My ambition when I sigh hard.
All the passions will eventually bury the loess with this lost time.
"The seventh hate swallowing day? Hate to die young.
Distance is beautiful, parting is painful.
The better the distance, the happier, and the stronger the sadness and loss caused by parting.
This place is a lonely place in Wan Li, but as long as there is a long time in each other's hearts, we can no longer be lonely.
But is this really the case?
When a traveler looks around alone in a foreign land, he has no friends. ...
When a brave man who travels around the world alone faces hardships. ...
When the hero standing at the apex of life scans the endless bones under his feet, he looks up again and faces more hostile eyes. ...
They chose memory. ...
Recalling the old days, I made friends with friends of three or five friends, drank tea and drank thin wine, and talked about the happiness of ancient and modern times.
Recalling the past and being a couple, the sweetness of the flowers and the moon and the vows of eternal love.
I remember the warmth, laughter and respect with my family.
All these old things can really emancipate the mind for a while. ...
unfortunately ...
When I woke up from a short but infinitely sweet memory and faced the cruel reality again, the huge contrast made the scars of loneliness deeper and heavier.
After numerous repetitions, I finally understood what the cruel reality told me. ...
Everything used to be like water,
After all, the present happiness is empty,
The vertical direction is unparalleled,
Holding boundless wisdom, holding the power of going against the sky,
It's hard to hold on to the past,
Under the ages, I only hate that time is hard to come back.
"Swallow day eats day sixth hate? It is difficult to return when you hate. "
When you look at the people around you with warm eyes, what will be waiting for you?
Warm smile? Friendly words?
Yes, we will see all this.
But how can you be sure that behind those happy faces, it is not indifference and doubt?
When you look at your partner with sincere eyes, what will be waiting for you?
Warm wishes? Hot friendship?
Of course, we don't have to doubt everything.
But how can you be sure that those selfless faces are not cursed and hurt?
When you look at your colleagues around you with trusting eyes, what will be waiting for you?
Common ideals? An oath of interdependence?
Yes, we will get everything.
But how can you be sure that behind those loyal faces, there is no conspiracy and betrayal?
Heart, there is nothing more reliable than you in the world.
People's hearts, there is nothing more unreliable than you in the world.
One short step makes an everlasting regret!
Hate myself for not knowing anyone!
Hate yourself for trusting people!
I hate that I didn't find out earlier that people around me had other ways!
But why is this?
Why did you pour all your enthusiasm, but only got a ruthless sneer?
Why did you show all your kindness and get a vicious return?
Why do I let others down and others let me down?
All the wise men in the world have thought about it, but they must understand the word.
finally ...
Look up at the sky and sigh, people are unpredictable!
-Fifth hate? Annoying people are unfathomable.
When you are confused about reality
When you look at everyone with the same cold and sympathetic eyes
I can't help feeling sad from my heart.
What the hell am I doing here?
What is my responsibility?
What can I do but live?
Even if there are thousands of ideals.
There are ten thousand kinds of customs.
In the end, it's all empty talk
-swallowing the day and swallowing the fourth hate? Hate life without love.
Memories of youth
Try to be kind to your elders.
Recall the past
Full of blood and vows to share life and death with friends.
Review the past and the future
Talking to you.
Will spend this long world of mortals hand in hand.
Hate the past
Indifferent to life and death, failing to cherish all kinds of beauty in the world
Hate oneself
It's beyond my power.
How I want to see my parents again.
Unfinished filial piety
I want to talk about life with my friends again.
Good times and memories.
What about you?
White-headed Covenant
The sweet old days
The blood of hatred is running out.
It's time for hatred.
-Third hate? If you hate death, it's hard to be safe.
From birth, we are led by an invisible hand.
He led us to be born.
He led us to meet other people.
He engraved the mark of time on our hearts.
Dominate our joys and sorrows.
Sigh ancient and modern questioners.
I wonder if he needs to carve him.
-swallow the sky and eat two hates? Hate heaven and earth without mercy
First, I hate things to change.