Aegean Sea without olive branches

Somehow I wrote down such a sentence: cold ice also has boiling point. I am grateful to meet you. Although each other is a passer-by in life, I really just want to accompany you and walk for a while —- inscription years are always cruel to tease the once romantic or unromantic feeling, because as long as it flows, there will be traces, I looked up and tried to restrain some liquid from flowing down. Countless sad pictures appear on the white paper, weaving into broken dreams one by one. So, I picked up the pen, and in this way, 1.1 o’clock was composed of trivial memories to form a complete you, unique. Remember the first time you said to day: I am night is a child. You are so revealing your relationship with the night, is that why you lost a little bit on that moonless night, and then left me such a lifelong concern? I used to think that this would be a natural love. Although there is no huge and prosperous background, although there is no glory that attracts worldwide attention, it will also warm to make people cry, it is so beautiful that it becomes a legend, just like the bright peach blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River or the white snow in the north, so clean and innocent. But,. People are no longer, olives are no longer. If you leave, I will definitely come to you, definitely, definitely. Some things will eventually become a foregone conclusion. I won’t let this relationship disappear like this. Maybe this is a sorrow that cannot be removed. I don’t know why you answered like this at the beginning, but I didn’t stick to my original promise. I didn’t go to you. I’m afraid, I am worried that this will really be a sorrow that cannot be removed, a period of sadness that can be cut constantly. However, missing has never changed with time, and deep blessings hide behind missing. Finally, I know. True compassion is not self-sentimental or moved. Real memories are not all numbers, and real tragedies are not only powerless and painful. If tears like the tide rise and fall, where will compassion be? I still deeply remember such a passage circulated on the internet. Every time I see it, I can’t say what it feels like. You seldom contact each other. In this long life, you may only meet one in tens of thousands of times, but you have kept a thought and an instruction in each other’s hearts. Even if he goes to the ends of the earth, even after many years, even if you have already seen each other again, it is not enough for you to remember such a person so deeply. Maybe it can only be like this in reality, and there is no choice. The empty pan-link was then exact. I was immersed in the gray song. The wound of memory had already faded, but it still failed to hide. Only I share the world with Twilight, one person. I have always encouraged myself in my heart, and I also know that I cannot forget you all my life, because someone has already carved a deep mark on my heart, forever, forever. I really want to live well for you, but I am very tired. I really want to be a butterfly. Before my life ends, I will fly to you just for the last look. I stroked the pen in my hand and turned the diary that had become history page by page. Those tears of laughter were broken into helpless sadness. Recalling how many tenderness was deeply planted at the beginning, Guan Shan blocked and sent the songs far away, how many past events were empty, and countless threads turned into endless pain in my heart. Whenever this time, at this time when I am about to miss a disease, I really want to, really want to sprinkle a jar of thick ink on the sky, willing to surround all the night and devour all, then maybe you will come back, maybe, maybe. However, there is always a group of people in life, standing on the Blue River Bank, tearing large areas of pain and despair into pieces, and then putting them into the fast-flowing river to settle into a riverbed that will never forget. And you are one of them. In this way, eight years later, I finally realized a truth. Don’t think that what you meet is the unique love in the world. What is unique is only the person you meet, not the love, love is the same. Your name is ginger olive. You said that your love is as broad as Aegean Sea. Now, everything is established and becomes the side of Aegean Sea without olive branches. Postscript: The rest of your life will become a stranger. If you go for thousands of miles, you will bow down to you deeply in the twilight. Please cherish it for me, although they say that all kinds of things in the world will eventually come to an end and will eventually become empty.

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