The Song of Si’er

The article is still good, the article was written 12 years ago

My phone was stolen and then I ordered something like this?

When everyone around you is gone, forgetting is a blessing

Is this life a blessing or a misfortune?

Those who have gone back have gone back, but those who are left still have to continue to recall the past. A rainstorm and a dream. I don't know if there was love in Si'er's life. Perhaps, the relationship between her and her husband was really not love. It was a kind of mutual companionship, a clear understanding of the heart, and an ordinary confidant. It was not love. At this time, I still stubbornly believed that it was not love. Perhaps the man in the article has never found anyone who should warm his heart in this life. Si'er is too stupid and too smart. She knows what she should do, what she should want, and what she shouldn't do. When life passed away, she looked at it too rationally. Perhaps, there were too many partings in her life and she became numb. Just when I was dancing with my water sleeves, couldn't I still recall the man who warmed me at that time? Perhaps, it has long been forgotten and frozen. Memory is a gate. Once it is opened, it can never be closed again.

Zhang li man yi

A touch of articles, a touch of sadness, a touch of tears in my heart.

Maybe this kind of life can be considered complete.

A glass man as calm as water! Like!

Looking back at this desolate place, there was neither wind nor rain. . .