situation

I can't write words anymore, but I don't want to write anymore. I don't want to write anymore. I can't live without it. I can only live happily. Occasionally, I have some inspiration in my mind, but I ignore it. If he used to, he couldn't write it. It’s hard to write a pen. In a month, I don’t know how good I am. It’s good or bad. I don’t know. For some people, I’m just perfunctory, tired, and where to go, the wind at night, biting, But it is not like the coldness of the heart, the sun, the loss of brilliance, and I also spent in the haze, no consciousness, every morning, the cold wind blew my face, I have no feeling, just train with the team, a circle Another round, I don't know how long I ran, tired, tired, but I don't know if I was tired or tired. After more than an hour, I went back to class, but I just slept, and the boy in the next class all day. I am engaged in an unclear relationship. In fact, I know that my heart, I don’t like him. It’s just that some gossip people always pull us together. Gradually, I discovered that their class boys were almost liked by me. Up See reproved, pretty mouth nonsense, swearing curse that is not blush, and later became a shameless person

It’s fast or slow. I don’t know. I always think of a few people, a girl, and often think, if she is there, how good! It’s a pity that my distance from her is not only the distance I can’t see. I’m afraid that my heart is also separated. After the wind is light, I think a lot of things. I can’t catch it. Let’s let go, don’t die. Live, hold on, this will only make you more ugly. In fact, if you can't let go, you will have to let go. Slowly, we will learn to leave and not cry. Love doesn't say eight hundred times a day, but the heart does not consciously think, think When I thought about it, I cried. My friend asked me how I feel so haha ​​every day, I don’t have any emotions. I am always very happy. My roommate said that my smile is too much and I will always infect them. I want to say, actually, I The smile is a kind of crying performance, just accustomed to burying tears, I thought that those friends who would not come together, but still bless you, the love on campus, too fake and too fake, today you are talking, tomorrow will be you The brothers chased again, and the play was gone. Now the students are really sturdy. Every day, I laugh at you, call your acoustic sister, but you have to guard against the knife behind you. Today’s days are very leisurely and you won’t feel tired. , just very empty

Classmates, one by one, and I have to graduate. I have been in this broken school for two and a half years. From simple, evil, friendship, loss of friendship, madness, crying, laughing, that school, there are too many About my memory, it is good or bad, I can't give up, sunny, I cried at school, skipped classes, beaten, smashed, smoked, drunk, many friends, rainy days It’s raining, playing, playing, acting, like a clown, silly, glorious, many, many games, the teacher loved, spoiled, I am a talented woman, I don’t deny it, now I still Yes, I also lost face, always make some small mistakes, let the teacher arrest the penalty station, a lot of good memories, in the near future, I can only remember!

Our group of crazy children is enough to make the teacher feel bad. I grew up, my wings are hard, I dare to love, but I don’t dare to hate. Always, I am not afraid of hurting. I know that the hurt of love is difficult to compound, but still love. I can't help myself, I still don't realize it, I don't regret it. When the picture of memories appears in front of me, I still smile unconsciously, and then I find that we are already impossible. I have become self-talking, really scattered, really. It’s over, the music in my ear is remembered, 'Think of me? ;Yes! I think, I don’t think about it all the time, just like this, just like this, just think about it, I am also very easy to satisfy, as long as your meeting has been with me, it is not extravagant, your dynamic is very little, and my Every one is to commemorate us, whether it is happy, or regret, hurt, or happiness, he is there, you smile, I will be very happy, but I don’t know if it is true, my friend said me. More and more fickle, I don't know why you have the right to choose to love me, but I don't have a reason not to love you, but I don't have the determination to not love. Nalan Ruoyong is surrounded by love for life, and finally lives beautifully, actually my The nature is similar to him, huh, huh, the reason why the net name is Mo Shang Sang, just because I want to go to the girl inside, never change.

