A few meters of classic quotations

Life is like peeling onions, and there is always one that makes people cry.

In a world without resistance, there is less touching drama tension.

They are convinced of each other that it is an instant enthusiasm for them to meet. This determination is beautiful, but the change is more beautiful.

All the sorrows will always leave a hint of joy. All regrets will always leave a perfect corner.

The feelings we have experienced are the subtle details of our lives.

On the night when the moonlight was cold, I climbed the high trees. The forest was silent. I really wanted to sit on the tree and wait until the fruit of the barley turned red.

I struggled to climb a ball that was constantly rolling, but it was always unstable and often fell.... You said the boy didn't cry!

I tried to find hope, I was afraid that I was lucky, but I was missed by carelessness.

The deepest night is about to pass, you see, the moon is out.

I am looking for the gap in hope in the frozen deep sea. But when I woke up at midnight, I suddenly saw the beautiful moonlight.

A small paper boat, drifting over, absorbing water, sinking gradually, the most beautiful things in the world have an effective period.

When I flew up, the feeling of happiness came.

When beautiful things come, you will naturally close your eyes.

Soaked clothes will eventually work; those that can be forgotten are no longer important.

Why do fish have to face the world as long as they have an expression? Why can't I face the world with just one expression?

I am waiting for "waiting".

You never know what I am thinking.

I want to embrace everyone, but I have to embrace myself first. Please tolerate me because I am already tolerating you.

I am sorry! Can't hold an umbrella for you, let you get wet.

Later, they found the entrance to the secret garden from the gap in the sky...

Sometimes, I like to watch the time with my eyes, one second, one second, one second, one second... I don’t care, I can’t do anything.

Flying brooms, often emotional, it is so sentimental.

It was sunny outside the window and it continued to rain in the house. I smile, it doesn't mean I am happy. to use umbrella is not only for protecting me from rain.

People with glasses usually have a fixed special expression. They are tired of having to look at this annoying world through lenses.

Hey! Do you think the ghost of a single eyelid is still a double eyelid?

Finally, some people danced on the grave, wrote beautiful poems, and let the wandering soul feel the dying happiness.

Whoever lets the book fall, whoever has to read the book.

The cooked duck flew, and the big chef had a huge incitement in his heart. He began to believe that he did not believe it and began to eat vegetarian food.

He was worried all day, and the young students stopped reading, and his grief later proved that it was not in vain.

They are used to looking up for forty-five degrees and looking up at the sky.

When you miss you, will you just miss me?

We must try to be close to the light and let the mood warm.

If you do the right thing and do the wrong thing in your life, it will be just as much.

I kept raising my hand and asking questions, but no one told me the answer.

Embracing a cat, inexplicably moving happy and moving.

However, suddenly anger and madness, often innocent, I really did not mean.

Although the world is bustling and beautiful, it is often unreal for me. Even if I suffer aggrieved, should I work hard and maintain my demeanor?

When the sadness is sad, how can friends just disappear?

Find a person who loves me and loves me and becomes a plot in my dreams.

I don't know where my loneliness comes from, but I really feel lonely. You are also lonely, everyone in the world is lonely, but everyone's loneliness is different.

We missed Noah's Ark, missed the Titanic, missed all the thrills and no thrills, and we will continue to miss it.

I practiced walking the steel cable, jumping the fire circle to the Frisbee, and throwing the apple to shoot the flying knife. Pigs practice happy, jump happy and turn happy, lose loneliness and shoot melancholy.

I would rather - be bitten by a snake, beaked by a bee, stepped on by an elephant, hit by a fat pig, knocked down by a rhinoceros, kicked by a wild horse, pressed by a big bear, and not caught by your little hand. .

On the day I was closest to the moon, the moon told me a secret. He said that she was actually the sun. On the day I was closest to the moon, I told the moon a secret. I said that I was afraid of height.

There should always be a place in front of yourself, and then go to love.

I don't know who it is, I don't know how to love, I don't know how long I can love.

Just waiting for a love, maybe no one forever, but this kind of waiting is love itself.

My heart began to snow, and the snow covered everything silently, annihilating confusion, pride and sorrow. When everything was in silence, the world suddenly became clear and clear. So don't be sad for me, I have my beauty, it is about to start...

The wind blew across the lake, the wicker swayed, the stone was covered with old moss, the bottom of the lake was covered with old dead leaves, the fish chased each other in the clear water, the birds were singing, the air was filled with fruit, and it was like a fairyland.

