Perception of individual signature

I feel pain when you say you are not good. I don't know how to comfort you. I feel pain when you say you are drunk. I can't help myself, my mind is confused. My language is too pale, but my heart hurts because of everything you say. Too many can't, don't want to, want to leave, leave this painful you. On the other hand, it is too difficult to empathize with others, but I only care about my love. I can't forget the habit of leaving again and again. 6. Many past events have become so vague in front of me, and what I once believed, so persistent and always believed, actually has nothing, nothing ... suddenly I found myself so stupid, so stupid. I swear, I laughed until tears came down. Laughing at us for being so stupid, we are always repeating some injuries, and no one can avoid being discovered by pain. But I have been expecting until I am disappointed, then expecting and then disappointed. ...

One person's indifference increases another person's difficulties, one person's loyalty increases another person's deception, one person's contribution increases another person's plunder, one person's conviction increases another person's perfunctory. Love is one person plus another, but one plus one does not equal two, just as you add me, it does not equal us. This feeling is called sex ... if you forget to wake up, I'd rather close my eyes first.

Who can't make public their emotions, who pretends to be brave in a strange room, who is afraid of rotting at night and breathing suddenly becomes barbaric. Love comes first, block these shoulders. What a pity. First love seems to be a pair of hiding wings. It's already dark. Love is paramount. People don't understand this. Once you are not satisfied, love first, then feel sad, and then be calculated. ...

Accustomed to insomnia, accustomed to the silent night, lying in bed looking at the ceiling, thinking about your light blue clothes. Get used to sleeping with your partner. Get used to being alone in a room, holding a fluffy bear and sleeping alone. Accustomed to eating salty, accustomed to the salt of the wound, it spread a little in my heart. I am used to looking at the sky and sitting alone in the well of love, reading poems about you.

A person's world, very quiet, quiet can hear your breathing and heartbeat. It's cold, add a coat for yourself; If you are hungry, buy yourself a bread; If you are sick, give yourself a strong; Failure, give yourself a goal; Fall down, get up painfully, and give yourself a tolerant smile.

I am used to waiting, so I can't resist standing back to the origin of waiting in reincarnation. I don't know how long it will take to see the answer; I don't know, so how long do I have to wait for the result? Miss, very light, that's because I can't see the result of miss. Perhaps, missing doesn't need results, it just proves that someone once existed in my heart. Can you give me a proof that it once existed?

Whether you see me or not, I am there, neither sad nor happy; Miss me, or don't miss me, I feel there, and I won't come or go; You love me, or you don't love me, love is there, neither increasing nor decreasing; You follow me, or you don't follow me. My hand is in your hand. Don't give up.

Yes, I am always alone. You have never been here before, and I have never been in your world.

Maybe you can love many people, but only one person will make you laugh the brightest and cry the saddest. For me-everyone should smile brightly, but I don't know who gave me the brightest smile. Crying, that's common. But I don't understand who is sad and who makes me most sad. It's just that my heart hurts too much, too much ... and then I can't feel the pain. I can't remember the light and shadow of the class barge.

If I love you-

Never liked climbing Campbell flowers.

Show off with your tall branches.

If I love you-

Never imitate spoony birds.

Repeating monotonous songs for the shade of trees

It's not just like a fountain.

Send cool and comfortable for many years.

It's not just a dangerous mountain peak.

Increase height and set off dignity.

Even sunshine.

Even spring rain

No, these are not enough!

I must be a kapok beside you.

Standing with you as the image of a tree.

Roots, clenched in the ground

Leaves, touching in the clouds

Every gust of wind blows

We all greet each other.

But no one

Understand our words

You have your copper branches and iron stems.

Like a knife, like a sword.

Also like halberd

I have my red flowers.

Like a heavy sigh

Like a heroic torch.

We share cold waves, storms and thunder.

We like mist, flowing mist and rainbow.

As if we were apart forever.

But depend on each other for a lifetime

This is great love.

Love-

Not only love your stalwart body.

I also love your position and the land under your feet.

The furthest distance in the world is not that the branches can't depend on each other, but that the stars face each other without intersecting tracks;

The furthest distance in the world is not the trajectory between stars, but even if the trajectories meet, there is nowhere to be found in the blink of an eye;

The furthest distance in the world is not that you can't find it in an instant, but that you are doomed to meet it before you meet it;

The farthest distance in the world is the distance between fish and birds, one in the sky and the other in the depths of the sea;

Have you seen me?

I was there.

Not sad or happy.

You can either read me or you can't read me.

Love is there.

Don't come or go.

Do you love me or not?

Love is there.

Neither increasing nor decreasing.

Are you with me or not?