Love is love. In school, I heard a boy calling a girl a hoe, and it was very loud. I was reading a book, I heard it, and I didn’t consciously look back. Who is shouting, knowing, after finding it, That person is not you, silently left, tears will stay like this, they asked me what happened, I just don’t speak, chrysanthemums opened, I didn’t appreciate, this year’s flowers are still so beautiful, so hurt, everything is presented The original look, the only thing that has changed is that without you

I miss you many times, staying up all night, do you miss me? Separate, I am so afraid of it, I am afraid, I am afraid that I will forget you, I am afraid that you will never ignore me, I am afraid of too much, every time I think of it, I will always curl up, I want to find someone who is me alone. The place, hidden, but I am afraid, this may really push our feelings to the extreme, time and time again, telling myself, it doesn't matter, it will be good, continue to lick your own wounds, I am afraid of the night, afraid Without your early morning, you always hope that I will eat more and be healthy. Without your embarrassment, I will tell myself that I want to be independent. I can’t always rely on you. I still have to live without you. I am desperate. Exercise, unrestrained to eat, give yourself a smile every day, give a stranger a smile, the care you give me, will accompany me for how long, I don't know

Really think

Will I still be happy? I always think so, unconsciously, the sky is blue, my heart is not fluctuating, very quiet, very quiet, forgive me for occasional distraction, I took a step by step, but still can not find your shadow, I am afraid It’s just gone, it’s gone, there’s nothing left, how good are you? I have not actually been particularly good, although some people care about it, and people hurt. For me, it is not yours. I am not rare. I will not cherish it. I would rather recall your tenderness than accept others. Enthusiasm, I am dead, what will you do, will it be sad, I will change my mind, what will you do? Cut the emotions, cut off the silk, without your day, live very fast, when you think of you, very happy, maybe the memory is the only happiness I feel, but also the only source of my happiness, I laughed without heart Like a child, crying very bravely, not afraid of other people's ridicule, just not strong enough, always can't help, want to find you, always unconscious, return to the past, gently tell what you want to say You, and the ridiculous ridicule, still do not hide, 'Niu Niu' is that I have meditation tens of thousands of times in my heart, but I dare not say it, long night, I don’t know how many times I have tangled. You know all my habits, I know you too.

If you can't tell, you always want to spit out, think about this situation, but you don't know where to open, love, can't say, miss, can't say, grievance, hate, can't speak, I think we just miss it. ! I don’t want to admit it, I have been escaping, I don’t believe it, I understand later, in the world, it’s not just us who can’t miss it. It’s good to learn to meet the situation, not to force too much. In the end, we are only defeated by fate, surrendered to fate, time of the past, left for me. How much memory has been written, the only thing that hates it is that the time that Heaven has given us is too short. I haven’t had time to say a few words. It’s so different. I regret it, I blame it, and I’m afraid it’s getting yellow. However, it’s only a hundred years old, you are still old, you are still me, I am still me, and finally I am going back alone, respectively, or together, as long as the heart remains the same

Yuhua Baishou, I didn't have time to let go, you turned and left, leaving me alone, remembering alone, rolling, heart will be condensed, tears are no trace, we are on the water side, you are still the same, just I changed, Change is not the heart, just the people, the thoughts spread in the boundless air, one minute and one second, are the pain of suffocation, are all difficult to separate, are decadent, mist, blurred scenery, sky No longer bright, just a slap, a month like a hook, friendship around the mouth, vows rotating in the ear, pain, broken heart, I just don't say, does not mean, I am really happy, very happy, I Face all the problems with a smile.

It’s cold, the snow will fly, if it’s white, it’s white, then, I think I’m happy, the original black hair is getting yellow, and a few white hairs appear, how long, Can you be a whitehead? I am still waiting, I am just an ordinary woman, also a red-skinned woman, I am passionate, but also affectionate, difficult to change the world, still still a painful abyss! Youth is a bright sorrow! Anyone will have experienced it. When I think about it carefully, I am like Li Ludong and Wen Xuan and Liu Xuanji. It’s just a flash in the pan, always see you again, like you like Nalan Ruo Rong and his wife Lu, hehe, tell me, in the end What should I do? If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind and sadness to draw a fan, etc., but the leisure is changed, but the heart is easy to change, really good, just like us, too beautiful memories I can’t afford, too true feelings, I hurt Start.

Hefei City, the 76th, the sixth class, the third day: Wang Bangqin