Before that, let's turn a text first. I just remembered it, and I can't tell what I want to express. Just a little pain. In the depths of the heart, it is not known to others and cannot be told to others.
You don't care about that heart-wrenching love. In that very intense second, it seemed that the whole world could no longer find any corner that could accommodate each other's sincerity and passion. Even if you die like this, you will have no complaints.
It's just that this kind of love is too deep, and the person you want to give everything and give everything to may not be able to bear it. Most of the time, it is only those seemingly small happiness that can move us. Often can appreciate the beauty of it, a heart must be awakened after a thousand sails. You thought you were so deeply hurt that you couldn't afford another ten thousandth. But when happiness comes unexpectedly, it will still be deeply shaken. How light is this, you have not expected it yourself. It turned out that the heart that never gave up was the waiting heart.
Every time, you think that what is in front of you, around you, is the last time. Every time, you also think that this is the last one. But life is like writing a novel, and the ending is always unexpected and reasonable. Every time, it's not over yet. This repetition is undoubtedly frustrating. dare not move forward. Fear of giving everything and losing everything.
In the back of Yiren's turn, the Yingyingyanyan of the past could not be buried. You always force yourself to live in memories, to pay homage to the withered prosperity of the world.
Before writing the thin night, the thoughts in your heart are like dripping tears, like the endless tears of red candles. For whom does the heart character turn into ashes.
If you love, please love deeply.
If you are persistent, please don't hurt me.
If the end is inevitable, start another paragraph.
If forgetting has its own time limit, please give me eternal memory.
If everything is if, please don't wake me from my sleep.
Today, I patiently finished reading the melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. To be honest, not bad! But a lot comes to mind.
A seemingly ordinary but extraordinary high school girl. He has the super power to make the world develop as he intended. Willful, rude, rude, and whimsical. But these couldn't hide the glowing parts of her body. Maybe some people in this world are like that. Maybe everyone is ordinary, but every day is an extraordinary day.
Whenever Suzumiya is depressed and in a bad mood, it will be a day when the world will face catastrophe. So the people around me who knew about it always tried their best to satisfy Suzumiya's strange thoughts. The only exception is the male protagonist. It's not that he doesn't understand the seriousness of the consequences, but that he trusts Suzumiya and that she won't lead the world to destruction. I don't know if you are so willful towards me because of your trust or because you really don't care. Actually, I prefer the former. I know that you often tell small lies, play tricks, etc. It’s not that you really don’t care or have no way at all. I think it’s also because of trust. But is this trust unconditional or eternal? Confuse. As Suzumiya said: "Love is a kind of abnormal phenomenon caused by ghosts and spirits, and it is a kind of mental illness.". Oh
people are always afraid of the unknown. Just like the people around Suzumiya dare not try to make Suzumiya angry with the real consequences. I don't know what's going on around you, or worry! Isn't your troubles what I want to soothe? It's just that I don't seem to have this qualification and opportunity now!
I want you to have the same ability as her, and I want to be able to hold up that umbrella.
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