A difficult copy.

If only the moon had been brighter that night, so maybe I could see what was shining in your eyes, whether I liked it or not. This year's wind is too strong, which dispels many people, leaving many people with regrets and hiding many people's feelings. I have to pretend to like the moon because the sun won't like me. I love loneliness, but I pretend to live in a crowd.

The palm of your hand is so big that it can't hold much. Remembering is punishment, punishing those who miss the past. The mountain is chasing the mountain, the mountain is long and near, people are chasing people, and everyone is separated in a hurry.

We are sensitive to what we lack and slow to respond to what we have, so we always lose more than we gain. She is standing next to you in a skirt, you can't see it. Then she stood in a sea of people in a skirt, and you saw it. He is the most interesting boy I have met in these years. I like him best, including his temperament, but I can't understand him. There's nothing I can do. This game is the best I can do.

It feels good to lie in bed after a hard day's work. I play with my mobile phone quietly. I'm tired, but I don't want to sleep. It's not night, it's temporary freedom. You built the city wall high in the hope that someone would love you regardless of difficulties, right?

If I am so beautiful that I am scarce, you probably don't want me to disappear from your life. Unfortunately, I am Zhang Si, an ordinary person among all living beings. I never doubted the sincerity of that moment, but human nature is so profound and complicated. After Qian Fan died, I understood everything and couldn't believe anything.

People always distinguish the depth of love by the pain after separation. Uncle knows where you get off when you go home, and aunt knows whether you want chopped green onion for your cold noodles. I deliberately didn't delete your friends, deliberately didn't blacklist you, deliberately didn't pay attention to you, and deliberately didn't delete your phone. What I want to do is neither cold nor hot, neither cold nor hot, and I am not sad or happy about you. I just want you to look at everything about me, and slowly it has nothing to do with you, but it is by your side.

No matter how many people you read, there is no one like me. Love rises and falls, and that's how we end up. Give back to yourself, give back to others, turn flowers into flowers, and turn trees into trees. It is a deviation to give everything that you can't reach. Sink to the bottom of the sea. I can't let go.

When a person can't sleep at night, he often sits in bed and looks out of the window, thinking about what he has done, right, wrong and regretful. It turns out that love is too obvious to push people further. Let's call it a day. I don't want to stay last as an unbearable crazy woman. I remember being cute when I came.

Did anyone notice you when you stopped? Change your black head. Is anyone paying attention to you? Did anyone notice you when you stayed up late? Just do something that moves you. I lay on my desk and watched him play with her, and watched him gradually like her. I am obsessed with our story, which sounds so precious and unforgettable. In fact, in the final analysis, I don't want to.

If only I wanted him to pay, but I wanted to spend money on him, buy him cigarettes, let him accompany me to the movies, have breakfast, go for a walk at the seaside and accompany him year after year.