But my heart is just worried, how to tell my mother when I go home, I accidentally dropped a pair of beloved little red shoes.

All the sorrows will always leave a hint of joy. All regrets will always leave a perfect corner. I am looking for the gap in hope in the frozen deep sea. But when I woke up at midnight, I suddenly saw the beautiful moonlight.

Yesterday, I climbed out of the window and stood at the seventeen-story window to see the sunset at dusk... I must not be the only weird person in this city. There must be someone like me. When I am empty, I sing to the sky in the night sky, maybe I will always I can't meet him, but I am familiar with his mood.

Once I was like a fish in a fish tank, moving forward, turning around, moving forward, turning around, moving forward, turning around... I was tired and frustrated; then I was still moving forward, turning around, moving forward, turning around, moving forward, turning around in the world outside the fish tank... So I Start practicing, proceed calmly, gracefully turn around, and keep calm and think...

The letter in the bottle that was thrown into the sea is always lost. Was it eaten by the whale? Or is it drifting to another uninhabited island? This kind of drifting fate, in addition to the youthful and romantic children, who would believe it? Although afraid of nightmares, I can only see a beautiful and peaceful world in my dreams.

You smell my breath, I hear your voice. You know that I am crying, I feel bad about your anxiety. We are so close and so far away. But don't be afraid! do not be afraid! A beautiful and holy flower is about to be opened in our hearts.

The frog jumped on the moon that was about to sink, and said sadly, "What should I do? The beautiful princess will kiss me." "Do you want to become a handsome prince?" The moon puzzled: "I hope this will not be true." It happened! I hope it is just a ridiculous fairy tale, because I still like my little girlfriend."

It was sunny outside the window. It still continues to rain in the house. I smile, it doesn't mean I am happy. to use umbrella is not only for protecting me from rain. You never know what I am thinking. I want to embrace everyone, but I have to warm myself first, please bear with me. because I have been practicing to tolerate you. My heart is always snowing, no matter what the weather is. It always freezes suddenly and cannot be negotiated. I look to the world where flowers bloom, and I am definitely absent. My heart started to snow, and the snow covered everything silently. Destroyed confusion, pride and sorrow. When everything goes to silence, the world suddenly becomes cool and clear. So don't be sad for me, I have my beauty, it is about to start.

Weary life Everyone says that being a man is so tired, I think so.
Wear a wig, put on a mask, put on glasses, and put on a smile.
Put on your underwear, put on your coat, and put on your coat.
Put on your underwear, put on your pants, and tie the belt.
Put on socks, put on shoes, and tie your shoes.
Everything has to be done until heaven.

Waiting for the wanderers In the chaotic city, people are lost everywhere.
Memory is not trustworthy.
The warm light of the residence is gradually being forgotten.
And what I can rely on,
It is just the compassion of stray dogs.

Remember, will never forget,
I guard the fairy tale like a bubble.
Happiness has just begun,
Sadness has already lurked.

When I am happy, I feel a slight fear.
When I laughed, I shed tears of emotion.
I can not believe in pure happiness.
The sorrow and joy of life is both calm and uneasy.

The same eyes have different views.
The same ear has a different way of listening.
Different people have different idea.
The same mind has a different idea.
Is it because of this, the same life has different mourning.

The world of clowns is divided into two.
Half the sun, half the shadow,
Half happy, half bleak.
I really want to know what the mysterious dividing line is.

On the afternoon of the third day, the wind was blowing and I fell asleep. The white curtains floated gently.
The furry rabbit came, and whistling outside the window called me. Pushing open the door, the forest is quiet,
The sun is so gentle. For a long time, I have not wandered in the forest.

I saw a movie that I could not understand.
look around,
Discover that others are focused and intoxicated,
I suddenly realized what loneliness is.

Falling into the deep well, I shouted and waited for the rescue...
It was dark, and suddenly looked down, only to find that the surface of the water was full of twinkling stars.
I always meet the most beautiful surprises in the deepest despair.

Hungry, start eating, eat full, start thinking about you, feel sleepy, start to sleep, open your eyes, start thinking about you

I put on my clothes, smear lipstick, quietly waiting for the arrival of loneliness

I planted myself into a flower pot and pretend to be a flower. The city lanes are dark and the sun is short. The rain is short. The air is turbid. Only at midnight can I see the moon silently sliding across the sky. I am a flower that does not bloom. I have not learned to bloom. Withered.

