Okay, actually... I also discovered it
But... Mine is different, Gaga~~
Showing off you
And that someone... I meet him every day^^
Tired, stressed, and degraded... I was admitted to the exam... I was so nervous that I cried a lot after the exam...
Then why didn't you tell me that you cried><
You>< are indeed boring
After searching for a long time, I finally found where to write a comment, but I don't know how to return to the previous page...
The day after your monthly exam is very free...
Er...```Xiao Qi?
Coincidentally...``My friends also call me that.
Hehe...
The song Ruoxianxi is not actually written by Houxian
PS Why can't I log in? What should I do?
PS, I feel the same, cool. Your dream is great. There are moments that we can't enjoy. We can only see others like this. I think it's pretty good now. At least it's over, so I have enough time to miss you. I only know how precious friends are. No matter which school or class I'm in, without you, I'm always boring and hateful. If a boy says I'm pretty, I'll be happy. Because I'm so shallow and I like compliments. But you're not here. No matter how many people say this, I won't be relaxed. Real relaxation is different. The only thing I feel now is that I miss my friends intensely. My courage in the past was all because my friends supported me from behind. In fact, I didn't have that much courage. It was just because of you. Now I feel like my youth has completely passed. I can only express my feelings. I will not think about Key strongly. I will just miss it forever. I will not ask for what I will do. What will Key say? I have not thought about it because it is too far away and too rare. I only need to think like this to cool you. I don't know. In fact, I have already understood that I was not him when I was young. You will remember this affectionate compliment. When we were acting domineering, we made a lot of noise and talked about our sorrows to each other. We were imprisoned and couldn't escape. Maybe there would be no use in escaping, so we had to stay calm. You have always been an enviable person, Ryo. I don't know how much I envy you. You have the perseverance to do what you work hard to achieve, and then succeed. Continue your wishes. I always have many dreams, one by one, too many, and then give up one by one. I wander aimlessly, my eyes are dull, and I am lazy and nervous. You can imagine my determination to work hard, but we are still friends even though our personalities are very different. You may not know my envy... You may know what I mean, because I can't say it anymore. I will post it below your article and send you Duan Xiaowu's words. I hope everything will be fine for us.
Imagine us escaping from that library and escaping to the ends of the earth; imagine us sharing freedom, life and left and right headphones; imagine us drinking a glass of juice and living completely different lives from now on... We were born in the confinement of flesh and blood, grew up in the sad battle, and lost each other in the flow of time. And I am cutting open the thick classics, releasing the ink marks that once weighed me down, and turning them into poems. May those dreams that have never been realized be reborn in the most gorgeous and decadent fantasies.
How much she misses junior high school and elementary school now. I miss the thorns, shrimps, seeds and bamboo shoots.
I'm not much better. Touch, don't make me cry.
Who is the needle? I've kind of forgotten
Okay, actually... I also discovered it But... Mine is different, Gaga~~
Showing off you And that someone... I meet him every day^^
Tired, stressed, and degraded... I was admitted to the exam... I was so nervous that I cried a lot after the exam... Then why didn't you tell me that you cried><
You>< are indeed boring
After searching for a long time, I finally found where to write a comment, but I don't know how to return to the previous page...
The day after your monthly exam is very free...
Er...```Xiao Qi? Coincidentally...``My friends also call me that. Hehe...
The song Ruoxianxi is not actually written by Houxian PS Why can't I log in? What should I do? PS, I feel the same, cool. Your dream is great. There are moments that we can't enjoy. We can only see others like this. I think it's pretty good now. At least it's over, so I have enough time to miss you. I only know how precious friends are. No matter which school or class I'm in, without you, I'm always boring and hateful. If a boy says I'm pretty, I'll be happy. Because I'm so shallow and I like compliments. But you're not here. No matter how many people say this, I won't be relaxed. Real relaxation is different. The only thing I feel now is that I miss my friends intensely. My courage in the past was all because my friends supported me from behind. In fact, I didn't have that much courage. It was just because of you. Now I feel like my youth has completely passed. I can only express my feelings. I will not think about Key strongly. I will just miss it forever. I will not ask for what I will do. What will Key say? I have not thought about it because it is too far away and too rare. I only need to think like this to cool you. I don't know. In fact, I have already understood that I was not him when I was young. You will remember this affectionate compliment. When we were acting domineering, we made a lot of noise and talked about our sorrows to each other. We were imprisoned and couldn't escape. Maybe there would be no use in escaping, so we had to stay calm. You have always been an enviable person, Ryo. I don't know how much I envy you. You have the perseverance to do what you work hard to achieve, and then succeed. Continue your wishes. I always have many dreams, one by one, too many, and then give up one by one. I wander aimlessly, my eyes are dull, and I am lazy and nervous. You can imagine my determination to work hard, but we are still friends even though our personalities are very different. You may not know my envy... You may know what I mean, because I can't say it anymore. I will post it below your article and send you Duan Xiaowu's words. I hope everything will be fine for us. Imagine us escaping from that library and escaping to the ends of the earth; imagine us sharing freedom, life and left and right headphones; imagine us drinking a glass of juice and living completely different lives from now on... We were born in the confinement of flesh and blood, grew up in the sad battle, and lost each other in the flow of time. And I am cutting open the thick classics, releasing the ink marks that once weighed me down, and turning them into poems. May those dreams that have never been realized be reborn in the most gorgeous and decadent fantasies.
How much she misses junior high school and elementary school now. I miss the thorns, shrimps, seeds and bamboo shoots. I'm not much better. Touch, don't make me cry.