I remember the inexplicable melancholy I felt when I first read "Spring is warm and the flowers are blooming", and then I savored the plain words like a treasure, over and over again, and I never seemed to get bored. It's silly to think about it. Even though I like it so much, I have never searched for any information about it on the Internet. Maybe I care too much and hope that it can exist at my fingertips so that people can really feel its existence.
I am surprised that a person can grasp such complex emotions so well. It seems that he can say too much in just a shallow tone. There are too many things that I want to say but can't say, and I want to say but can't. Loving someone requires a lot of courage. I don't know if Su Yao has such great courage now, but I still don't. Loving and being loved are very heavy topics. Even if life is wonderful, the weight accumulated in life cannot be dissipated.
Today, three years have passed. I am not sure whether the author who moved me so much is still there, but I still choose to leave a message. Perhaps, the purpose is not to tell you, but to find an excuse for myself to speak, to relieve the inexplicable melancholy.
I can't tell you how much influence childhood has on a person. It's just your subtle fragrance that can make people look back on certain fragments again, maybe it's just a mere similarity, but I'm still melancholy. This kind of melancholy emotion, even if it can be concealed very well on weekdays, cannot withstand the slightest touch. It is not a so-called pain, but it is complicated and difficult to distinguish, like a huge stone pressing on my heart, unable to move away.
Su Yao, the man who makes a living whom he has never met before.
Hope all is well with you.
It seems like a very calm article. The writing style is the same as "Spring Blossoms".
I read it in the morning. I think if you watch it on a not-so-hot afternoon, it will be as comfortable and comfortable as sipping a cup of light tea.
Does Su Yao love his father very much? The emotion in the words is so overwhelming.
I admit, I first saw spring flowers blooming
I want to get close to you for no reason
In the end, I saw that you were uncomfortable communicating with strangers and had to give up.
Maybe I really miss Beijing too much…
I really can't ignore what the person above said, because it seems like she has already said most of what I want to say...
It seems that I am not very good at comforting people. If I am pretty, I would just watch those in Japanese dramas...
But, I always feel like this is it..
I can't do great love, so until Xiaodujichang's calculations, I can forgive whom, but I forget to forgive whom.
Forgive me, I seem to be a little confused...
Author's reply:
Sometimes, we can't ask for too much, just a little bit, maybe we will be very happy.
Xiaobo said that you can still live well without memory, but I need memory.
Those things that happened a long time ago, no matter how unbearable, are all my own. Without them, I would not have myself. Because if you love those you love very much, you will have the courage to love your own life.
When you love someone, you become very courageous. I really like this sentence about spring flowers blooming. I feel very moved T-T. I feel that anyone who can write things so calmly and calmly must be a person who knows how to forgive. Keiko, come on... The author's reply:
I'm honored to meet someone who takes things seriously like you. At least you understand. Hope you are happy too.
Are you too attached to the past? Should you let go appropriately? Are you punishing yourself for the faults of others?
Author's reply:
Probably so.
I remember the inexplicable melancholy I felt when I first read "Spring is warm and the flowers are blooming", and then I savored the plain words like a treasure, over and over again, and I never seemed to get bored. It's silly to think about it. Even though I like it so much, I have never searched for any information about it on the Internet. Maybe I care too much and hope that it can exist at my fingertips so that people can really feel its existence. I am surprised that a person can grasp such complex emotions so well. It seems that he can say too much in just a shallow tone. There are too many things that I want to say but can't say, and I want to say but can't. Loving someone requires a lot of courage. I don't know if Su Yao has such great courage now, but I still don't. Loving and being loved are very heavy topics. Even if life is wonderful, the weight accumulated in life cannot be dissipated. Today, three years have passed. I am not sure whether the author who moved me so much is still there, but I still choose to leave a message. Perhaps, the purpose is not to tell you, but to find an excuse for myself to speak, to relieve the inexplicable melancholy. I can't tell you how much influence childhood has on a person. It's just your subtle fragrance that can make people look back on certain fragments again, maybe it's just a mere similarity, but I'm still melancholy. This kind of melancholy emotion, even if it can be concealed very well on weekdays, cannot withstand the slightest touch. It is not a so-called pain, but it is complicated and difficult to distinguish, like a huge stone pressing on my heart, unable to move away. Su Yao, the man who makes a living whom he has never met before. Hope all is well with you.
It seems like a very calm article. The writing style is the same as "Spring Blossoms". I read it in the morning. I think if you watch it on a not-so-hot afternoon, it will be as comfortable and comfortable as sipping a cup of light tea. Does Su Yao love his father very much? The emotion in the words is so overwhelming.
I admit, I first saw spring flowers blooming I want to get close to you for no reason In the end, I saw that you were uncomfortable communicating with strangers and had to give up. Maybe I really miss Beijing too much… I really can't ignore what the person above said, because it seems like she has already said most of what I want to say... It seems that I am not very good at comforting people. If I am pretty, I would just watch those in Japanese dramas... But, I always feel like this is it.. I can't do great love, so until Xiaodujichang's calculations, I can forgive whom, but I forget to forgive whom. Forgive me, I seem to be a little confused... Author's reply: Sometimes, we can't ask for too much, just a little bit, maybe we will be very happy.
Xiaobo said that you can still live well without memory, but I need memory. Those things that happened a long time ago, no matter how unbearable, are all my own. Without them, I would not have myself. Because if you love those you love very much, you will have the courage to love your own life. When you love someone, you become very courageous. I really like this sentence about spring flowers blooming. I feel very moved T-T. I feel that anyone who can write things so calmly and calmly must be a person who knows how to forgive. Keiko, come on... The author's reply: I'm honored to meet someone who takes things seriously like you. At least you understand. Hope you are happy too.
Are you too attached to the past? Should you let go appropriately? Are you punishing yourself for the faults of others? Author's reply: Probably so.