Endlessly Wordy

I think sometimes people really have two sides. For example, at this time, I felt inexplicably that the world might not be as bright and dazzling as I imagined. Isn't it? Even if you hold the most beautiful thing in your hands, it will still rot and disappear. Isn't it? Sometimes I often look up at the hazy sky. I don't want to see how gray it can get, I just want the tears in my eyes to evaporate and evaporate again. It would be ugly for me to cry like this. Isn't it? I don't want to be who I am in anyone's eyes, I am who I am. But the reality is not what I imagined, is it? Raising my hands above my head, I felt as if I could feel the pulse of time. It was beating non-stop, and it was flowing away silently from the top of my head. Isn't it? When everything passed, I suddenly heard a voice saying silently. He said that if they left, they would never come back again. Never come back, never come back. Isn't it? Conception: