In many cases, the past is actually impossible to miss anymore. It's like we've lost old yellowed photographs of the past, lost the memories that were once beautiful and withered, and lost a lot of beautiful things that we once kept well for a long time. I wanted to reach out and grab it, but I couldn't grasp anything.
Perhaps, there are many things that will always be buried in the deepest parts of the soul, deep or shallow traces. When I think of it occasionally, the heart no longer feels so much pain, but only the numbness of the waves, drinking the spirit, feeling the stimulation brought by the wine, or spicy or bitter, or stimulating or soft, just like the mood, or happy or sad. When everything has become a thing of the past, you will still feel the truth and touch, the hypocrisy and sadness, and whenever this time comes, the tears will not stop flowing out, slowly slipping down, falling into the strong wine.
I don't know when I heard people say, "When you want to cry, the tears can't help but flow out, you must raise your head, open your eyes, don't blink, you will see the world slowly become blurred from clear" But when the tears really flow down, the heart suddenly becomes very clear
When loving a person for a long time, it naturally becomes a habit, but when the heartache is long, it slowly becomes a scar, and when a person is hated for a long time, he will become our burden. Without fiery and passionate love, it slowly returns to flatness, and every day is not accompanied by good morning and good night greetings, but chai rice oil and salt that must be faced. Maybe that's the kind of eternity we've been looking for. Although we don't know, whether this blandness of chai rice oil and salt will still make people so heartwarming. It's just that waiting is difficult, I don't know if time will dilute everything, but the heart is still in the same place, staying and beating in his most stubborn way.
Everyone will meet many people in their lives, but if you can meet someone who is learning how to love you with your heart or someone you can give your life to love, it will be happy. Sometimes we don't cherish what we already have, and we always feel that it's not the best. But do you know that waiting is only a fantasy, expectation is not real, only what is really what you really have is the most beautiful, and you should cherish it even more.
Love, sometimes just a momentary feeling, feels so wonderful. Love is not an adventure, only when we have love in the adventure to feel that it is eternal, but the fate has long been predestined, doomed to the love of the adventure will eventually leave one day. Because they can accompany each other to the end, they are often predestined from the beginning, and they are born for each other.
If there are really two people in the world who are destined to love each other and accompany each other for a lifetime, then before these two people meet, every step they take is moving closer to each other, impartial, no matter how many twists and turns and difficulties there are in between, they will eventually meet. I believe that this is the fate of the underworld, because people with hearts will always worry about each other, even if the other party is close to the end of the world. But people who have no heart will not care about each other, even if they are close to the end of the world. If your love has been stuck in the memories of the past, it does not belong to someone, but to a certain time. But if your love stays in life, it will be eternal, even beyond eternity.
Maybe we all want to forget something, forget it forever. For example, pain, we also want to forget other things forever, such as heartbeat. Baby Anne once said, "Some things can be forgotten, some things can be remembered, some things can be willing, and some things have been powerless." ”
Maybe you'll forget everything, but the tears won't. Maybe we really haven't cried for a long time, no matter what kind of thing we encounter, even if it is heart-wrenching, we can still watch coldly next to us, in the end, the tears will not melt with time, originally thought that everything has become a dried specimen, but the tears know.