It's psychologically depressing, and it's a rare one among the big stories.
Aman, when are you going to make a fuss?
I want to make friends with you
burst into tears
Hey, this is my first time reading a big Danmei article, and I feel a little bit sad. I missed it for three years or something (no, this is a weird tone)
"In this world, finally he is no longer the only one who laughs and cries to himself."
Seeing this, I suddenly felt very happy. It was the kind of heart that finally broke the shackles and died in the sky without any hesitation. Will, you willful child, please be willful to the end.
I have remembered this poem for a long time and I like it very much, but I always feel a little sad when I think about it.
I don't quite remember who wrote it, but I remember that he seemed to have committed suicide not long after he finished it.
It's just that I love the phrase "facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming"
Just like the big words, I also remember them deeply in my mind
We have a heart as beautiful as a flower
Full of thirty-six thousand colors
Sometimes I ride my bicycle to the MRT station in the morning
face the sun
I would say to myself with a smile like this
A heart as beautiful as a flower
Full of thirty-six thousand colors
Good luck my dear, good luck to me today too
Has my wife stopped writing at all? What a pity?
It's psychologically depressing, and it's a rare one among the big stories.
Aman, when are you going to make a fuss? I want to make friends with you burst into tears
Hey, this is my first time reading a big Danmei article, and I feel a little bit sad. I missed it for three years or something (no, this is a weird tone)
"In this world, finally he is no longer the only one who laughs and cries to himself." Seeing this, I suddenly felt very happy. It was the kind of heart that finally broke the shackles and died in the sky without any hesitation. Will, you willful child, please be willful to the end.
I have remembered this poem for a long time and I like it very much, but I always feel a little sad when I think about it. I don't quite remember who wrote it, but I remember that he seemed to have committed suicide not long after he finished it. It's just that I love the phrase "facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming" Just like the big words, I also remember them deeply in my mind We have a heart as beautiful as a flower Full of thirty-six thousand colors Sometimes I ride my bicycle to the MRT station in the morning face the sun I would say to myself with a smile like this A heart as beautiful as a flower Full of thirty-six thousand colors Good luck my dear, good luck to me today too
Woc loves it so much, the whole circle is closed
Oh my god, why are there so many locked?
Madam, come back soon!!!
Dad, long time no see you