The winter of that year was particularly cold.
The whole city is shrouded in damp rain.
The gray sky, the sun is not seen,
Inexplicable frustration,
Often walking on the street has an impulse to cry...
But winter always passes, and spring always comes.

My heart is always snowing, no matter what the weather, it always freezes suddenly.
Unable to discuss, I look to the bustling world, fixed absence.
My heart began to snow, and the snow covered everything silently, annihilating the confusion,
Pride and sorrow, when everything goes to silence, the world suddenly becomes clear and clear. So, don't be sad for me, I have my beauty, it is about to start...

Maze-like city, people are used to seeing the same scenery,
Take the same route to the same destination; the habit of making people's life no longer changes. Habits give people an inexplicable sense of security, but there is a kind of inexplicable loneliness. And you never know what your habits will make you miss.

Some people say that waiting for romance is also a long time. In a few nights about waiting, maybe the teenager will become a whitehead. I often tell myself that although I can’t see the bright flowers in the lowest position, I won’t miss the petals falling. Mellow romantic dance in the wind

In the afternoon, the cool wind blew through me and I dreamed that one hundred million apples on the world's 10 million apple trees instantly fell together and fell a thousandth of a second before landing. There is no sound on the ground, no one is scared to someone who has an epiphany. The grandmother of the gravitational force has decided that after a nap, someone decided the great goal of life and I am still groggy in the dream and reality.

I can't hear the sound of the rainbow, I can't hear the sound of the sun falling.
I can’t hear the surprise of blooming snow.
The danger of the wind blowing, I can't hear.
The roar of the wolf, the gunshots of the hunters, the crying of the angels, I can't hear.
I only heard loneliness, running back and forth in the grass!
I know, I will try to dry my tears. But, can you let me cry first and continue to be brave?

I met the cat diving, but I didn't meet you;
I met the dog climbing, but did not meet you;
I met the snow in the summer, but I did not meet you;
I met a typhoon in the winter, but I didn't meet you.
I met pigs and learned to net, but did not meet you;
I met all the extraordinary, but I have never met you.

In the morning, we set off. smile.
At noon, we circled in place and kept the style strong.
At dusk, we see the same scenery and sunset.
At night, we comfort ourselves and believe that the day's efforts are not in vain.
early morning……

in life, there will be people keep coming or leave.
So, seeing, invisible; remembering, forgotten.
Life, there are constantly getting and lost.
So, invisible, saw; forgotten, remember.
However, if it is invisible, does it mean that it does not exist? Keep in mind, it is not forever.

Full of gorgeous balloons, there may be three different fates:
Float into the sky, then do not know where to go;
Suddenly blasting, irreparable;
Quiet existence,
Then slowly and slowly shrinking;
The same is true of a full and gorgeous life.

The sky is going to be dark, and the last rays of the sunset are about to disappear.
In that game, we were defeated and we left silently.
We still make a gesture of victory!
After many years, who will remember the frustrating game?
I only see our bright smile in the photo.

The winter of that year was particularly cold.
The whole city is shrouded in damp rain.
Gray sky, I can't see the sun late,
Inexplicable frustration,
Often walking on the street has an impulse to cry...

I insisted on waiting for a leaf that refused to fall. I remembered the greenness of the whole tree. The winter is coming. I hid in the bed and prepared for a long hibernation. I looked at the last dead leaves. Loose and fall, flipped and turned, and disappeared. Silence...

Thought that with wings, it will become a bird;
I thought that when I became a bird, I could have freedom.
Nowadays, with the wings of hope,
But only in a small space, flying. Lost freedom.
It turned out that I still don’t understand.
Want to wing, fly, or freedom,
Or just a feeling of pursuing flying.

How is a person possible,
Only do the same thing in life,
Live in the same room,
Sleeping in the same bed,
Look at the same street view,
Spend the same spring, summer, autumn and winter,
How can it be,
Only loyal to one owner,
I am obsessed with the same person...
She keeps escaping,
But constantly bored...
She is looking for her lost cat,
The same color,
The same markings,
The same soul.
- Lost a cat

Rose does not believe this is true.
Her body trembled with fear
“Is there really someone in the world who doesn’t love me?”
I dare not tell the truth,
I was afraid that she would fade when she was sad.

Last night, the cat died in my arms. Today, I feel that some part of my body has also died, like a big hole in my heart, not filling it. I was so sad that I watched it leave, I don’t know what to do.

