Looking at the thin curtain alone, it was somewhat desolate. Could the remote rising fireworks cross my thoughts to the distance and tell him my true feelings? I also knew that he had her beside him. The story begins and ends, and the ending is a little hurried. Time, can time flow me back to the past and start the old time again? I will live up to the time and let the girls in the story still smile like warm sun. Recently, my thoughts have been mixed up into broken chapters to compose gorgeous, broken and worn ones. I don’t dislike them either, because there are you in those incomplete stories. Lovesickness was addicted to bones, and finally I couldn’t help thinking about it. I started to write about lovesickness and melted those thoughts into this painting one by one, one by one, into words. Although there was not much weight, but it has been pressing on my heart without breathing. That lovesickness is as heavy as gold. After leaving, many beautiful stories have become the past, and no matter how deep the throb is, it has calmed down. The seemingly plain story engraved on my heart with a knife became a sharp weapon to hurt people. The story must have its original appearance to remind people of pity. qq.851892449

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