Life is a lot of messy, we learn to endure, we learn to cry, some people are sad, and some people are smiling. In this world, there are few people who understand and many people have lost. We have suffered a lot, missed too much, too much, and how many people have lost their lives, there are several generations who have to lose their lives. We learn, we lose, and we understand, we lose, and in a world, there are some things you don’t know and some cannot do, and we learn to watch others’ coldly and learn to be alone and lonely.

Every day, every year, we are in an era where we know how to copy but not delete it. Many times, a glass of wine, a person, and a chance to learn. We forget, and avoid it when we seize the opportunity. We hide deeply. We smile when we get it, sad when we lose it, and start to learn to reject it when we are not recognized. When we recognize others, we are always lost, deny it a lot, and fall into too much. Every time we say goodbye, we will cause the environment deep in our hearts, but how many people know that the waters of this world are deep and the waters of people are different.

When we grow up, we learn to avoid, lose, and learn to smile with a suffocation. Only when we understand can we see through people's hearts. In fact, patience is complicated and life is very helpless. Every sentence we learn has been repeated many times. Every greeting we start, many people will delete it at the same time. Not everyone will like themselves, and not every winter's tears are worthy of warmth. Good people, the name of this good person is really difficult to understand. When we understand, it may be easy to be kind, which will cause our own weaknesses.

The story begins every day, and we cycle every day. The word life is very expensive, and it is very tiring to enjoy it. It is easy to blind our eyes and cover our talents. It is very painful to use time to learn, change with our opinions, and fight with our strength. Many times, we learn to understand, indulge, and never see each other again. When we find that we are actually very ugly, we actually see it at the first time. From childhood to adulthood, there are people who know about a person's cycle, and there will be a lot of things that we don't say.

Holding the remaining power of life, holding the warmth of the sunset, embracing, or crying, no one stops it, no team footprints, only one's own heartbeat, learn to wait, learn to forget lost, but how many people cannot bid farewell to the tone of love, the world of longing has unequal love, looking infatuatedly, how many people regret love for the whole life, how many people cry for the whole life because they cannot move others, a word that is sad without waiting, and the aftertaste of infatuation is just an unobstructed scenery.

I long for growth, I long for failure, because every time I refine my heart, it is a kind of telling, just like I like to type on the keyboard, telling the waiting in my heart, thinking about my own scenery yesterday, saying sunny days different from others, writing stories different from others, many words condense a truth, many things condense a relationship, and how many people can't find it because of the reason for living, and how many people struggle because of what others see. What cannot be lost will also be lost, and what can be lost. In the end, love breaks up, fate fails, and heartbeat ends.

I thought life was simple, like poetry and story, but in the end, life could not be written again because of the end, the soul could not be instilled again because of reading, learned to smoke, learned to understand, and learned to protect the night that others could not see. Every time I saw that dawn, I was sleepy, many people began to struggle, and few people had already started to sleep. When we understood, maybe others were still chasing, and when we were chasing, maybe many people, many people were still giving up.

I feel that life is boring, lovesickness is too short, tears are too shallow, flowers bloom and fall, life is too malice, longing is too irritable, I learn to bet, learn to lose, and when I fail, I admit my incompetence, sometimes I pass by simply, sometimes I laugh sadly, wait for a world, wait for a spring, and crying is still so simple, two tears, one person, familiar to strangers, and finally the love is lost, I watch it when I watch it, wait when I wait, but when I laugh, I bring the scene of crying.

The scenery is still the same, time is like a picture. Who knows what kind of story is love? No one knows too much emotion. People who understand can avoid feelings, and those who see through it can leave feelings. People who are infatuated are easy to wait. People who love money are easy to wait. Many people also have a crush on a sentence of denial. Many stories have not started. Many scenery is laid out for tears. One person, a scenery, a story, a sad story. The sunny day of painting is very distressing. The sad world always leaves in a hurry.

People who don’t understand will appear in front of them, and people who understand will appear around them. Every word we say or waiting for is not recognized by many people or favored by many people. We learn to forgive because of sympathy and pitifulness. What we understand is not others, but the heart that we have been hurt, but the scars that we have not been fallen in love with. When reading, we want to make ourselves grateful, learn to be infatuated, learn to be indifferent, and in the end, we give what others cannot give to ourselves and a person we don’t love.

