I hate myself for not seeing such ugly love clearly.

If a pair of eyes shed tears for me, I would like to believe this sad life again.

From that moment on, no song can remind me of you.

Feelings that have been missed. There is no turning back.

We have always forgotten to build a bridge, at least there is a way back.

If love is like a poisoned wine, where is the antidote? @

The first time I shook your hand, your tenderness came from my fingertips.

I always thought I had a lot, but in fact I had nothing-

The fundamental reason why you are not sure about others is that you are not sure about yourself.

Going to school every day is even more worrying, and teachers can't do without lectures; Listening to me is like sleepwalking, and there is no reason to criticize every time; I want revenge for my homework, which I have foolishly completed;