Someone once said: no distance can be regarded as real separation, and missing and tacit understanding can replace all words. But the distance between you and me is not so simple. We have a boundary that cannot be crossed-the threshold in our hearts. Your words are always protecting the harm you have suffered, and you have never thought of telling it to the person who loves you. No matter what I say to you, you will refuse me thousands of miles away. It is obviously love, but you still don’t care; It is obviously care, but you tell me with a straight face that you don’t care about me; Suddenly you find that, it turns out that what we lack is not tacit understanding, but lack of confidence. Every quiet night, without the companionship of the moon; Without the flashing light of fireflies, only the trace of light emitted by mobile phones, only the companionship of those weird ideas, can we find that, I was still in love; I couldn’t forget your appearance, your singing, the moment when you looked at me coldly, and the good times that belonged to us. Maybe I still love you. But I dare not tell you any more, what I am afraid of is rejection. Knowing that you are doing well, this is the happiest thing. This love, I hope it will continue like this. To love someone, maybe there are other ways to bless him silently and see his smile. This is the best ending. Love you, that’s good.

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Unconsciously, you have accompanied me for more than 20 years. In the past 20 years, I think I am happy. In the past 20 years, I have tasted all kinds of life and experienced all kinds of hardships. It is also because of these kinds of hardships, I have grown up a lot, from a person who doesn’t know how to understand others to a person who considers everything for others, I don’t know whether this is a kind of quality or it is not a good thing for myself. I increasingly find that I am too kind. I think of others in everything and only think of others, but what disappoints me most is that it is not others’ malicious harm to myself, but the general feeling that they squander my kindness casually, others always say that I pay too much attention to others’ feelings. I also want to be as cruel and cold-blooded as others, but I really can’t do it. My mom and dad, it was you who taught me to behave with conscience, work with heart and treat people sincerely since I was young. I did it, but why did I feel all kinds of pain? I don’t know what else I can do, nor do I know what else I can do in this complicated world? Having gone through a heavy moment and a 12-year reading era, we are becoming mature step by step and stepping into the society step by step, I am no longer the little girl who will shed tears after being talked about. I am not the guy who will be bullied by others and will not resist. I have become strong. When I was young, my parents were not around. I lived with my younger brother. I remembered that in the past, every time I was wronged, I would only suffer pain. When I saw my younger brother crying, I would cry again. But now, I won’t. I feel very uncomfortable when I think of my parents and the life I live at home occasionally. Every time I call home, my mother always worries about my health, what she worried about was whether I could eat well and sleep well recently. What she worried about was that I still had no money to spend in school. As a mother, why was it always so great? Why can’t you think about your own physical condition? I really want to beg my mother that I have grown up and I know how to take care of myself. Can you take good care of yourself for me? But my words like this, I always can’t say it out. I know my mother. I just want to see my achievements and I just want to see that I can live a happy life. Mom, I tell you that I have lived a happy life. I am really happy. I have your love and father’s tolerance, and I am satisfied. I am really happy. Even though I don’t want anything like other people’s children, what you give me is always the best. I thank you. I will certainly repay you. Please take good care of your body and don’t worry about me, my dear parents.

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Flowing into the dream, who causes the dust all over the sky, scattered into the heart, accumulated, waiting to melt

Ten miles of waves, the wind passed without trace, only Yan shed tears, scattered fragmentary

Someone is looking forward to the surging river for your coming

Someone zuiwo Nanshan slate enjoy flowers

The cloud is hidden, and the misty is in the smoke, the Dreamland is blurred into the eyes, and you can see the world

The folk songs are winding around the beam, and the green tones are swaying in the valley. I recall the trivial things for twenty years.

Who does Mei FA open?

Mulberry fields are stacked, and there are always new ideas. The cabin is smeared with white, and spring silver plates are exchanged.

A little flashy smoke fades away, pouring into the Willow floc in March

When autumn wind again, roll up leaves floor

Moonlight bridgehead Hongyao language, Changle complex Innocenti

The Frost bridge breaks the green mud, no trace of traffic

Wind locks the moon, the moon reflects the dust, yellow Egypt enters the water, water picks flowers into the sea, quiet sea holds flowers, flowers fade

Thanks, it’s more than flowers

Flowers are willing to enter the sea,,,,

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