Fingertips of happiness, sadness tip of the nose. Some people say that life is a net, and she brings you happiness, but also give you grief. The well-being can not grasp the finger, tip of the nose of sorrow could not see. In fact, everyone's different roles, different life, of happiness and sadness have different understanding. Our sadness buried in the bottom of my heart, do not want to say, too many secrets, can only be submerged underground, light singing sad, smile, love watching other people sad, and then said to them: "Do not sad, to happy, like the like me. "We always hesitate to stray years, there is a lot of regrets.
Ago I always thought, I was happy, happy; always thought that, everything is beautiful; always thought ... .... But when the real plunged into grief swamp Shique able to extricate themselves, without even a trace of struggle and let the body fall. I'm just a lonely old companion with the child. Encounter. Like weather, mood, boring irritability, depression of the permeability is not angry. Gray skies are the main practical style, delivered at a few pieces on the withered leaves are swaying in the wind, slowly falling to the ground and put an end to life, emitting a faint breath filled with bleak. In fact, occupy most of the grief is still thinking, seated into wood, stupid.
Do not know when, I began to like Jacky Cheung's songs, the kind of fall silent, that the vicissitudes of life kind of lonely, I would often feel the vulnerability of the people, not when listening to a song, is always the existence of a sorrow and grief, stimulating the lacrimal gland, blurring the front, but when all was quiet when the species was relieved, and endless free and easy, love-hate Qingchou, eliminate geographic origins, so that they go with the flow like a ... ...
Sad is true, tears are false, would have no cause and effect, a hundred years ago, you are not you, I am not I a hundred years, no you, there is no me ... ...
Those who have been stranded sad season, I always want to be able to of forgotten, I even will be "selfish" and thinking that one day when the well-being quietly came up to me, I looked up the sky beautiful "clouds", will be an angel Beautiful arrangements for ......
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