After years of separation, my hardships became smiles, my longing became growth, and my hurt became gratitude. Such memories have allowed my life to learn kindness, see through too many people and too many things, patience is a kind of understanding, and hurt is a tragedy, and I have seen miracles from then on.

Others are still others, and they are still themselves, and they are still wronged or wronged. They just changed their name, called love, loss, and passiveness. From then on, a kind heart is so easy to be haggard, and what is not easy to come by, so unforgettable, missing someone to understand, and losing a love.

Love looks at the sea, life is impermanent, waiting for the desolation of loss, seeing the dangers of a lifetime, understanding is a kind of harm, self-confidence is an imperfection, how much truth, because of understanding, how much confidence, because of confidence, parting, the hardship is still the past, and the helplessness is the heart.

The harm comes from the seriousness in the heart, the hardship comes from the sincere touch, looking back at the mistakes of fate, missing the youth of a lifetime, waiting for the scenery of a lifetime, love is a kind of admiration, and letting down is a kind of understanding, and a hurt heart is always careless.

When people reach middle age, a smile, a hurt to understand, a cold heart, a loneliness to understand, and a hidden only loss, a dream in the heart, a cold moon’s longing, love is a kind of forgetting, a longing is a kind of regret, and understanding is no regret, and regret cannot be seen through, it becomes tears, and the loss of the remaining dream.

The lonely eyes, the youth of a person who lost a person, the truth of a love eye, see through a person's loss, that past, that dream in that eyes, you are the only one, I am an illusion, waiting for sadness, looking back on the loss of life is just an illusion.

A grievanced heart, a hurt dream, a person's melancholy, haggard and a person's understanding, the inner sorrow is as bitter as a pain, a cold pain, a difficult to understand, so haggard, worried, frightened dream, so grievance, waiting for a scenic illusion.

Love is cherishing, separation is yearning, understanding is the indifference of life, the inability to let go, looking back at the colorful life is the illusion of time, and the helplessness of life, understanding is the regret of regret, and sadness is the regret of scenery for a lifetime.

A heart that understands, a past relationship, indifferent suspicion, unsatisfactory entanglement, a mistake, missed the separation of the sea of ​​people, understood the scenery of a lifetime, loved the heart of the past, missed the love of a lifetime, the scenery shuttled through, inspired a love eye, felt the wandering of a lifetime, wait for the scenery of a lifetime, missed the best you.

The tired heart wipes away the appearance of love, the scenery of a person, the difficulties of a person, the love of a person, and the efforts of a person, finally moved myself and separated from a person. Such a wound will never be forgotten for the rest of my life.

Helplessness is a kind of hurt to understand, hurt is the beginning of regret, the beginning is the birth of a tragedy, the dream of birth is a lifelong indescribable, narrating a person is a loss, and loss means never seeing each other again in this life. The tears of the heart that are lost become lovesickness.

Every preparation is because of loss, and every loss is because of unwillingness. Later skills and routines have allowed one to learn patience, courage, confidence, and courage that ones one has ever met cannot see again.
Chapter completed!