These words always hurt the heart of the parties when they grow up. Yeah, is there any difference when they grow up? The answer is too many, too many different. It has been a long time since I chatted with friends I haven’t seen for a long time. I haven’t seen each other for six years, looking for each other, the world seemed to suddenly become bigger, the vast sea of people, I don’t know whether she disappeared or I disappeared and sent a faint fluorescent light, then I saw an unsigned text message, it turned out to be her name at the end. In addition to excitement, her face was crystal clear, and at that moment, tears flew down her face. They called back immediately, and their voices trembled with excitement. They talked about the recent situation, study, people at that time, appearance, boyfriend and future work. It seems that we have never separated, but it still feels like that. There is another person who really remembers you. This feeling is really good. The more you grow up, the more lonely you are. Friends around me seem to wear beautiful and attractive masks. Every word they say is in your heart, and every word takes care of each other’s feelings, but there is no temperature. My computer program can also pop up a large basket of beautiful, decent and sweet sentences, but I don’t need this kind of false and serious. How good it is to grow up and do many things that I did not dare to do before. Yes, what I think is something I have never thought of before. For example, why do you still feel alone in the noisy crowd? In the noisy KTV, a large group of people are singing, making it clear that a group of familiar people are still lonely in their hearts. Your lonely figure is so incompatible with others. It has nothing to do with you. When I grew up, I learned to swallow tears into my stomach. When I looked up at the sky, I said to myself that it was no big deal, and one person could hold on. I grew up but became silent. If you are full of words, you shouldn’t say it to others. I don’t know who to say it. Don’t Stop, I just want to find a place to talk.

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