One day I will leave like this. Who will be the one who looks at me? Whose arms will I rely on? Who can't bear it! He must be as heartbreaking as I am today.

Maybe at the moment the cat walks, I should stop crying. I should sing softly and whisper softly to it. It will leave with confidence. If it hears my cry, it will cry and want to look back. I. Thinking of this, it makes me even more sad...

Do you know who you are? Sometimes I feel like a beast standing alone on the boulder of the villa, the wind is drowning, and no one can really hear my roar! I am just a little melancholy and somewhat cynical, but not everyone is like this!

I struggled to climb a ring that was rolling, but it was always unstable and often fell. You said the boy don't cry! I know, I will try to wipe my tears. However, can you let me cry first and then continue to be brave.

I always hide my true self, I am afraid that others will see through it. If you feel strange to me in the crowd, don't be surprised, it is not the real me, I am the one you have known before.

So please don't leave me too far, let me find you.

When you want to be alone,
Would you like to hold him tightly?
...I will, when you want to be alone,
Would you like to touch his hair or pat him on the shoulder?
...I will, when you want to be alone,
Would like to make a call,
Just saying "嗨"?
...I will, when you want to be alone,
I will think of his appearance or a sentence he said.
Can't help but smile?
... I will, if this person is not your other half,
Will you still do this?
I do not know--
Because I am afraid...
I am afraid that this way will make others misunderstand.
sometimes,
I will want to hug one person tightly.
It is because of happiness, sadness or the feeling of empathy with him.
sometimes,
I will want to touch a person's hair and pat him on the shoulder.
That is because of the heart? There is a pity and a distress.
sometimes,
I will want to make a call.
Just want to tell him,
I have not forgotten him,
Say "嗨" and then smile with satisfaction,
Gently hang up the phone.
That is because friendship needs to operate.
sometimes,
I will think of someone’s appearance or a sentence he once said.
Can’t help but laugh,
That is a smile.
a friend who has not met for a long time,
a happy hug,
It makes people feel warm,
No distinction between men and women.
Pat his shoulders,
Touch his hair,
Let him know,
His feelings,
I also had……

The first time I saw a big snow fly, I was excited and screamed.
The glasses are exhaled by the hot air that is exhaled.
I walked through the slippery snow and insisted on taking pictures.
The look of youthful smugness is wrapped in warm clothing and nothing can be seen.
I don't feel anything in the snow, but I feel so beautiful.

The sky is almost dark. Still left the last rays of the sunset,
We were defeated in that game.
Everyone dejected and left silently.
Let's still give a gesture of victory.
after many years,
Who will remember this horrible dusk?
They will see,
We are like a sunny smile.

On the eve of the storm, unusual tranquility.
The sky is full of hustle and bustle, moving around and approaching.
The silk scarf was blown by the wind.
And I just stood quietly.
Didn't you find out? I smiled slightly and the bird started to sing.

I am in the house, he is outside the house.
I am on the left and he is on the right.
I saw him and he saw me too.
But most of the time we are watching the rain,
The drop of the answer is a drop.
We are all waiting for the rain to stop? Then leave?
Like everyone else?

The five of us stretched our arms to hold the tree.
The two people behind the tree are smarter and more lovely.
Unfortunately, you can't see it.
I also heard that they were telling jokes.
Unfortunately, you can't hear.
Too many people hiding behind the world,
We can't see, can't hear

When the car reached the end of the mountain, you still didn't wake up.
The bright sunshine and winding mountain roads are faint.
Mr. Driver took a break from the car and left us the whole car.
I stared at the green outside the window and looked at you quietly.
Feel happy.

After singing, everyone was tired.
Only you are still fierce.
When that song appeared, we all knew to be quiet,
Listen to you crying and singing to the end,
Then hand the paper and hand the wine,
Then madly applauded.
The sound of sputum is very good for treating the feeling of wilting.

Ask him why he is looking at God?
He shrugged and said, "Nothing, really."
A small white cloud glides over the yellow grassland.
Stop and go, stop and go.
I just want to hear what they are saying.

The stars still didn't show their faces.
Happy songs from camping in the distance.
I am waiting for the fog to surround me.
Then,
I can pretend to sing with them.

Waiting outside the house, waiting for the lights in your room to light up.
The happy little window became indifferent and always refused to respond.
Enthusiastic neighbors and children frequently ask questions. I am silent.
I remembered the first time I met, and you turned back and smiled.

