Non-Stop, Miss

Snow, those enchanting snow, those who used to like it but now hate it. I thought it was gentle and affectionate, but I turned around and found that it was cold-blooded and ruthless. I thought it was pure and flawless, but I found it was the dirtiest when I turned back. Still in the snow, watching scenery, life, past, ignorance, confusion and hesitation, anxiety in heart, deep depression, pretending to be strong. It was still in the snowy night, to imagine, to forget, to be romantic, that stubborn self, who was reluctant to give in or admit defeat, even if his head was broken, he still had to move forward and walk all the way to the black. I like to walk around alone, but go to places I don’t know, and then start to find the way casually, guess the direction, go to the place I want to go with excitement, and write a pen to commemorate. I have walked through so many places and seen so many scenery, but I am not willing to stay. Although it is stop-and-go, I have no yearning. I met so many people and saw so many departures between life and death. I thought I could face them calmly, but in the end, my face was full of tears. Miss, constantly miss, miss those people who have treated me well but have left me, deeply miss. I want to give a vacation to those tired, hate, unhappiness, and small emotions, finally, I want to give myself a vacation. I want to go to a very quiet and quiet place. I don’t see anyone or listen to anyone. I just want to be alone and do what I like without being disturbed. Then, come back to the original world, start those tired, unhappy, small emotions, and those hatred that you don’t want to hate. Just like people who once thought that as long as they lost him, they would lose the whole world. Now they can also calmly put them at the bottom of memories. It turns out that they take everything too seriously. Just like the one who once thought that he would never say goodbye but had to say goodbye, but now he went his own way, only occasionally thinking of a friend who made himself intimate. People who thought they would never see each other but saw each other were supposed to express their ecstatic expression, but they said in a depressing way, long time no see. People who thought that they could reach the end of the world as long as they wanted to parted at the crossroads. From then on, they were just familiar strangers. Snow, enchanting dance, miss that young man with eyes closed and faint smile,,

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