Gone

Some people say that life is a long journey, and love is just the scenery appearing in the journey. Sometimes people always miss the scenery that does not belong to themselves, thus missing the scenery that belongs to themselves. Youth ends in the lonely and helpless waiting, and loses its direction in regret and sigh all the life. The years are eventful and ups and downs, and true love is hard to defeat the wind and frost. The passion in a flash cannot represent the whole life, love for a moment is hard to expect everlasting life there are many stories that cannot change the ending, just like the alternation of winter and spring, the reincarnation of day and night. However, some unforgettable moments of time will emerge in front of us from time to time, just like the tender leaves in early summer, with light green flavor, gently permeating into the heart, evoking endless memories. When an unforgettable story came to an end, we had to forget the past in the arena. No one could turn back and never go back to the past. When everything disappears, maybe we can finally understand: love is such a mysterious and fragile thing, and everlasting is such an unexpected thing, since we can’t walk in the same direction, why should we be decadent in the past gentleness? After all, there is still a long way to go. Forget the pain of yesterday and start again. Maybe one day we can take someone’s hand and watch the scenery along the way. In the long history of human beings, time is invisible and time is invisible. In the flowing air, meeting is beautiful. Many people searched for him for thousands of times, but that man was in the dim light. It was just a kind of slight tacit understanding, the indifferent smile of getting acquainted with each other, without the spark of love at that moment, but it was as cool and moist as the spring flowing through the dry fields. Love is like water, without the aroma of coffee and the elegance of tea, but it is an indispensable existence for us; Love is like water, plain color, silent flowing, holding a hand in hand, feel the Power called peace of mind; Love is like water, which is indispensable in life, otherwise, the whole life will be withered; Love is like water, in which life is bred, and life will grow up as a result; love is like water, forget those so-called romance, forget those so-called enthusiasm, and even forget those so-called craziness; Love is like water, holding the cup, love flows in the heart and looks at the Milky Way, sigh down the long road of life. Often in the enlightenment of drunk and awake, wandering in the warmth that gradually faded and even forgotten. Sometimes, we are all longing for an unforgettable love, even if we are hurt and scarred. Once we thought love was unforgettable. It would call you happiness and misfortune. It can call you warm or lonely. It is just like a kaleidoscope. No one knows what it will be next. Gradually, we have grown up, tasting the bitter tea we once loved, and gradually looking for the true meaning of love. When there is only memory left in love, I find that love is so unforgettable; When there is only one love left, I find that my heart has been divided into two parts; When there is only scar left in love, I found that I was covered with bruises. Don’t regret loving or being hurt. Love is actually very ordinary, as if like water, quiet and plain, without that kind of vigorous and unforgettable. Most of the time, it’s not that you don’t love it, but that you find the wrong direction. If life is just like the first sight, the writing is so profound, even the branches of the wings have become the memories of the past, and now I think of only that kind of sadness left. When I first saw the beauty, I felt hazy in my heart, that kind of melancholy, that kind of regret, that kind of deep pain in my heart. Looking back, I saw the flashy world and the passing clouds. It was just a kind of thought at that time, with tears in my heart. At that time, I only said that it was common. The initial comfort, like a dreamy feeling, frowned, A smile is like a spring breeze, like a rain shower. Passing each other, the beauty like smoke and flowers has passed away quietly. The origin and fate are gone in thousands of miles. I also remembered that who would let the west wind cool alone, and the yellow leaves closed the window, pondering the past and standing in canyang. The vow to be a biybird in heaven and to be a connected branch in Earth can not stand the test of whether the love between them will last for a long time or not. As time goes by, a kind of lovesickness ends, two idle waiting. There is no world in the world of two people. Love is what it is, and we teach life and death to promise each other. What we have is that it lasts forever and sometimes ends, and this hatred is endless. However, on the other side of the buried love, facing the sea of the past, the cloud of Wushan is still left in my heart. Although time can fade, it can’t be forgotten. The beauty of the past has become a kind of nostalgia. Looking at each other silently and keeping each other quietly, life is expected because of waiting, and beautiful because of meeting; Because I have loved, I know that I know each other because of meeting, and cherish each other because of knowing each other. Music expresses sadness, words interpret mood, because of true feelings, so persistent; Because of tired heart, so no words; Because of love, embrace warmth. Think carefully, turn around, because you are moved, because love is tolerant. A kind of feeling, a true love, spring, summer, autumn and winter, just wait lightly. The rain brightens the autumn, explaining the beauty of precipitation, desolation and maturity quietly; The rain breaks the worries, engraved the stories, ups and downs and dreams of the past silently; The rain moistens the mood, put a lot of romance, attachment, feelings deep and pure. Sadness and joy are like twins, both of which belong to natural flowers. They often drift between the two, without panic, indulgence or degeneration. I like the soft and clean rain, but I just like it. I am willing to be a fruit without flowers in the rain. There are many scenes of encounters or encounters in life, which are usually the most natural moment when I first met. There is no worldly wisdom and no tactful. After a calm conversation, there will be an ordinary contact day, this kind of emotion is like a pastoral painting full of green, filled with the smell of grass. Every vast pond has the flavor of the ocean; Every stone has the shadow of the desert; Every blade of grass has the flavor of grassland. Whether they are happy encounters or painful departures, every step we have gone through will become the past. After the beginning, every kind of feeling will gradually decay and deteriorate due to too many extravagant hopes and demands. There will be no feeling of drizzle moistening the heart, no feeling of blue sky and green grass any more, everything is covered with hypocritical dust, so is friendship and so is love. I always thought that the person who accompanied me all the way would not walk, and the hands that had been holding would not loose. Who ever thought that goodbye was just a blurted word, and farewell was just a simple and casual turn. A lot of people gradually dispersed, and a lot of things gradually faded away. In some sections, only one person can walk quietly; Some bitterness, only one person can taste it reluctantly. Life is an experience as well as an experience; Life is a feeling as well as an accumulation. There is no answer in life, and life does not need an answer. When life is about to not belong to you, you will realize that life is only a process, and no matter how complicated this process is, the final outcome will be the same. Life focuses on processes, not endings. Looking back, the scenery along the way, the story of ups and downs, even though there are thousands of kinds of reluctant to give up, all kinds of nostalgia, also eventually lost in the vast smoke waves of the world, although years have foreshadowed the past, you smiled and painted the vicissitudes of life. The touching at that moment was enough to warm all the desolation in your heart. Open the window of time, watch the passing fleeting time quietly, let the warm sunshine slide slowly from the fingers. It is life that makes us understand love better, and it is time that makes us feel so calm. Let’s Taste the truth, purity and beauty of time quietly in this time. Let go of your mood. All the joys and sorrows and frustrations of love are passing by. Only with a good attitude can you have a good life. Love don’t have to die, subtle fragrance floating just. Ruthless may not be decisive, as long as you remember each other’s first smile. Because there is only one difference between the most beautiful mood and the worst mood, we should keep the indifferent feelings of life just like what we first saw, and keep the purity, frankness and sincerity we first met, this is also a portrayal of a perfect life.

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