Cloudy style

The rain fell, and there was no sign in the Sunny Sun. Light and Light, unconsciously slowed down the rhythm of the heart. I like cloudy days, simple style, graceful sadness, looking at the sky, thinking of a quiet place left behind. Whenever I look at the sky, I no longer like to talk. Just like that, I always perched in the curtain of rain. It becomes a habit to listen to music and read books alone at the corner of the window of the room. Casually ~ I like the paragraph of Guo Jingming very much: I am a child who would look up at the sky when feeling lonely, looking at the big sun, the big moon and the sore neck, eyes filled with tears. This is true. Good children don’t tell lies, but those things in my works, those things that look like illusions open in the water, they really don’t recall any more, and memory is not an excuse for sadness, it is not a way of comfort either, because no matter how many memories there are, they will eventually be wet by the rain and become a breeze. No longer sad, gloomy is not unique, let alone the seeds must be planted in sorrow. Just so down, down to no feeling, no hate, no injury, no feeling. Change, don’t do this anymore, start again, start again, start again ~ honestly, you can’t let go at the beginning, you can’t let go at the beginning, you really want to know you at the beginning, you really want…… I really want…… Maybe it has become empty ~ I forgot, I am very happy now, especially happy, so I can explain to myself over and over again. Sneer ~ it’s really not like this, damn it, still, still, still there. Let go, in the rain, understand, in the rain, put it down, when the rain falls, put you, this old good friend and me this second ago together in this summer, this rainy season, it is a cloudy day when gardenia blossoms. The weather is fine. I still like rainy season and cloudy days. I like listening to music and reading books at the corner of my room alone. The rain fell, the habit of burying memories fell, the clothes were wet, the heart was frozen, the rain fell, I changed my mind and left it, but the rain fell, with a brand-new me, it should not be the beginning, the beginning, neither the beginning nor the future. Seriously tell me what I only know ——— Xi I don’t believe, I can, it is not others but myself, this is the first and last time, all of which have not been done in the last second, finish, wait, firmly draw a full stop. One chance, one effort, and one try. You should understand that this is not a joke. Come on, smile again, and you won’t go back to the original point. The first start after the loss of memory, the rain fell, the same scene, the same place, the same environment, the same day, become me, change people, a brand new under the rain curtain after upgrading ~ pull up the corners of the mouth, gorgeous performance after farce!

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