A Story

People who live in stories need the comfort of stories more

Generally speaking, although it can make some people feel, it is too fatal.

I would like to thank my friends for their support, both those I know and those I don't know. Although we may be far apart, we can be so close for a moment. I am very satisfied with such a moment in my life. The sky here last night was beautiful, the stars were faint, as if a lover was telling the love words in my ears, so far away, like the string of a kite that would break if you are not careful, make you cherish it even more. Some of the touches in life are so sudden and there is no reason. Posting this story has given me much more gain than I thought. Perhaps close friends are countless parallel lines. One day, everyone will meet at a point, and then continue their lonely journey. Let this article serve as a song of life, so that those equally lonely and lonely souls can feel a trace of warmth, as if they are no longer alone for a moment!

Two women? A woman? The real you, the unreal you. Why do we always like to put on a mask, so strange that we don't even recognize ourselves. Why can't the true thoughts in my heart be expressed with the real you, but instead with the illusory us, speak out coyly and shyly? Reserved? Shy? Or does Confucianism teach us to be restrained? Maybe your waiting is also waiting for you. People are really stupid animals. Why do you have to wait until the day of death to know that both parties love each other? Poignant love? What is love? Is it a feeling? What kind of feeling is love? I don't understand Three apples are easy to digest, but saying "I love you" with the same amount of calories is by no means as simple as eating an apple. Maybe he doesn't have the courage to say "I love you", maybe he doesn't know if he "loves you" yet, maybe he is so stupid that he doesn't know what "love" is at all, maybe... But, you can feel that he cares about you and doesn't want to lie to you, even a little bit of well-intentioned deception... Bless you, you will eventually be able to see the moonlight when the clouds clear Someone once asked me: "What do you believe in?" I said: "I believe in feelings~~"

My heart has not been excited for a long time, but the words you wrote made me feel my blood beating. Is this a good emotion? Isn't it bad? Maybe God has the answer. But I know that from now on I will worry about you, because of the princess' loneliness and the princess' melancholy. We have known each other for almost a year. It can be said that my current existence is entirely because of your appearance, princess, and because of the princess's strange yet familiar care. Do you believe what I said? Don't believe it? Maybe it doesn't matter, what matters is what I can do for you. I haven't thought about doing something for someone for a long time, and today I want to do something for you for no reason. It hurts me to think about this. The reason for the pain is that I can't do anything for you at all. The only thing I can do is to ask you to be happy. Princess, can you agree to this small request of mine?

I always yearn for a pair of balanced and stretched wings, small and thin, flying wet in rainy days, free and easy with moisture, moisture, like my eyes, ___ the sad smiling eyes in my heart My wings, the wings that fly low, are scattered in the moisture, leaving only the lonely towering wings.

For a moment, I thought I had poured out what was in my heart! I thought it came from my ten fingers! Just thought, so no! But I still feel vivid! So I know that everything I say is redundant!

I don't know what to say to you, sadness keeps permeating around you and me!!! Like the swirling wind and snow!! The cold is coming in waves! We have no way to resist, and we cannot resist!! Maybe we just don't want to resist! ·· Some people say: I need those subtle and sensitive pains to resist the whistling numbness... Yes, maybe we are the same! We all have sensitive and fragile hearts. We need to be moved, need to be sad, and need everything that can bring fluctuations in our hearts! The only thing we fear is the void. One is the emptiness of not understanding anything, not wanting to understand anything, and having nothing... Facing you, I often think that there are many things that go without saying, and you will definitely understand them!!! Even though we are far apart in life, our hearts are so close... So close that I don't know whether I should keep some distance from you, because the harm is everywhere... I often think that life in college should be beautiful. Even in my dreams, I will appear in the bright classroom, looking at the gentle wind outside the window, the evergreen trees on both sides of the classroom, and the students with endless ideals and pursuits walking by the quiet lake carrying guitars. That kind of life is destined to be far away from me!! 1 I can only keep struggling in the bustling city and running for life... Or I can keep spreading my fruits in the countryside and looking forward to my harvest... What I didn't expect was that your heart would be so sad... In my ideal world... Some people say that there is no good or evil in human beings, and that happiness and joy all come from the day after tomorrow. Is this really true? Is it possible that your sadness also comes from my ideal world? I think not. Sadness, maybe it comes from being born? No one can change, except ourselves... But do we have the ability to change? I don't know and I don't want to know. Maybe we don't want to change at all and don't want to fight against it... This age should be happy... Why aren't we???? I went home and told my dad that I was very unhappy. I dislike people outside more and more, because I think they are worldly. Although I am like this too, my dad told me that it is not easy for people to live in this world, so we should have two faces at the same time. Even though one of them is false, we don't like it ourselves. But we still have to do this. Because we have to survive. If we want to survive in this secular society, we must treat them in a secular way. There is nothing we can do... The important thing is that deep in our hearts, there is still a place of quick cleansing... That should be it!!!! After all, this is how they got here... Finally, I really hope you can be happy... We often talk about happiness to bless others, but can happiness be a blessing? Can happiness be given? I have no idea. Perhaps many times, we fail to understand what we really want? How can I find happiness for myself... But no matter what, the blessing in my heart is real... Isn't it?