Love can never stand waiting

The sky is cloudy and the heart is sad. Once upon a time, will the floating feelings be so persistent? A person sat quietly in front of the computer, thinking deeply. In the spring season, it was so bleak and tired, without any warmth. It seemed to be close to a distance. He reached out and couldn’t touch it. Try hard to look at the vast sky, which is a piece of gray. You can’t see any color, let alone the expected future. Tears ran across his cheeks, sadness dripped on the ground, composing notes, pretty rhythm, but he forgot between melancholy that youth had already been folded. He could not grasp its tail until it began and ended. Memory is a photo. I looked at the photo repeatedly, but I didn’t know that the photo had already been left on that quiet night. You turned around and I saw you again. Looking back, you went far, maybe like duckweed hit by the rain, only have a short and accidental gathering, and then ending song of love. Shu Ting is: it seems to be separated forever, but it depends on each other for life; Xu Zhimo is: You remember it, you ‘d better forget it; Xi Murong is: write the 300 poems contained in it in the sky with light clouds, perhaps we should really learn to face it with a light mood, regard the world as a beautiful shadow, and regard all nothingness and hypocrisy as roses of paper, which is more fun without any intention. Can’t let go, can’t open the initial expectation; Can’t forget, deep hesitation in the eyes. If love was not confused, I wouldn’t hide alone in the corner of no one, quietly and sentimental; If love was not lonely, I wouldn’t force myself to fold up the desolation in the bustling crowd; If love was not persistent, I wouldn’t miss someone strongly under the blue sky alone. If love was not sincere, I wouldn’t sit alone in front of the computer lamenting my life and lamenting the fate of too many, too much loneliness, too much attachment, unable to hold, unable to copy, unable to make a comeback. Although I can’t deeply experience loneliness and sadness, I always feel inexplicable sadness, stirring tears in my eyes, hard to sleep, tearful vicissitudes, infinite confusion, so unforgettable, I don’t know when to release my hesitation and helplessness. At this time, the window was already ticking raindrop, and the broken beads, like my heart, were fragmented. I used to think that persistence would last forever. I don’t know that I have missed too many years and too many vicissitudes that cannot be copied. I have gone through all kinds of trials, struggles and sorrows. Finally, I found out, the origin that cannot be returned is living in betraying the original love. After several years of spring and autumn, can you make a short stay at the moment when you suddenly look back? At this time, I deeply realized the helplessness that my son wanted to raise but didn’t wait. Time flies and love turns around. Someone took away the memory of a tree and flower around me. I tried hard to build those fragments, which used to be the enthusiasm of waiting and the expectation of life and death, in the end, the years were cold and became Amber. That man was also woven into a classic by the years. The entanglement on the three-Life Stone was still open again and again. Love was always an unbearable wait. Therefore, if you really love, don’t wait. You will be lost in the end. Then why not continue to love now…

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