Who turned over the desolate song of lefu, the wind is also Xiaoxiao, the rain is also Xiaoxiao, the thin lights are spent another night, I don't know when to haunt the embrace, wake up is boring, drunk is also boring, when the dream also arrives at XieQiao.
The boy and the girl met in the ignorant season of the second year of junior high school, the girl was a transfer student, and for some reason came here, came to the boy's heart, and occupied the boy's heart.
The girl's arrival was very calm, without a ripple, as if God had arranged it, and they had met on a quiet afternoon, well, there was no more tranquility, but the boy's heart was turbulent.
The girl was brought to the classroom by the teacher and said that the classmate was newly transferred, after a brief introduction. The girl was placed in an empty seat in front of the boy by the teacher, and the boy was awakened in his sleep by the sudden classmate, who rubbed his eyes and carefully observed the man, well, looking strange. The boy asked his table mates, "Who is this person, and how come I don't know him?" The boy's table mate said that this man was a new man named Jiang Yihan, and the boy did not know that this name would make him forget his whole life from now on
The sun shining in the classroom shines on the girl's hair, and sometimes the love is wonderful, and the boy seems to feel that they have met a million times before, and love is how she came to you.
Since then, the boy has approached the girl for any reason, the most used reason is to borrow books, boys like to read books, like to take a book in the afternoon, bury their heads in the book, in the book to imagine the excerpt of beautiful sentences, so accumulated a lot of books, girls also like to read, boys always take the initiative to lend books to girls, exchange feelings after reading. The boy is always silently watching the girl reading in the corner, the sun always sneaks into the classroom to shine on the book, forming a spot of light, he likes the sound of the girl's fingers crossing the book, just look at it quietly, sometimes the boy will have an inexplicable ripple in his heart.
Time passes through your fingertips, turning everything into a soft finger. Time passed quickly, in the blink of an eye it was already the third year of junior high school, and the secret that was held in the boy's heart was never revealed, not even the best buddies told, and finally this secret was told by the boy on an evening in the summer. The boy pulled the girl to the playground and told the girl with a serious face that he liked you, and after saying all this, the boy let out a long breath, and the boy who had been pressing on the boy for the past year was breathless, and the girl looked at the boy in surprise, as if everything was still at this time, but the two of them seemed to have returned to the time when they had just met.
The girl broke the silence and I don't like you I have a boyfriend.
The boy looked a little surprised not to expect the girl to reject himself, and the boy looked a little decadent and replied stiffly. He didn't expect it to hurt him so much, and the boy slowly walked out of the playground, the cold wind blowing on his cheeks to dry up the pain and sorrow in his heart.
The boy returned to the dormitory, fell on the bed and could not get up anymore, the boy was not crying, but the eyes were empty and the heart was dripping blood, and the brothers of the boy in the dormitory seemed to sense something, jokingly asked, Hey, why did I lose love. The boy didn't speak, but the boy's buddies were more confused, he didn't understand how he, who was the happiest on weekdays, could be so deep today. He doesn't understand that men's growth isn't increasing little by little, sometimes it's more because of one thing. The boy didn't study late, took sick leave, and yes, he was afraid of meeting a girl. I was even more afraid that my injured heart would burst and bleed.
In the long nights there will be times when it is dawn, even if the boy does not want it to be dark.
Boys and girls met up, though they tried to avoid school only that big. The boy seems to have something to say but still does not say, the girl breaks the embarrassment, although I can't be a lover, I also hope to be the best friend. The boy didn't say anything but nodded slightly and said who that person was, the girl said it was Kobayashi, the boy didn't expect that he was still shocked, Kobayashi was his best buddy.
The days went on like this, without a ripple, but the boy had buried his head in the books all day, on the exam papers, and he didn't have any spare time just afraid that he would think of her. The girl was not bothering the boy's life, but was losing weight day by day. Sometimes it feels like time is passing really fast, and the years have not left any traces between them.
The boy was admitted to the local key high school with excellent results, and the girl was admitted to the local second-rate high school, each has its own belonging, on the day of the holiday, the school organized a farewell party, the location was in a restaurant, all the students were very happy that day, only the boy has been depressed, the teacher of the class left after saying some words, the atmosphere of the teacher left the restaurant is more active, the boy is not infected by this active atmosphere, but the sullen drink a lot of wine The boy is drunk, the boy feels that he has not been so relaxed for a long time, The farewell party ended quickly, the boy knew that all this would disappear in this dust, disappeared into this crowd, he sat on the steps in front of the hotel, looking up at the sky shrouded in smog, sighed for a long time, classmates came out of the door to see him, someone greeted him and said: "After a long time, I will not see you to take care of him, some said: "Your boy is not bad, get admitted to such a cattle school, don't forget the brothers in the future."
