Silence is a person's palest expression of love; it is the most powerless response of a heart to love. The silent man loves the deepest; the silent heart hurts the most. In this life, people always have a reality that they are unwilling to accept and do not want to bear. He always pours out his heart and lungs to face it, but he does not get the kind treatment of appreciation; he has been pouring his heart and soul to wait, but he cannot wait for the conscience to find back. Pain, but feelings; hurt, but heart. Serious to the point of death, but losing a complete defeat; single-minded to leave no room, but coldly forgetting to cry. Expect to be valued, but be ranked last; come with hope, but return with disappointment. Many changes catch you off guard; many reluctances make it difficult for you to give up. It's not that you're not good enough, it's that the heart is really unpredictable; it's not that you're not real enough, it's that this fate is really difficult to grasp.
It is said that the sky is long, but it has been owned; it is firmly believed that they will stay together for a lifetime, but it is only a short encounter. Some people have everything in their hearts, that is, they can't say it on their lips, so they hold themselves back; some things already know the answer, that is, they don't want to point it through, so they torture themselves. In fact, people with stupid mouths have the most sincere hearts; in fact, people who smirk are the most persistent. Reluctant to hurt others, always with a smile to forgive; do not care about their own heartache, always with tears to support. Some feelings can only be handed over to the heart and rubbed into tears; some feelings can only stop at the lips and hide in the heart. People who have you in their hearts will always take the initiative to find you; people who do not have you in their hearts will always automatically ignore you. What awaits is not love, but pity; what is sought is not affection, but sympathy. Not your dream, no matter how beautiful it is, you must wake up; not your love, no matter how painful it is, it will be broken. People who love after love like silence. Sometimes it's not that you don't want to say it, but you don't know how to say it.
Some questions and not to ask are superfluous; some things are said and not said, and they have been understood. Truthful answers are always afraid of hurting others; false courtesy, and always self-deception. The helpless choice is indifferent, but it hurts in the heart; the strong only bear, but shed tears. How many times does a heart have to be hurt before it is forced to choose to give up; how many times does a person have to wait stupidly to realize that he is only superfluous. Today's frozen heart was once the warmest; now the heartless person was once the most affectionate. A sincere heart cannot withstand repeated harm; a dedicated heart cannot stand to be treated with contempt. Tears are talking expressions; heartache is invisible cold. It is difficult to cover the heart, it is not worth the pain; the person who does not know how to cherish it is not worth waiting. Just remember one sentence: those who are reluctant to you will not leave at any time; those who are willing to give you may leave at any time! One day you will know: people's hearts cannot be exchanged for people's hearts, and seriousness cannot get deep affection. No matter how well it is done, some people will turn a blind eye; no matter how much they say, some people will turn a deaf ear. You are kind, you forgive, you tolerate it again and again, and finally you break your heart; you tolerate, you nurture, you do not care about the past, and finally lose faith.
In this world, there are always unsympathetic people, and there are also ungrateful hearts. Over time, you will know who is really good to you and who is pretending to smile at you; over time, you will understand who will take care of each other and who will turn around and run. People who hurt you, reluctant to hurt you; people who don't hurt you, don't care if you hurt! There are always people you can't see through; the world is big, and there are feelings that you don't understand. Don't think that you can get by giving; don't feel affectionate, you can get old. Halfway through the road, it changes; when the hand is halfway there, it disperses; when the beloved reaches the halfway point, it fades.
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Source: China Youth Network