Unspeakable secret

Looking back at the joys and sorrows of the years, slowly sailing to the dark passage, buried in the forgotten corner of time. Forgive us for the past, those who have been wrong and missed...

Once, because the heart is too lonely, there is nowhere to hide from the heavy rain on the street, the backlog of resentment into the river, want to find a house to hide.

later.

The blue sky Hongqiao is like a windy, lingering language, with no flavor. The gloomy cloud finally opened up. I no longer pay attention to the annoyances that happened around me. Although I am still so chilling, I only learned to smile because of you, pain and sadness. Actually, you don't know.

If, just if, we are only friends. Although, I can't see you, you at that end, but I know that you are not so melancholy: friendship can last forever, love will not be ruined. Inevitably, we are all young and young, and the road ahead is so long. Who can expect those things to move?

after that.

I have countless flaws, will it become a reality, we look blank, maybe not. The plot in the novel is always just an ordinary dream of me. Sometimes it's realistic, sometimes it's illusory.

I did not tell you that I do not believe in the beauty of the fairy tale world, nor do I believe that the prince promised the old days.

In the past, I always laughed at the piano: a love talked about three points, and there were so many things. The first breakup, because of what? I don't remember, I only know that after I sat at my desk for two hours, I kept watching jokes, listening to music, and having enough of a heartless child to calm down. What is your mood? Sad? There may or may not be. At that time, I thought a lot: men are bad guys, ignore the best, and when you blink, the world of women will be in turmoil.

Once the broken porcelain is ruined, it will crack even if it sticks. So when we can't get back, I feel sorry, it is better to be a friend, more appropriate. At least, we will have a little more noise and generosity between us. Relieved and calm.

Sadness and happiness, sadness is more crisp. Who's good news: The first love in youth is a preview of happiness in the future.

If, time is back to the origin, you are still you, you can't be cynical, I am still me, my character is not arrogant. We, no longer love. The drama is gone, people go to the courtyard, only time to remember every place here is laughter, crying, crying, and gradually disappearing in the hourglass...

We are all a fairy tale will not come true - I finally understand a "truth."

Yucai School, the third day: Song Huan