I don’t know who else really cares about me now. If one day I die, who will be the saddest one? People all say that man is the synonym of flower heart. I want to say that no matter how flower heart a man is, there must be someone he cares most in his heart, but they are destined to be inseparable; men’s infatuation is absolutely no worse than women’s, but in reality, how many lovers can finally get married? How many unrequited love is gradually buried in the uncertainty of the world? Even if we return to reality from the ideal world, we can only paralyze ourselves with laziness and disguise ourselves with flower heart; There is no rehearsal in this movie of life, why not grasp the happiness in the stop tightly? Beautiful love always makes people yearn for, but on the coast of love, I am confused. I don’t know which sail is my partner. I often ask myself what I really want? What is love? Even up to now, I can’t fully understand it. My first love is young and has taught me a lesson, which tells me: respect, trust, care and cherish. After finishing this lesson and returning to reality, I found that I had crossed a long road and a new road ahead of me. The only difference was that this time, I was alone, I tried my best to show my smile to everyone when I was hurt and afraid of being known by others. I thought love was a very simple thing before, and I thought it was easy to meet. But after this, I found that I was wrong. Maybe you would say that I was too naive, and it was true. Both happiness and sadness are known by ourselves, so we can do whatever we want. Should we feel honored for this freedom? But why do you often feel lonely? But I am not understood by others. How difficult it is to meet the right person. There are many passers-by around us every day. They are just passers-by. I am afraid of getting hurt and I dare not give my feelings easily, because the wound in my heart is too deep and deep, maybe many people are always alone for this reason; I was not afraid of anything before, because I was alone, now I am afraid, because I care about you, I don’t know whether I like it or not. When I am with you, I am very happy. You scold I am fool. You don’t know. My heart is happy, because it makes me feel, at least you still care about me,

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1 if one day you lose your lover, please don’t let tears stay in your eyes. If one day you lose yourself, please don’t let troubles continue. If one day you forget your memory, live happily.. 2 Look at the sky in the night, listen to the familiar song, hazy, melancholy, think of, Miss. 3 years such as drama, trance we have grown up, that year, you 18, I 18, Oh, silly we take each other’s hand next circle, that circle carries my memory of you. I am sad and frustrated after a midnight dream. I often think of you, but now I am so familiar with you when I meet again. 4 I like darkness, very quiet, very peaceful, and can enjoy it quietly by myself. I like Misty, very pure, very real, and can be a slight hesitation. I like heart injury, very painful, very tired, can be deeply released by myself. 5 waiting is a misery that can’t wait, leaving in a floating air, and carving deep love. Parting is the persistence that can’t be put down, gradually moving away, leaving a faint fragrance. 6 if the rain listens to the wind, the confusion is filled with wandering tears, if the snow flies, the cold is filled with parting thoughts. I walk through dreams, laughter, sadness, the traces stripped layer by layer are like the pain of cutting meat, which may be called life. 7 Dream Like a Dream, youth like a dream, the past is sorrowful, recalling the depth of prosperity, love is seclusion. Dream Like a Dream, time like a dream, how can I look back, follow the future for a few times, hate long. 8 time is like a reincarnation, today repeats yesterday’s you. 9 Is this world the end of the world? The paper is drunk, the luxury is slow. 10 if one day I forget myself, my lover, please help me pick up the memory of the past. 11 time is in a hurry. I can’t touch what I take away and what I leave. People, it’s good to be happy. If you are sad, bury it in the corner of your heart, when you can’t control it, find an empty night to cherish nostalgia and cry. 12 regret for the next life, you have no choice in this life. 13 I want to go back to that white age. My face is dirty every day, but it is very real. I am very satisfied to see the busy figure on the Tire Rack. 14 trees, if you don’t want to die, just grow up for me. 15 sadness as poetry, desolation as music. 16 youth is a glass cup. If you take care of it, it will fall into pieces. 17 beauty is sad and white hair, blue silk is a thousand sorrows, this life is like a drunk dream, prosperity is bitter, dare to ask, my lover, have you ever understood? Dare to ask, do you know my lover? 18 look for the wounds and pains of life in the song, and realize the bitterness and sweetness of life in my mind. 19 I have been young for many years. When I look back on the past, in the midst of the moon, the Jianglou was leaning against the grid. Xiao put the western window cold, and The Drunken Beauty was happy at the bottom of her knees. She was worried and annoyed, forgetting how. Life is a lot of disasters, don’t mistake time. 20 Time weakens everything. Maybe the corner is another world. There are new people and new things, but the only thing is that we are no longer like a piece of white paper.

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