The boy didn't speak but just stared at the sky in a daze, and for a long time he heard a familiar and strange voice again: "What the heck, the boy turned around in surprise, it was her, the boy seemed a little confused For a while he couldn't say anything, the girl looked up and saw that the sky was not as blue as before, and we wouldn't be able to meet for the first time, and the boy didn't know what to say For a long time, he just said it lightly, We are still all the way, the boy said this sentence, but he knew that everything could not go back, A few drops of crystalline tears fell to the ground. The girl said can you give me a kiss The boy was stunned The girl didn't wait for the boy to speak and gave the boy a kiss The girl kissed the boy affectionately, but the kiss was too late for the boy. The girl went away with tears in her eyes, the boy didn't keep just a word he couldn't think of to keep, and the boy sat there alone for a long time.
A few years later, the boy became the CEO of a public company and became a successful person, but he always felt that there was still one thing left to be done. When he was ready to go out for a break that day, he stopped at a café and wanted to go in for a cup of coffee to relieve the fatigue of the meeting. He sat at the table closest to the window, the waiter took the price list and asked him what he wanted to drink, he told the waiter, a cup of coffee with milk and less sugar, was about to pull out the mobile phone when suddenly felt that someone was calling him, he looked up at the original Xiaolin, he strangely said how do you say here I heard that you are not in Zhengzhou, Xiaolin said to come here to develop customers, after a simple greeting Boy still can't help but say: Are you and Jiang Yihan still together Xiaolin said Yo, you still think about people, she didn't tell you at the farewell meeting, He said with a surprised face, "Say what?" She hadn't told you yet, and he promised me what the farewell party had told you, and he looked a little anxious. Well, I said actually, I didn't talk to her at all, she lied to you, wasn't it close to the middle school entrance examination at that time, she didn't want you to be distracted by her, and she specifically let you concentrate on studying before uniting with me to lie to you, brother, don't be angry, I've asked her several times to tell you, but she won't let you live, you don't still play with me because of this, what's wrong with me, because I haven't slept for several nights.
After listening to it, he looked a little haggard and just sat there quietly looking at the sky, as if he remembered the words he wanted to say to her.
Stories like this happen every year in this city.
Stories like this end every year and disappear into the wind,
Remember when he and he loved so much,
He is her stream of kaede, and she is his aoi void.
Three years later he met her at a classmate's meeting.
He's still dashing, she's still pretty, but her eyes are a little vicissitudes.
He was accompanied by a newly married bride,
And a man in a suit and shoes was standing next to her.
The moment she shook hands, the familiar temperature made her suddenly want to cry.
She could only squeeze out a smile and not let the tears flow out.
All the memories, all the stories, all the stories that rushed into the mind again.
They stood in the crowd helpless like two children.
Stories like this happen every year in this city.
Stories like this end every year and disappear into the wind,
Remember when he and she loved so much,
Everything changed and came so surprisingly! The dream is also so desolate. It was dawn, and I didn't seem to be awake in my dream.
Accustomed to a person lazily listening to the sad melody, accustomed to a person silently looking at the sad words, always feel that the sky is so blue, blue that makes people a little melancholy. The night is so quiet, so quiet that people want to cry, life is so pale, so pale that people are a little powerless. Reality is so cruel, so cruel that it makes people a little sad, it feels so clear, so clear that it makes people a little hypocritical. The pain was so real, so real, so real that it was a little numb.
Choose loneliness, choose loneliness, choose to sink, choose to wait, wait for a long time without an ending. Stage a one-man show in one's world that has nothing to do with love, fold dreams and hopes and send them to tomorrow, bury sorrow and pain in memory, and cover up all uneasiness, helplessness, and despair with silence and indifference.
One person's hospitality, one person's loneliness, one's one-man show, no gorgeous stage, less sensational audience, can't find a suitable opponent, can't make up for perfect dialogue, delusional to make up for all the mutilations with love. Ignite all the loneliness piled up behind me, I can also put on the phoenix crown, paint a face full of oil paint, smear with gorgeous fat powder, and perform this one-man show that no one appreciates alone, no flowers, no applause, no blessings, it doesn't matter, one person's one-man show, one person's solo director, one person's interpretation is wonderful, I hope I can also have happiness!
Forget your role, have invested in emotions, and release your joys and sorrows in the play... Laugh, laugh miserably, cry, cry to the liver and intestines. The characters are lonely, the opponents are non-existent, the dialogue is always self-talking, and the story usually does not stage the beginning and the end. But it is too thoroughly invested, immersed in the play to act unsympathetically, dancing enchantingly... Perhaps it is precisely because of this incomplete charm that people are addicted to this, shattering the perfect self-esteem and losing their souls, but still lingering and deeply regretting.
