Light Rain Is Cooling

Tagore said that people go into the noise in order to forget loneliness. Gentle Even if we love each other as family members, I want to humbly pray that you stay and don't leave me. Her thin high-heeled shoes stepped on my fingers, with the muddy pointed heels after the rain, and stepped hard on the back of my hand. How much hatred did you use and how much strength did you use? I can hear the sound of bones breaking, creaking, like a chair that has lost a screw, swinging unsteadily. I was so painful that tears fell unconsciously, but I couldn't utter a single sob. And you stood beside me, with your hands in your pockets, ignoring everything here. From your indifferent eyes, I can clearly see my embarrassed look. How can you be so cruel that you don't even bother to look at me? The doctor said that I was afraid that my left hand would no longer be able to hold heavy objects. Even when I made a fist when I was angry, it would tremble and hurt. Look, how small people are. I thought I was very strong. I could still wipe away the blood stains on my body after someone pulled out the thorns, and I had to insert them back one by one. It turns out that I am not strong at all, not at all. I am crying. I am crying and inserting the thorn into my body. The old hole has not healed yet, and I have to open a new scar. Nuannuan, please give me a bottle of painkillers. I have been riddled with punctures and scars. It hurts so much that I can cry in my dreams at night. I really thought I could grit my teeth and not cry. GLASS Is there such a person living in your heart? Even if it is a glimpse in the crowd, even if it is a grain of dust in the vicissitudes of life, even to the end of the world, you will never forget that person's appearance, that person's breath, even the streets that that person walked, the shops he stayed in, and the sky that he saw, you remember it clearly and clearly. He Yan, do you know the thorn bird? You should be my piece of thorns, the song I have spent my entire life singing for you. Wenliang, Hewenliang, Hewenliang who cried all night will disappear. Oh, no, I want to kill her because she is too weak. Who am I, you ask? I am Liuli, not the sulfur of sulfide glass, but the glass of sulfide glass. I am no longer that Liangzi. That Liangzi was killed by me, fell hard from a height by me, and has gone with the wind.