Write the source of life, some people have learned the persistence of longing. When we are helpless, when we start, others may have made up their own future, what promises are, what expressions are, and what may be, sometimes I really don’t know too much, they are innocent and cute, and others still like them, but when they understand, others have left, maybe giving up is not a mistake, or maybe waiting is a relief. After all, if you meet again and lose it for the second time, you will feel even more sad.

Everyone's soul is fragile, afraid of being guessed, afraid of being incomprehensible, how many people don't give because of worry, how many people worry about meeting again because of giving, how many people worry about meeting again because of hope, how they are disappointed because of missed, because of passing by. The scenery is beautiful, studying is tiring, what is lost will not come back, what comes back is no longer the smile of the past, the intermittent past, the past has come, too much, too much, but the hurt heart is easily affected. It does not rest, but has to bear the truth of love and failure. It does not speak, but has to bear the ignorance and abandonment.

When you speak alone, you can’t tell the truth or falsehood of friendship. No matter how deep you say it, it is the world of a person. After you understand it, you give up. When you miss it, you learn to cry. The eyes are prepared for crying, the mouth is prepared for perfunctory, the heartbeat is prepared for survival, and it is because of persistence that the whole person’s value is alarmed. It is because of worry that many people choose. When you are lost, you can only be chosen. When you are happy, you can only be chosen.

Whenever we say a word, we still wait for someone to deny a story, we can’t feel that smile is terrible, but we feel that we don’t say anything and refuse to speak. The denial is simple. Later, we slowly understand that we can actually listen to what we say well and help ourselves to relieve our confusion with kindness. We are all people who help ourselves. Fate may be that simple. If you don’t come, I will look for it. If I don’t look for it, you will walk into me. But life is not like this. Every time we take a step, we will start one step. Maybe life is only one step, at the beginning, it is given by our family, and death is chosen by ourselves.

Some people will never like them for a lifetime, and some people will never know what kind of ups and downs of love are. Sometimes we are very simple. Simple boys meet high emotional intelligence and understand when they find that they like them, others may leave. In the end, they blame themselves for being serious. When they cry, they will tell themselves that they are so simple. Feelings are just two words, which will cause a heart to be tiring and a person’s life. Maybe they are afraid of delays, or they are worried that they can’t afford to climb. Later, they realize that they are taking different paths.

A beautiful scenery is always fascinating, and sad life is always easy to lose its soul. Maybe it can't learn a lot, maybe it can't understand a lot, sometimes it only knows longing, and when it is lost, it only knows the preciousness, when it is said too much, it is afraid of mistakes, and when it is passed by, it is so strange that life is so rare, the rare time and rare footprints, and finally the scenery wins, and lets yourself lose to a cover called story, draw a circle, write a person, leave two tears, and read classics. After all, it is the heart that is afraid of being tired, so that others' language is spoken in words.

A person, a good person, but this good person will not enter a world without fate, a scenery or a love, but this scenery will not communicate with the soul of unintentional love or infatuation, after all, a person, after death, is still the footprints of others' words. If you want to get it in the world, you may not have enough effort, want to be recognized in the world, or be recognized by the person you love, maybe others' choices will be given up from the beginning, and every time we watch coldly, what we get in the end is actually insignificant.

It is because you don’t understand a person, don’t understand your own psychology, don’t know the outside world, and don’t believe it too easily, which leads to failure and crying. When you look at every scenery you see through, you feel that your regretful heart is so easy to hurt and your soul is so fragile. In fact, you are very simple, easy to believe, easy to give, and don’t know, or the effort you see through, and when you understand, you understand that you are so simple and easy to calculate by others.

Every day of life, I will make myself feel that every tear I live in. I don’t know that person will make me give, learn to be indifferent, learn to be lonely, learn not to learn, just because I am afraid, because I worry, I will only smile foolishly and not cry in the end, and learn to be serious. Maybe it is for waiting for others to deceive, learn to be infatuated, maybe it is for waiting for others to perfunctory, learn to learn to learn to understand, maybe it is for being moved by others that day.

Infatuation is always so simple, life is always so complicated, you can choose, I can give up, and later the strange roads are only you, I, and I, and I, and I, and I, in the world. Even if the future is covered with wounds, you must tell yourself that you will not come back. The sad people are already hurt. Don’t lose the laughter of the future. After all, the people around you are still there, so you can’t give them too much desolation, you can’t let them see too much tears, live well, remain silent, and tell yourself that there is still a heart in the future.

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