I like to enjoy the charm of my dance alone in the dark. I like to enjoy the melodious singing on the grassland alone. I prefer the artistic conception when everyone wakes me up and gets drunk alone. What I want is to be unique, not arrogant; It is to free myself from bondage, not to indulge my thoughts. No matter how the wind blows, it has already blown up my mind, like the seed of dandelion, where I think, where I think, where I go. Even though we don’t belong to the same track, we still try our best to stand with you. Because I fell in love with you, lonely and silent. Only when I am silent or attracted can I be more aware of my existence, and only when I talk in fantasy can I be more natural and happy, only when you are immersed in self-appreciation and intoxication can you be so free, and only when you recall the plot in your dream can you be so serious. In real life, there are always so many people and things telling us that our world is disturbed and messy, and we cannot stop it at all. When all thoughts and actions in our hearts are not so impurity, they are regarded as childish, ridiculous or naive and stupid again and again, which makes us like flattery and noise. It is more like being drunk for a lifetime, forgetting all worries or sleeping for a lifetime, and spending all kinds of worries in dreams. Therefore, I decided to cover my real self gently and secretly every encounter. My loneliness, I understand, I appreciate. No matter how others are, my loneliness, my love.

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