Does everyone have a secret in their heart?

Everyone has secrets in his heart that others don’t know

Some people are laughing and joking on the surface, as if they don’t care about anything and are not worried. In fact, what is these people’s heart like? One person knows.

Many introverts hide their secrets deep in their hearts. They are not used to telling others, and they may not know who to talk to, so they will only bury the secrets deep in their hearts, or record them in their own notebooks. .

I think the reason why secrets are called secrets is because they don’t want to be discovered by others.

Many people have different inner thoughts. We cannot ask others to be the same as ourselves and we must respect others.

I once carried a heavy baggage on my back

I vowed to make a good appearance

Do you ever want to come back to what you look like now?

Now that you are Where is it?

The girl I secretly promised you

Did you ever get married secretly?

It was you who didn’t know how to cherish it at that time

After losing it, I regretted it

Why is it like this

This is not how the story should be told to people

Why is it like this

Story The wonderful world without you

Seeing your sad look

I don’t know how to comfort you

When I think of myself now, I am just like you

What qualifications do you have to heal your wounds

Why is this happening

How should stories be told to others

Why is this happening

< p> The tragedy of the story is exaggerated by you

Seeing your sad look

I don’t know how to comfort you

When I think of you now, I am the same as you

What qualifications do you have to heal your wounds?

Let us forget together

Let go of the missed existence

Just to meet Better girl

That’s why you are lonely now

Seeing your sad look

I don’t know how to comfort you

When I think of I am the same as you now

What qualifications do I have to heal you

Let us forget together

Let go of the missed existence

Just think it’s to meet a better girl

That makes you lonely now

There may be secrets...

The reason why secrets can be called secrets Doesn’t it just include the unspeakable layer? Regardless of whether we know each other or not, this is placed in a place that only I know, and I don’t expect any answers. If there could be an answer, wouldn't it be true that the only person who could answer this question is myself?

Secrets are not meant to be shared... If they can be shared, it would be a story rather than a "secret" for this child~

If you expect someone to answer your worries, it is a worry. But thank you for the questioner's willingness to listen to other people's "secrets" and stories. In this busy day, it would be a great thing if someone is willing to listen to your story~

Yes A secret? Look at my innocent face, which is so clear to the bottom of my heart. I’m afraid when I walk on the street, afraid of being seen in full view [呲呲][呲呲]

Let’s show it off, everyone has it in their heart Has its own secrets. Maybe it's beautiful, maybe it's scarred, they are all subjectively hidden in the heart, and slowly chewed up memories in the long river of time.

If you call it a secret, you won’t tell others about the past that cannot be changed and the unknown future. Telling it to people around you will only increase your worries. Telling it to outsiders will reveal the half-healed truth. scar.

Everyone has their own secrets. If you don’t explore the secrets in other people’s hearts, it’s respect, friendliness, and trust.

Everyone has his own secret in his heart. Although he doesn't say it, he can never forget it. Last year, today, in this door, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red color. I don't know where the human face went, but the peach blossoms still smiled in the spring breeze.

My secret is the peach blossoms from tree to tree.

The Fragrance of Peach Blossoms

Written by Peter

Monologue: The peach blossoms shine brightly.

Every year after you left, at the same time, I would bury a peach stone in the old place, count the years, and hope that it would take root and sprout.

Today, there are peach trees in the forest, and in the excitement of spring, fallen flowers are blooming.

I am wearing new clothes and holding a cup of tea.

Look at the fragrant peach blossoms all over the sky.

Suddenly I remembered the ink-like past.

Thinking about it again, I am heartbroken, where are you at this moment?

You carry your bags and look for a place called the distance.

Good men are everywhere, so I have no choice but to pretend to be happy.

I don’t want my sadness to become a fetter for you.

Sing silently thousands of times, tears become clothes.

Why not cry? Why not laugh?

I miss you, in the old place, next to the peach blossom tree,

Drink a cup and think about it, watching the two petals of the flower bloom, my heart changes.

I am waiting for you, in the old place, beside the peach blossom tree,

Watching the flowers bloom and seeing the impermanence of life is the most unforgettable thing.

In Jiangnan, in the afternoon alley after the spring rain, I came across a peach blossom in full bloom.

Who is laughing loudly in a strange hometown?

The wind brings waves of sadness, and thoughts flow with the wind.

Girl from far away, when will I come back to you?

