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Today, as usual, open here, habitually browsing visitors, the familiar name actually appeared there, surprised at the same time, the stopped string was suddenly bounced, tears surged like a fountain, the name still made me cry. Wrapped in a strong self like a rice dumpling, it is peeled off layer by layer, why? Why should you pay attention to me? How much of my all is in your heart? If you really care about me, why do you let me be so frustrated and lonely? I don't want to be disturbed, you know? Why do you want to make me cry like this?
Since I am estranged, let me avoid it forever, don't let me cry for you like this and so alone, I don't want to let myself be lost again, I don't want to be my former grievances and depression, I am so wronged and tired, I am so tired. Do you know? I want to walk away quietly alone, can't I? Why should you let me see you? I said that the reason why I don't want to face you, the reason why I don't want to give you a few words, is that I am afraid that I will not stop crying like this.
You said that you are the only one in the world who knows me best, but do you know me? My sadness my emptiness my frustration my loneliness my loneliness? I press the longing in my heart down and lower it again, I bend it like a small spring of flexibility, I only hope that you can care about me, give my heart a little bit of comfort and the joy of love. In fact, you have always known that all I want is a spiritual dependence, a love from the depths of the soul. As a result I didn't wait for anything, what else could I do but leave? All I know is that I am like a lost child, unable to find a warm home of my own; I only know that on this stage of love, I am alone in singing a monologue all along; I only know that I am very wronged, I am empty, I am sad, I am lonely. I thought that these aggrieved words would be buried in my heart forever, and I would never complain to you again, and I knew that it would tire each other out, but you really shouldn't come to me, and you really shouldn't disturb my hard-to-calm mood.
I thought that I was so dependent on you, but this was not the case, perhaps, you initially thought that I was childish and willful, I would not really leave you, but who knew my state of mind at that time? The environment can really change and exercise people, beware of the desire in the heart and can not be done, really only strong yourself. I'm really nice and quiet on my own now. It is often said that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and when the heart is no longer pinned on hope, it is indifferent to disappointment, I am like this, no longer desire fantasy for anyone, what can I do? What else can I do? That's all there is to it!
Remember those two sentences that were passed to you through your classmates?" Spring silkworm to the end of the dead silk, candles into gray tears began to dry "for so many years, love is like a cocoon, as a cocoon to bind itself, the silk is exhausted; Over the years, I have cried countless times for you, and really until the last tears began to dry. Love without regret, I have no shame! You perceive.
Says who? In the world of love, whoever cares will lose, and maybe I am the one who loses. Zhang Ailing said that if you like a person, you will be humbled to the dust and then blossom. Maybe I'm the little girl who's down to the dust. I didn't want to say it again, I didn't want to cry anymore, I thought I was indifferent, but that name still made me cry again, and I hoped that we wouldn't interfere with each other and stop here.
Swallow June 8, 2008
Author: Swallow, a little girl who is low to the dust.
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