Can’t open heart door

Some people say that it is enough to have a relationship only once. If you have more love, you will compare it and become numb. In my opinion, in the world of love, the injury should not be too deep. If there is scar left, it will leave shadow, except injury or injury. Love can hurt, but pain is not necessarily a wound. Acupuncture is very painful, but there will be no scars. But let love leave a deep memory. But both body and mind are hurt, leaving a gray shadow for a lifetime. Love that can be deep in the depth of life is painful and happy. When the blood drops, love is over. My heart has never been opened since that day. Is it because I don’t want to open it, or no one can open it? In this closed door, there were a pile of bones of dead people. My heart was cold because of the heavy Yin. His appearance was totally different, but he was still haunted. In the dream, his appearance was a mixture of Bi Fujian and Zhao Benshan, without the original appearance. I wanted to open a happy door and let the sunshine come in one meter, but I was afraid of meeting someone who turned into bone ash again. From then on, it would never end, and there was no room to completely annihilate a trace of love left in my heart. I am also looking forward to the coming of a wisp of love, which will make my life shine again, until the near eternity makes me warm and leave this helpless world. But this heart door can’t be opened even if it is rusted. Who’s curse works? Open my door and let the whole House shine with sunshine. Let me transform once and forget all the past, simple and happy life. But the world seems strange to me, and none of them can enter my heart. I am redundant. Having nightmares for three consecutive days, I dreamed of my mother’s pain before her death. I cried and woke up, a little scared. I dreamed that I was stolen by a thief, and the shadow left by a camera stolen last year also haunted me all the time, although I had not thought about it for a long time. I also dreamed that I went back to the original home and saw a man who didn’t know him. His previous appearance was gone, and he couldn’t tell the correct appearance like a ghost. Wake up and feel dizzy and helpless. In fact, deep in the dream is the entanglement deep in the heart. I thought I had put it down, but my dream told you that I was still there. I have been in love with myself, but I lowered my head and looked at it. It was just a shadow. No expression, no warmth, no hug. It will only follow me in the daytime, and it will disappear when I lie down. What accompanied me was the memory in the dream. As time goes by, my sadness is born into my marrow. Unable to extricate themselves. Although the heart is still alive, it can be enveloped by smoke. When physical or weather problems occur, the mood changes. Soft clouds and light fog all become hatred. God gave me rich inner feelings, but let me live alone in this strange world. When my mother left, I felt a sense of loneliness again. The night my mother went out of the mountain, I said I would stay with my father. But my father said no, he was fine. At this time, I found the difference between father and mother. I didn’t see him cry in my father’s life. This is a man. Tears flow into his heart when he is sad. My father is also very lonely. My father said, I am also fast. He meant to leave the world immediately. But my father is obviously in good health. My father believed what my uncle had said a long time ago. Said father and mother would grow old together. Father also wants to go with mother. I think: where will I be buried when I go there? I hope to snuggle beside my parents. Look, I am so sad. It seems that I am born with no real happiness. My smiles are faint, but my sadness is deep. Like a black hole, falling too deep for too long, I can’t see the light. 2011.9.8 Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…