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Point, and then handwritten about my mood or some messy words, I feel most uneasy at midnight! A little bit of noise can cause my panic, and I find that I am sometimes more sensitive than the girl's perception or inner personality. Source: Looking up to the sky, only seeing the ceiling, the black of the sky is blocked by the ceiling. Aching neck, tired eyes, and more lazy fingers. The original beautiful image has turned into a trivial picture at the moment, only circling in front of the eyes, and then disappears instantly!
Silently, I do things that make myself difficult to understand. The smoke was swallowed in the mouth, and the fingertips were slightly yellowed by the smoke. The ear is immersed in beautiful music, the fingers are constantly typing on the keyboard, I only quietly write the text that belongs to me. Belong to the desolation of the unknown world! It belongs to the sadness that you are hard to understand each other! Belong to me, you can't share the pale! Silently, as if I have been waiting for death! Maybe I am passive and I am waiting for the ridiculousness of the world, waiting for the beautiful edge of the beautiful Phoenix to resurrect and land beside me. When I found out that it still exists in this reality, the inevitable tears are full of faces, and the gap between reality and dreams is smashed by me. One piece, one piece, one piece of land, I don’t know how to pick it up, from which piece. Pick up and reload.
The dream that has passed away, the ideal that has already been diluted, has gradually become a memory of yesterday’s vastness! Unbearable is the place that has not been found by the sun. The corner is still cold and dark, without a trace of warm refraction or reflection or direct reflection on my face like paper! It is unforgettable that the top of the peak yesterday did not overlook the green land under the feet. The green colors are so warm, but now I am far away from that place! Going alone, the wind flutters my thoughts and takes them to a far distance, which is the edgeless edge of the horizon. The tidal wave was difficult to surf in the waves, the waves were broken, and there was a spray in the way of his own, and suddenly he lost the direction he was going to continue! The look of a long time, only seeing the big geese flying south, the season is pale, and his figure is still floating in a strange destination, the perception is wandering in the dust!
Occasional deviation, the center of the so-called pursuit. Gradually diverging, rotating a circle and returning to the origin. Waiting or pursuing still stagnation, loneliness or loneliness also confirms that the next person in the moonlight is thin and thin. The heart of the lake rotates, no one is deep in the middle of the night. I write some messy, trivial words, appreciate it alone, and find the thoughts that have drifted away! Solo dance, accompanied by silent music; singing in the throat, under the crowd of crowds. Seen from time to time: a blue ocean, the edge is a blue grassland, blue sky, white clouds, and small flower buds. And I stood in the center, I believe that there is no sadness and loneliness, I believe that my heart will be forever peaceful under natural cultivation!
The heart still has a little bit of water vapor, but it has not evaporated. I have all the troubles and desires to avoid the so-called involvement. I have been stunned in the past. The time pursuers and the tears blended to create a self-improving forward trend. I can still control myself without hurting. That is the luxury that anyone wants to have. I still wait somewhere and I just don’t want to wear it. I have chosen the screen before I can’t reach the so-called other shore. Responsible for letting me forget everything forever and forgotten. Only the fine rice-like flowers are still melodious in the wind. I just can't wait for the loneliness of the loneliness at midnight.

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