maybe because of the love, because I deeply love the daughter of the sea. Every time I read this one, my tears are like rain. I often think about how sad and lonely she was inside the moment she turned into a bubble.
The last time I went home, I flipped through the high school weekly notebook and saw my adaptation of the urban version of the mermaid story, which made me cry. The real-life mermaid came to the city with a little memory of her past life, looking for the former prince. The scene shifts to the intersection of the city at night, the lights sweeping as she walks across the sidewalk, and she glances back at his prince, and the familiar twinkle in his eyes lifts her heart. The prince got out of the car and said to her, Madam, do you need help. The mermaid stood there in a daze, and the two hundred years of waiting and pain were so excited that she was almost speechless. The prince looked at him with a strange expression on his face. The affectionate eyes that seemed to be familiar ignited the hope in the mermaid's heart...
When I was in high school, I just changed my intern teacher, so I was lazy and only wrote 400 words in the 800-word weekly diary. hand, then break down next time. Female teacher, young, beautiful, and just graduated and easy to talk. Forgive me every time I shake "Next time to make up for it", there is only this one, the red words below are, very well written, what happened later?
And then...then the prince is still a prince, he is still the same as in the previous life, the crowd is shining and attracting attention, surrounded by beautiful women, but he is never down to the norm. He saved the mermaid, but that was just by chance, it could be sympathy. He is kind, but he still exists in that world that belongs only to him. That expression that used to be incapable of words, those pains... are all her destiny...
What happened afterward? There is no future...
She knows the ending, but she still loves as if she doesn't know the ending... If fate is destined to be cruel, then she chooses to be brave in her own way... Even if she sacrifices her life in the end,
mermaids are not a feast for the eyes world. Feelings that cannot be spoken are still going on. It is difficult for those who have not experienced that kind of grief to understand. loneliness in the form of bubbles
So every time I hear the song Mermaid Tears, I want to cry uncontrollably.
Mermaid's last tears are as deep as the sea
Is your sorrow as deep as the sea?
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