A person is always so wronged, and a sentence is always so hurt. The only truth, the complete loss of the soul, the humble season, makes himself unable to join the group, and the unforgettable wings make him unable to become outstanding. This is how time is, give you a basin of hot water and a winter.

Seizing the right to start may not be able to understand the outcome of the future. Seeing clearly may not be true, not being able to see clearly may not be false. Whether it is indifferent or lost, it is lifelike and covered with bruises and wounds.

Life is an inconspicuous name and a story that you can’t stand. There are also mistakes when you are cold, and there are injuries when you are warm. Thinking about it like this will make you unforgettable for a lifetime.

Life and death are like dreams, sighing about life, how many right and wrong, helpless regrets, coldness is also human beings, warmth is also human beings, and old age is also human beings. Later, just people just leave their feelings and understand it is a person's harm, the only person, the only unforgettable, and make themselves nostalgic.

A lonely heart withstood the coldness of life and the scenery is old, but the heart that understands oneself has lost the only truth, but the youth who has ended in glory has lost the only heart, and people know the warmth and coldness.

Life is a season for man, and life and death are a cycle of reincarnation for a person. It’s true or false, don’t think about it in the beginning, why bother to do it for yourself and not for others.

Loneliness is a person's habit. When you are used to loneliness, loneliness is your friend, helplessness is the growth of a person, and when you are used to helplessness, helplessness is your own soul. Life changes thousands of times, but the beating heart is still the heart of others.

To survive, you need a reason, to wait, you need a miracle. How much understanding is the touch of life, how much effort is the dedication, the dedication of fate, a word, word, sentence, and cold heart scratch will never be forgotten.

Life is a word of regret and a terrible story. You can’t understand it, and I can’t see it. In the end, life becomes a person, an indelible name.

Life, how much truth or falsehood, how much hypocrisy, how much kindness, one word or two sentences, helplessly life, understand the soul, the last ties, trouble your own heart, the heart-wrenching world, always helplessly perfunctory, and the broken moods everywhere, always let go of pleasing.

If others respect me, it is not because I have an identity, but because others are polite and others can’t stand you, that must be because your efforts are insufficient.

This society will also ask for what is given to you, and will also give you warmth. Life is like this, half hard, half hard, half true or false, half hypocritical, cognition and knowledge cannot be improved, and you are destined to be the loser of the world.

In the dream of the world, who is yours, who is yours, is just being self-indulgent and having no help in life. You think, but you think that your abilities cannot keep up with your vision, your endurance cannot keep up with your mental arithmetic, and your failure is just being self-righteous.

Scenery is a kind of fate, life is a past event, others are telling it, but oneself is on the road, but sadness and loneliness cannot speak, but silence and sadness are not suitable for dating.

People are sad, and their hearts have difficulties. Every understanding is a kind of harm. Every thought is a scene of regret. It is so peaceful that even if you smile, you can't speak. If you follow the situation, why bother to forget it?
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