Love cigarettes, but it has nothing to do with cigarettes; What is related is only a wisp of emotion of oneself. Cigarettes are just burning lonely; Then, they turn into ashes. Love cigarettes, I don’t know where to start. However, when I knew how to feel the loneliness in the world, there was a cigarette between my fingers, which was burning with me for the whole time. Smoking can make people have a blurred artistic conception, just like a wandering soul. They can’t find a direction, but they have a kind of comfort. I don’t know why many people like to smoke heavily, but I only pursue a kind of peace and taste the artistic conception of smoke slowly. Seeing him burn out little by little, he felt helpless, but it seemed that he felt relieved. Slim cigarette, white all over my body, without any flaws. However, as Ashes, he was still so pure. People always use candles as the metaphor of devotion, but never expect that cigarettes are equally noble. Give roses to others, and there is lingering fragrance in your hands. And what cigarette leaves between fingers is not only the lingering fragrance, but also a lingering feeling, or, that is loneliness. People may smoke cigarettes with some kind of sad mood, and cigarettes will burn quietly, together with you, sad.

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Youth seems to be a gorgeous bluff, which is too late to cover and wander in the middle. I began to look forward to it, confused and arrogant. Then, it was severely broken, dilapidated and messy. Therefore, that gorgeous performance slowly disappeared after the baptism of a storm. I thought that a higher pursuit could be launched in the fiery youth, and then I could have a beautiful dream, enjoy the time of overnight fame when I woke up, and stand proudly on the road waiting for being recognized, to feel the thunderous applause. That kind of applause seemed to be Ruddy in the morning glow, and the brightest light in the sunset. It seemed that people all over the world were cheering for themselves. However, they woke up and broke up. The short light is like the sunshine in winter afternoon. Although warm, it is very short. The sound coming from the headphones was like the youth of that year, and after a dynamic selection and withdrawal, it was a feeling that could not be concealed. We suffered a disastrous defeat in our youth. Therefore, I cried, felt painful and tired, and finally learned to be strong, telling myself that this was the sublimation of youth. After those pale days, I learned to laugh and see the world. Erase the edges and corners that used to appear in youth; Replace those ways that used to face unhappiness; Leave those lively scenes that once thought could highlight themselves; lost the glory that made me proud of it, and walked out of such a fiery youth. Even if my eyes were burnt, I still smiled, just because laughing was to stop crying.

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