The days that have passed through are constantly accumulating. Gradually unable to grasp the memory of the tail, let the photos make memories of the notebook. Write down the past years, the happiness and sadness of the past. You and me, I hope that everything will come true.

The rain is always down,
I just kept looking at it.
The rain is always down,
I have been learning this way.
When the weather is fine, I must -
Go to the mountains and play at the beach.
Go to the garden to see the flowers, pick the fruit in the orchard,
Go see friends, go to the market,
Sun drying quilts, also drying yourself...
I must.

Be sure to talk to you.
Can I be on the day of my daughter’s third birthday?
Become a big full moon.
At the same time slowly, slipping through her window.

The flowers slowly fell, and I stood under the tree.
smile. The expression is a bit unnatural.
I am worried that when I press the shutter, I just close my eyes.
That afternoon, what else have we done? I have forgotten it.
I only remember that when the last flower fell, I closed my eyes.

Picking up the stars The stars that are not picked are always the brightest.
The small fish that slipped away is always the most beautiful.
The movies we missed are always the best.
Lost lover always knows me the most.
I never understand what this is.

I like to lean on you forty-five degrees. I feel happy anywhere in the world. Before the fall of 90 degrees, please hug me gently with one hundred and eighty degrees.

"Would you like to donate a tear to help the little angel Nana break the spell?" asked the glasses.
"I am willing, but can you help me find someone who is willing to love me?" said the cloud of love.
"But I can't see the world, I might find a blind love for you."
"Love is blind, I don't care."
"But everyone is staring at love, no one wants a blind love."
"Maybe looking for a true love, not only needs to be visible..."

Happy crossing the road, I am mixed in the ducks,
Swinging across the road,
Also sang a bad song.
La la la la... It’s raining...
La la la la... thunder...
Please forgive me for being crazy.
People can easily and happily cross the road in a few times in their lives.
La la la la la la la la……

On Saturday morning, I suddenly felt tired.
Sitting on the stone bench in the park, I decided to take off the helmet that had been worn for a long time.
There are no reasons for many things. I breathe smoothly, but I feel anxious.
Think carefully, take off the hide, or bring the mighty helmet back.

The moment I fell into the spider trap, I breathed a sigh of relief and laughed.
I heard my voice saying, "Congratulations - no longer have to worry about falling into the trap of another spider."

Spring rainy midnight,
I disguised as a dog, and my family, Harry, pretended to be a person and walked to the park together.
A lot of things can't be changed.
Whether it is a person or a dog. It is a dog that is dressed as an adult or a person dressed as a dog.
For a habit that cannot be changed, I feel a desperate helplessness.

Which position do you like when you are in the pyramid?
The top? It will fall badly.
Bottom? It will be very painful.
Middle? It seems to be not exciting enough.
When I was in the pyramids, I always regretted where I chose.

In this city, I keep getting lost,
Constantly sitting in the wrong car, and repeatedly getting the wrong car,
I often don't know where I am going and where I am going.

The stone stubbornly wants to make stones,
...............
Of course, I know that something can't come true.
But I still want to try.

Going home the only way,
Was knocked down by the careless meteor last night.
I can't find the lost one.
Fortunately, the moon is still there, but I still imagine that I am still there.
Fortunately the angel is still there.
I recreate a beautiful path every day.
And secretly smile.

Even my swimsuit has not touched the water.
The sea breeze blew my visor away.
I am standing on the hot beach,
Looking at the pink hat that finally fell off the blue sea,
The farther and farther away.
I seem to hear that she is crying for help.
And I didn't do anything after all. The sun is so poisonous and the sea breeze is great.

It’s snowing again, I will smile when I look at them.
Because I like them, I like them freely,
Like their crystal purity, like their smile,
Watching them fall quietly from the air,
Was blown into the air by the wind,
I laughed……

There are always many coincidences in life, and two parallel lines may also have a day of convergence.
There are always many accidents in life, and the kite held in the hand will suddenly break the line.
In this familiar and unfamiliar city, helplessly find a strange and familiar figure.

I can't see it. The summer wind blew gently, disappeared in an instant, remembered, in the past. Only leave a blurred tree shadow that sways slightly...
Invisible, does it mean that it does not exist? Maybe it’s just covered by thick clouds. Maybe it’s just that the wind and sand are flying in. I can’t see you, but I still feel warm.
Keep in mind, it is not forever? I guard the dreams that are as fragile as bubbles, happiness begins, and grief has already lurked.
Invisible, saw. The summer wind blew gently, and the grass leaves fluttered. In the past, remember. The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and a soft moonlight fell on the window.