When I was young and frivolous, I was selfless and arrogant, and I just wanted to travel far away.

Now that my hair is gray, peach trees are in the forest, and flowers have fallen like frost, I understand that life is just a dream.

I am wearing new clothes and holding a cup of tea.

Look at the fragrant peach blossoms all over the sky.

Suddenly I remembered the ink-like past.

Thinking about it again, I am heartbroken, where are you at this moment?

I miss you, in the old place, next to the peach blossom tree,

Drink a cup and think about it, watching the two petals of the flower bloom, my heart changes.

I am waiting for you, in the old place, beside the peach blossom tree,

Watching the flowers bloom and seeing the impermanence of life is the most unforgettable thing.

Everyone has his or her own secret, so we must respect the secret, respect its appearance, and respect its being guarded.

Just like Yu Chizi likes Duan Bowen, just like Duan Bowen likes Li Er, just like Scarlett goes to the bar just to attract her father's attention

All living beings are full of surprises. Besides, people are not saints and sages, who can have no faults? It is normal for you to do something out of the ordinary once or twice in your life. Secrets don't have to be dirty or dirty things. There are also friendships, family ties or other things.

Keep it secret but keep it secret. Since it's a secret, I don't want to tell it. Some secrets are open secrets that would hurt a person or a group of people if told. It's better not to tell such a secret.

Tell me the secret in my heart. Since it's a secret, it must be the first time I tell it. I remember when I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, one day on my way to school, I was carrying a schoolbag and wandering around. I suddenly found a chicken on the side of the road. I didn’t know what to think, so I picked up a stone and quickly threw it at the chicken. past. I saw the chicken plop and fall down. Oh my gosh! The stone hit the chicken right on the head. I was also stunned by my "luck". Look around and see if there is no one around. He ran to school in a hurry. From then on, I would run away from chickens whenever I saw them.

This can be considered a secret. Sharing it for the first time. I'm so sorry.

If we follow the explanation of personality by Western psychologists Jung and Freud, people can be divided into id, ego, and superego. Each level is a definition of the individual's degree of control over instinctive desires. Everyone must walk according to social moral rules and wear a mask to hide their true inner thoughts and desires. They have their own stories, privacy, or the love and sweetness deep in their hearts, or the unspeakable pain and sorrow they have experienced, or their secret desires and fantasies.

Does everyone have a secret in their heart? Yes, as we grow older, we enter the ranks of adults. What age leaves us is just a number, and everyone has more or less secrets deep in their hearts. Sometimes they can be shared with parents or friends and classmates. Once you tell the deepest secret in your heart, maybe after you tell it, the people closest to you will help you analyze it and sort it out. But at this moment, you feel more relaxed than ever before.

Because you have completely solved the secret in your heart and received the comfort of the people closest to you. Maybe in our daily life, there are some secrets that are spoken out loud, but most of the time they are just another word. It is on the lips but buried deeply in the heart, making it a permanent secret. Maybe some people keep this secret throughout their lives without telling it.

Because in my lifetime, I will always live in my heart with this person who I once loved deeply, but due to various reasons, I could not be with you for the rest of my life. Sometimes I look at the clouds on the horizon and wish them well. If you are well, it will be a sunny day. When I think of the past, the secrets deep in my heart will slowly disappear. I only hope that there will no longer be any secrets deep in my heart in this life. I just hope that I can be happy every day in this life.

1. Night has arrived, and the wandering heart, deep in the dusk, is like a tired bird returning home, returning to the real world of its own.

2. Everyone has his or her own secret, which is inevitable for every life to exist. Just like the stars shining brightly across the night sky, each one has its own orbit and each path. There are encounters and scenery on every road, which creates the story of every journey.

Secrets, quietly, like trees standing in the open wilderness, where there is only one's own watch and appreciation. Secrets cannot be told because no one understands them, they are too shy to tell them, or they like to keep them.

3. The secrets in the heart of every life, silent in the depths of time and space, are all faced with the consideration of one's own life, whether light or heavy, life can't bear the lightness, life can't bear the weight. Come, like light and rain pouring into the depths of the earth, the earth of the soul welcomes it, brewing and fermenting in the depths of life. Maybe one day it will jump out of life in a new form, or it will just disappear like smoke in life.

4. Hello, secret. You are an indescribable secret. Your existence makes the soul unique and interesting, and makes life colorful, beautiful, thick and rich.

5. May everything be wonderful.