we live alone .we die alone.everything else is just an illusion . It
's like a small hammer that grinds out a cocoon and smashes into the pink one in my heart. in the meat.
I said I am not afraid of a person.
My heart is hoarse and I am afraid of being alone.
Extreme fear, contempt, and even resistance.
For a week on New Year's Day in 2013, there were no classes. Everyone lived on their own. They were busy with different things at different times and spaces. Maybe you didn't meet someone you knew all day, which meant that you wouldn't speak for a day. Breathing hot.
I was used to having someone to accompany me to keep warm, but I was suddenly lonely, and my heart was a barren desolation. It seems that he has been dead for a long time, and his body is full of rotten and rotten breath.
Under the bright and nearly pale bathroom lights, the hot water rushes on your arms, watching the white air evaporate on the pores, you can feel that you are truly alive, in the cold winter.
Eyes are sore. Because of loneliness, because loneliness is so shameful. You doubt your own authenticity and whether you are incomplete, otherwise why would you be the only one left?
On the last day of the week, a long-lost high school classmate called and said he was lonely. One goes to self-study, one has dinner, one goes to the library, one tells funny jokes to himself. His tone was low and troubled, and he murmured repeatedly on the phone. He also had many friends, but it was still so uncomfortable when he was alone.
I wrote him an e-mail and said a big truth, what can be with me forever, and what should accept every arrival with an indifferent attitude, so that life will be more happy than sad and other bullshit. There was no way to tell him personally, and my throat was dry and bitter.
we live alone .we die alone.everything else is just an illusion.
it is a truth.
keep up the night.whose youth is not alone.
The crowd opened and closed, and the young faces rose and fell, coming and going in life. No one will always be with you, we are always looking for the other half of ourselves, maybe a person, maybe the other side, maybe a thing, a thing.
The beginning of the film is full of literary and artistic style. Some people say that Freddy has changed from Zhengtai to a rotten gay. He has grown up and is not damaged, kissing greenly with a cute little nose.
At the beginning, the young man who was walking in a hurry, full of sadness and incomprehension, wearing a black coat and stirring up the wind and dust, was also us
, remembered a sentence, youth is indeed a bright sadness, how many people only see the bright and do not understand the sadness . The growth and transformation of the spirit is far more painful and sweaty than the elevation of the joints.
The troubles of the young Werther run through the whole film, the divorced father and mother, the unemployed stepfather who wandered the streets for a winter, the unsolvable confusion of life, friendship, love, study, and troublesome things are clearly there. It was indeed gloomy, like a rainy day in April.
Tian suddenly brightened up when freddy smiled, mother crouched in front of her chest and cried, lisa said we would be together eventually.
We don't have to question why freddy can complete a year's homework in 3 weeks, maybe a talented teenager is so amazing after having hope and goals for the future. And everyone has their own talents.
freddy just told us. Don't worry, whose youth is not lost. One day you will find your future, your hopes, what you are destined to do.
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