Reflection fireworks follow the water flow

In a room alone, with ice-cold coffee, at night with no lights on, staring at the stars outside the window in a daze.Alone on the beach, no one to accompany, looking at Polaris, crying alone, in the end I still have to live an ordinary life alone, has nothing to do with anyone, in my world, I always feel a bit bitter, Some people are born to like loneliness, some people are afraid of a moment of loneliness, my universe is always so empty, no one nods to me, I will not look at other people's expressions, even if someone wants to hold hands and say hello, I will I will leave, I will never feel any warmth again, I know that I am always a lonely person, my heart is too small, I only think about one person, look at the North Star, I know it is always there, waiting for me, look Watching me wandering all the way, watching the days when my tears fell to the bottom of the sea.

How lonely a person's life is, but there is no change anymore. Some things are lost, and they are lost. I will never regret those past things, because I know that regrets can't be turned back.Just like myself, I am a person who does not want to look back. Life cannot stop running wildly. There is no chance to turn back, and love will not turn back. What is missed will eventually become a lifetime regret, and the life that is not here will perish.All things are like the waves on the sea, the blue sea turns pale waves, waves go far alone but never speak.I don't say hello to people all the way, and I cherish my own sadness and admiration, what do others have to do with me?I only want to care about the people I care about. If everything is gone, no matter how many people are with me, my heart will be empty and cold.

Love is like a love dream when you were young, it comes and goes in a hurry.Crazy in love, easy to walk, who will remember those days of riding a bicycle across the wilderness and weeds after many years?The grass grows and the warbler flies, after all, it is an empty dream!It turned out that I didn't know, it was because I didn't realize it that I let go of the pain of lovesickness. The wound that is difficult to heal will eventually fade away.Will all the stories be forgotten one day?Then no longer remember the people in the story, those beautiful fairy tales, those heart-warming pink romances, and those pure white gardenias?Everything is like the decadence that fell prematurely in the spring, puffing, puffing, making a dull and depressing sound, those memories that fell from [-] feet finally disappeared before they had time to shatter, since when have I lost love? !It turned out that from the moment I had it, those days when I thought I got it, in fact, it has slowly gone away, but I am still immersed in it, and I don’t know the way back.It turns out that love is like a gust of wind. When you are thankful that it is gentle and like a piece of brocade, it has passed by you. When you are reluctant to part with it, it has gone far and perished.After all, it is so short, like the time limit for a flower to bloom, fragile but beautiful, all beautiful things are not easy to last forever, all things that are thought to last forever are the easiest to lose inadvertently.

Eyes that are red from crying, because the person I have truly loved and missed stays in my life and becomes lonely for a lifetime, just like the story in Roman Holiday, I can only be exiled in Rome that has no time limit forever.Where are you going? !If it is the past memory or the future time, you will not be there, you cannot go back in time, you cannot cross the memory, all the silence and destruction are a new life, all the pain and happiness are intertwined, just like what you thought you got but It's like losing, just like you are happy but approaching pain, always weaving together, staying in the next second, maybe the clock is ticking your heart, maybe you cried at this moment, and you will smile happily in the next second .The sun outside the window is still bright, and the sky is still clear without love. Those blue skies and white clouds are frozen in the sky like wind and rain. It turns out that these seemingly changeable things are the most sustainable.No matter when and where you look up at it, it is still so wonderful.

The yellow moon, the gentle hometown, will be far away from me from now on. After all, it will be a chaotic dream of love. You are not wrong, I am not wrong, the only thing that is wrong is love.

Plant a flower, watch a flower bloom, water it, and take it to bask in the sun.I plant a flower and grass in my time alone, and I will be with you for the rest of my life. I know that I will never plant another flower and grass in this life, because I am afraid that it will be lonely and feel sad because it will not get all my love. So, in this life, I just want to use all my love to concentrate on planting a flower, grow with it, give it all my love, talk with it, watch the sun and stars with it.It turned out that everything was so peaceful, and I took it home at night.

Forgot all the glory days, suddenly on that day, I found myself old!It turns out that love when you are old is life when you are old.Life is no longer meaningful, it just flows peacefully.

I don't think there's anything to make me sad, what I've got to do has already been done, loved, laughed, cried, the days that are most like me, the days that are least like me, what I like, what I don't like It's all over, use time to slowly heal, use spring and autumn to forget a period of time, never came, never went.

After many years, I will calmly cross the wilderness that I have never finished, and go home in silence.I know that I have gone far away, going against all the past. Before it disappears, I run with all my strength and leave first. Seeing the loss of tears, I don't want to see the darkness and silence, I am willing to leave first, leaving you alone in the beauty, I know, you are the most beautiful epiphyllum in my heart.

As soon as he appeared, he became Jinghua for a lifetime.

In the blink of an eye, everything can disappear, and I don't think I have anything to be sad about.Dependent origin and extinction, squandering all karma in the past, everything!It was just a dream.The beauty that is short-lived, blows out the traces of the past with the cold wind, and finally no longer misses it lightly.

If you want to forget, then the best way is to put the memory in the wind and dust, no longer think about it.If you don't want to forget, the best way is to put the memory in your wet heart and don't think about it.