After all, I can't fade my desires, I can't hide from the worldly desires, I can't forget the pain of scars, or maybe it's just because of loneliness, and I will re-stage this lonely role again and again. It is the story that is so beautiful that people have an illusion of happiness, so that they indulge in the play and do not want to wake up, silently waiting: It feels too real to think that happiness can really be so simple, but forget that this is a city that lies, who takes who seriously. But it's just a play, why lie to yourself.
Happiness is actually fictional, smiles can also be disguised, and happiness should not be feared. I know that many times the so-called pain is given by myself, but sadness can never ignore the gradual disappearance of the most beautiful years of twenty years old, but I still can't untie the lock in my heart! Some people say that memory is a disease, while sadness is a disability that never heals. I think, then give the heart freedom, even if the sorrow is painful, there will be a day of healing. Look up at the sky, the sky: Is blue, cloudy: It's white while I'm... What color is it? Standing in front of the window, closing my eyes, holding out my hands in the air, trying to catch what I wanted: For example, the love I lost, such as the attachment and emotion that I had destroyed with my own hands: What was once not placed in the no or even disdain, but now it seems so precious, once lost that false network feeling, but now can no longer have, think of yourself is really ridiculous... Putting aside my arrogant nature, pulling off my guarded thorns, and removing my mask of armed indifference, for the so-called unwavering love, I don't know that in exchange for it is only the pain of tearing my heart and lungs... I want to be open-minded, saying that I don't have to live a lifetime, just have it, enough to comfort my life, but the pain that can't be released is closely accompanied.
I want to seal the memory out of time, let the only remaining good cellar occasionally taste, but the smell of decay that can be emitted is not mellow, but the decaying breath of expiration: The ubiquitous sadness made me have to face it, looking back for the happiness I had mistakenly thought, but found that it was just an encounter, a so-called promise that was just talking, but let me be a slave to my feelings, so humble, so depressed... So attentive, but it has become a prop in an expensive emotional game, enough to play enough can still retreat, no incomprehension, no regrets, absolutely more than ever,.......
There are always some very strange things in the world...
Sometimes when you fall in love with a person, you will think of his figure all the time,
When you are lonely, you will want to be by your side.
If it is unrequited love, the timid people will secretly hide and look at him.
Wait, wait, wait... It's not until the end that they give up, and this kind of person is really, stupid.
Maybe the idiot waiting in exchange for disappointment, but will continue to wait.
The moment he learns that the other party also likes him, the mood will really fly to heaven.
It seems that the sky is falling down and you are not afraid, just because the beloved person also loves you.
But that's what you think when you're in love.
No one will believe that imperfect love will happen to them.
Until the breakup, after the hormones of love in the brain have subsided.
I began to think about the memories of the past, and those memories were good and bad.
I hope that everyone is the good side, not the more you think about it, the more you hate.
After the breakup, people will find a reason, a reasonable and harmless reason.
But in fact, we can't find it because...
Whatever the reason, it hurts just as much.
But the most tragic thing is that you love to the end and find that the person you love does not love you.
All sweet memories of the past will collapse in an instant.
When breaking up, it is very personable to wish each other happiness.
But when the other party still loves you, this sentence will hurt him even more;
If you add: For you, I have already seen it very openly.
The sound of the other party's heartbreak, you can't hear.
Some people will ask to continue to be friends, and maybe both parties can abide by it.
But it is undeniable that at the end of the world, the woman you love the most is not necessarily the one who accompanies you, and the person who accompanies you may be the right person for you, not the person who loves you the most.
But this is also perhaps... Or someone can find a suitable and loving person, for their own sake and for your sake, leaving a relationship that does not belong to you is the wisest choice.
After experiencing some things, people will grow up and understand some things better; and after experiencing a relationship, they will know more about love.
What stays is called happiness, and what passes away is called regret.
The taste of happiness is sweet and occasionally sour; the feeling of regret is bitter and occasionally spicy.
Treat the people around you well, and being together is happiness.
If you fall in love, don't let go of the opportunity.
Recklessness may make you regret for a while; cowardice may make you regret it for the rest of your life.
A life without experiencing love is incomplete, and love without experiencing pain is not profound.
Some time ago, a bottle went viral on the Internet. Here's how it went:
A foreign couple picked up a drift bottle from the Indian Ocean in Kohl's Bay, Australia, and posted the photo online.
The drift bottle was covered with small shells, and inside was a letter written by a Chinese seaman to his fiancée.
