. The years passed quietly in the spring of Qiu Lai, and time drifted away in the blooming and falling of flowers.

I am no longer afraid of darkness and cold. Winter will come and pass. They all say we have to wait until dawn, but it will be dark at dawn. Now I am no longer afraid of the dark, because I know I can do many things in the dark. The whole world is waiting, maybe waiting for a corner, maybe waiting for someone, but no one knows if they will wait. Put on clothes when it is cold, turn on the light when you are afraid of the dark, do what you like when you wait, and live up to yourself if you can't wait.

6. It is a faint sadness to miss you, and the moist breath in my eyes is also blurring the picture of this thing being transformed. It seems that I haven't been so depressed for a long time, and the agreement of falling in love at that moment is fixed in my mind.