I really want to leave this home. Tell me about it.

1. After you left, I found that I could no longer love others. I left my city and fled all the way, eager to meet you again one day.

Second, if I let her keep me once in three years, I will leave this place and never come back?

Third, in love, all kinds of injuries. Resist, surrender or be negative, but face it all the time.

Fourth, a woman will only bully a man who is kind to her, because she knows that even if he is wronged again, he will not leave her.

5. In this world, with family and friends concerned, what else can I miss ... Leave this place early ... I am surrounded by demons, one by one, telling me to die. ?

6. I was lucky enough to witness the 60th anniversary of Yulin University when I was in college, thinking that I would leave this place soon. This school has given me a lot and made me lose something, trying to enrich my last year, doing what I should do, loving the people I should love and making myself excellent! ?

Crying is the only way to tell when your mouth can't explain how sad it makes you.

Eight, I changed from one ship to another, from one city to another. Actually, it doesn't matter where I go I think there is enough time.

I grew up in a tree and lived a carefree life every day. Until one day, the appearance of the wind completely changed my quiet life. The wind told me that there was a more wonderful and beautiful world outside. I began to yearn for the outside world. I don't want to live in a tree forever. The root of this tree is deeply rooted in the ground and will never leave this place. I don't love trees because they trap me. I don't like this monotonous life. I like the wind because it likes to wander around and never stays for anyone. I am deeply attracted by the randomness and unruly of the wind. I fantasize that one day I can travel around the world with the wind and wander around ..... As time goes by, my dislike of trees becomes deeper and deeper, and my yearning for the wind becomes stronger and stronger. The contrast between the Mu Na of the tree and the romance of the wind is getting bigger and bigger in my heart. I feel that every time the wind passes by me, it whispers in my ear, as if it is singing for me and gently says to me, "How much he loves me. I really want to be Feng's bride and stay with him forever.

When you cry, I will come to your side and give you a hug without hesitation.

1 1. I really envy my colleagues when they say they can leave and my friends can leave this place at will. Maybe I am too sad, but now I admit that I am ordinary, not only ordinary, but also terrible. This process is long and painful. Now I admit that I am just a very ordinary person, who knows nothing, even the freedom of work. I envy him. I really envy him. I think those free people have shallow light, faint fragrance and irresistible love, because their lives can follow their own. And I dare not pursue anything I want. Feelings? Money? I have no motivation to pursue it at all. I have no freedom. I seem to be dead. That's right. I'm already dead. I feel horrible. I'm too timid. Seriously, I want to be free.

Twelve, not with a person who suits you best, but when you meet a person who suits you better, you can stick to your promise to the person you love. Love is not looking at each other, but looking in the same direction.

Thirteen, leave a place, the scenery will no longer belong to you; If you miss someone, that person has nothing to do with you.

Fourteen, people who have lost their fate are not easy to meet even in the same city; A reincarnation means a lifetime. -In this noisy city, who is missing who?

15. When you go to a place, you miss it because of the people there, not just the scenery there. A city will be associated with itself because there is a soft place that is rarely touched and there are people who can't let go.

Sixteen, the person who is best to you is often the person who will bully people the most. Men and women in the world always bully the one who is best for him.

Seventeen, I left the city that made me sad, put aside all the people and things I had fondled, and my immature ideals, and came to a place where not many people cared about me and only I could cry sadly.