Qq space is in a bad mood. It's so sad to talk about it.

1, sometimes, inexplicably in a bad mood, don't want to talk to anyone, just want to be alone. Sometimes in the dead of night, I suddenly feel that I can't sleep, but I stubbornly don't want to sleep. Sometimes, when you hear a song, you will suddenly think of someone. Sometimes, people suddenly say to you, I think you have changed, and then they start to have mixed feelings. Lost oneself can only be picked up slowly.

The longer the time, the lighter the heart. People who have agreed to live and die with * * * will not contact in the end. Time is a thief, always stealing a lot inadvertently, beautiful face, true feelings, happy life. Maybe we can't turn a blind eye, but we don't have to fight each other. After all, everyone has a good time over the full moon. Be sure to be prepared to be robbed one day!

I feel lonely every time I wake up from my dream. My heart hurts and my tears fall. Sometimes I really wish I was no longer myself. I always say to myself: Just take a deep breath, but I have taken many deep breaths and failed to unload the burden in my heart. Every night, I can only hear the sound of heartbreak. At that time, I found that what was once called forever was just a turning distance.

Maybe we shouldn't meet and stick to the ending. Whose long hair is fluttering and lingering in my deep eyes? Who is that water-like sadness, leaving lingering thoughts, in my affectionate acacia? Who has walked through my years? I just missed the dream scene. The passion of the years burned out the last bit of hazy loneliness, leaving a perceptual me lost in the misty world.

5, it matters, it is impossible to continue burning; There is a voice that can no longer swing; There is a person who will never depend on each other again; There is a pair of hands that I can no longer hold, the temperature of the palms; Some things, even if you like them again, don't belong to you; Some people, even if they linger, are doomed to give up; To be yourself, it is better to go on in other people's lives; It is not easy to say love, promise and debt.

6. Looking at each other again, people are still the same, their hearts have changed and their hands have turned over. Fate is gone, love is gone, falling flowers are intentional, running water is ruthless, and that infatuation is broken into dust and ground into mud. Clouds fly easily and fireworks disperse easily. Love and hate eventually become a dream, and spring goes and spring comes. Poppies are picturesque, love flowers are always poisonous, and it is doomed that people will spend two boundless flowers.

7. Today, we are neither brilliant nor doomed. When all the debris gradually formed a landscape for a person to see, I began to understand that I had traveled so many ways not to find you again, but to lose you. Lose you and find what I really want.

8. Since then, I have only myself; From then on, it is hard to trust others; From then on, nothing can't be handled; From then on, even if you find another partner, you won't rely on him any more; From then on, heartbreak is heartbreak.

9. If you want to leave, don't give me a reason to miss it. Promise, sometimes, is what a liar says to a fool. Don't break your heart for the wrong person. Whether anyone loves me or not, I will try to be a lovely person. Don't blame anyone, laugh at anyone and don't envy anyone.

10, finally, heartache, heartbreak, heart turned to dust. The final choice, in the moonlight, was forgotten. Thousands of times, things are different; I want to say that I am still resting, and I am finally close at hand; After all these years, you and I have finally become strangers. Loving you is always the sadness of blooming flowers and falling flowers, and it is the sadness of a moth.