Even more mysterious is the corner where the bottle is picked up is exactly where Australia's famous couples have agreed to spend their lives.
Netizens who read this story left a message saying that they hoped that the love of the lovers could survive the distance, resist the flow of years, and cultivate positive results.
Yet fate is often difficult to fathom.
Recently the seafarer who threw the drifting bottle was found, and unfortunately, the girl he confessed affectionately in the drifting bottle was married, but the groom was not him.
A fairytale beginning, but a realistic ending.
Maybe love is like this, it can be met, but it cannot be foreseen.
A few days ago, my friend Ah Yuan and my boyfriend of 5 years broke up, no leg splitting, no quarrel.
Ah Yuan said: "The time we have met is getting less and less, and our hearts are far away, even if we hug each other tightly, there is a huge strangeness." It is difficult to enter each other's world, and it is probably time to separate. ”
On the day of the breakup, Ah Yuan helped her boyfriend pack up his things, hugged each other, and then smiled and waved, telling him to drive carefully, as if he was just on a long trip.
The moment I closed the door of the house, I couldn't hold back any longer, and tears fell like rain.
When we are deeply in love, we all think that the true heart will be the enemy of the flow of years, and we think that the love for each other will always be alive. Who knows that love is faded, walking and walking will disperse...
It is said that people will meet 8263563 people in their lives, 39778 people will greet them, they will be familiar with 3619 people, they will be close to 275 people, but they will eventually be scattered in the sea of people.
There's always something to do with it, and it doesn't matter in the end.
We must admit that there are some people in life who are only suitable for encounters, but cannot be accompanied for a long time, just as some landscapes are only suitable for viewing, but not collecting.
I often think of the scene of Rene Liu singing "Later" at last year's concert and crying.
How much love begins to linger, but in the end it is not human.
Everyone has had a lover who has not been together, and for Rene Liu, that person is Chen Sheng.
When I first met her, she was a little girl who did not understand the world, he was a talented musical talent, and in the daily relationship, the adoration came to her mind, and she fell into it.
But at that time, he had a family in his thirties, and in the face of the little girl who was overwhelmed by love, reason and responsibility always stood in the upper hand.
At a concert, Rene Liu walked up to Chen Sheng and asked nervously, "Can you give me a hug?" ”
She wanted to do something crazy for love.
But Chen Sheng hesitated for a moment and just patted her head. Like a father's affection for his child, like an elder brother's affection for his sister, but it's only here.
On the stage, Rene Liu laughed and burst into tears, but finally understood that the fate of the two was just a master and apprentice.
I used to think that even if I loved someone, even if I cut through thorns, even if my head was broken and bleeding, I would have to find a result.
After experiencing the vicissitudes of the years and hitting the south wall, I gradually understood that people will meet many people in their lives, some of which give us long-term companionship, and some of whom are very good.
Some people say: When you hear about love, there are nine sorrows out of ten.
Indeed, love is no more than the most common joke of time.
A girl began to wear makeup as soon as she got into the car, completely ignoring the eyes of others. Putting on her makeup and putting the tools back in her bag, she began to cry with the invitation.
She had probably fantasized about meeting him many times, but she hadn't thought it was this one.
On the Chunxi Road in Chengdu, she rubbed shoulders with the man who had been in love for five years, no greeting, no greeting, he only left a familiar and unfamiliar back.
On the eve of her boyfriend's wedding, she drove downstairs to his house, the light that had been turned on for her countless times, and now waiting for another girl.
On February 18th, the ex-boyfriend got married, drove to his door in the middle of the night, looked at the big red characters posted on their doorstep, looked at his marriage room on the third floor, and thought about the two years with him, and his heart was shaking. The girl who married him, please be kind to my youth.
When you are ignorant and ignorant, you like one thing, and if you love a person, you will cling to it, not vigorously, not painfully.
One day, I suddenly found how many people who had been persistently pursued ended up empty-handed; how many that had been carefully cared for, but they were broken and not looked like; how many had been desperately retained, and finally only the back was left...
Time, the most sober judge, lets us understand day by day that life always has regrets, and feelings are not necessarily long-term.
In this world, the probability of people and people getting acquainted is only five in ten million, the probability of knowing each other is only three in a billion, and in the endless wilderness of time, in the vast sea of people, it is a great fate to encounter sooner or later.
Too many feelings will be met because they owe each other, and the slow repayment of the debt to the other party will be dispersed.
Cherish it when you are together, and learn to let go after turning around, which is the best tribute to the past.
At the time of parting, I said in my heart: I am fortunate that you have come, I do not regret meeting, I wish you well, may I be safe.
May he meet again one day, and smile and greet.