People are not fish, how can they understand the sorrow of fish?
Fish is not a bird, how can you understand the happiness of the bird?
If a bird is not a human, how can you understand the absurdity of man?
People are not birds, how can they understand the freedom of birds?
If the bird is not a fish, how can you understand the depth of the fish?
Fish is not a human, how can you understand the childishness of people?
If you are not me, how can you understand me?

When I am happy, I feel a slight fear.
When I laughed, I shed tears of emotion.
I can not believe in pure happiness.
The sorrow and joy of life is both calm and uneasy.

I met the cat diving, but I didn't meet you.
I met the dog climbing, but I didn't meet you.
I met the snow in the summer, but I didn't meet you.
I met a typhoon in the winter, but I didn't meet you.
I met the pigs and learned to net, but did not meet you.
I met all the extraordinary, but I have never met you.

She has always insisted that there is no shortage of abuse.
Believe that the best is worth waiting patiently.
The red apple that fell last,
Usually acid,
And the thrilling great love,
Usually not waiting.

You have nothing to say, I am not rare.
I can fight with her, who is afraid of who.
But I have to tell you clearly, even if I win,
I will not care about you in my life.
In the battle of love, I have always refused to eat the grass.
I just want to take a bite of a bird.

Something that has long been lost suddenly appears in front of my eyes.
It won’t make me happy, but it will make me doubt my memory.
Changed nerves, it must be another my mischief.

Falling into the deep well, I shouted and waited for the rescue...
It was dark, and suddenly looked down, only to find that the surface of the water was full of twinkling stars.
I always meet the most beautiful surprises in the deepest despair.

Lost night, lost the direction of going home, the familiar path disappeared.
However, I don't really feel flustered.
Like the familiar friend, it often disappears suddenly.
But you know what will happen to them.
I don't understand the guidance of the stars. I am looking for a way, and I miss those who miss.

I feel so good when the music of the award sounds.
The first person was over-excited and shocked to the hospital for first aid and could not receive the prize.
The second person was not convinced and refused to accept the prize.
The fourth person, because it is not the top three, has no face to receive the award.
The fifth person said: "The fourth person does not receive the prize, and I am too embarrassed to accept the award."
The third person is really lonely.

I can't hear the sound of the rainbow; I can't hear the sound of the sun falling, the sound of the snow drifting, I can't hear it; the sound of the wind and the grass, I can't hear it; the sound of the wolf, the gunshot of the hunter, the cry of the angel, I can't hear, I only hear loneliness, running back and forth in the grass.

I am the devil, the devil's child, and of course the devil. When we present in the true face of the devil, we usually perform well. I saw it at the time... I just screamed! I have not been scared at all, hehe! Three o'clock in the middle of the night, some people in the hotel began to prank, they went to the doorbell of the tenant, and then quickly hid in the corner.

The little demon under the bed, the impatient bed, the boring dialogue, the habit of fixing love, they are even bored, when they see them, they emit the same screams, the same frightening expression, they feel bored, They decided to move.

Lying in the snow, three days and three nights, no one will find that the invisible world may be true, or it is not true.

If people are not fish, how can they understand the sorrow of fish; if a fish is not a bird, how can we understand the happiness of a bird; if a bird is not a human, how can we understand the absurdity of a person; if a person is not a bird, how can we understand the freedom of a bird; if a bird is not a fish, how can it be? Understand the depth of the fish; if the fish is not a human, how can you understand the childishness of the person; if you are not me, how can you understand me...

The leaves are gone, is the tree hibernating? The hair is gone, is the head hibernating? When the leaves are gone, the spring grows out, and the hair is gone, so it is not so lucky.

Years, sometimes, a minute is long, sometimes, but very short. Sometimes I can understand the world, sometimes I don't understand it at all. When you love you, everything is beautiful, when you blame you, life is gray. Why is there just a sadness after the joy? Why is happiness easy to share with others, but sadness can only be tasted alone?

Of course you can see at a glance that I can never find the person I am looking for. I took the wrong dog, took the wrong glasses, and took the wrong hat. What is even more suspicious is that the fresh beef is still simmering on the stove at home. I have not turned it on or off. Of course you can see at a glance that I don't want to find the person I am looking for.