Just now, just now!! He said, students, pay attention, I just said one thing, hand in your mobile phone after class, and the remaining battery of your mobile phone will be your final exam score! Damn it, this is a rhythm that wants to kill us!
You will always bring me a lot of touches. I remember that online name. I will be touched by your signature. I will be touched by your note. You always bring me so many touches unintentionally. No
I know if you still remember. I am very suspicious and always afraid that someone will take you away from me. Now, I will believe you and believe in us. I am afraid that you think I am nagging and annoying. I just want to
You are doing well.
I am very suspicious and always afraid that someone will take you away from me. Now, I will believe you and believe in us. I am afraid that you will find me nagging and annoying. I just want you to be well.
In 2014...we were all ordinary men and women in the mortal world, unable to break out of the entangled web of love and hate, and unable to escape the vortex of love and being loved. After heartbreak and grief, there was endless loneliness. I once thought I could
We hold hands like this and walk all the way, but when we let go, we realize that everything is just two parallel lines accidentally intersecting. When everything disappears, the parallel lines are still parallel. Even if they are not far apart, they are already far apart. The price of bravery is yourself.
Let go first, admit failure, accept helplessness, sigh gently, and wish him happiness in the future. From now on, his heart will be calm and it will be difficult to make waves. Huddle in the corner, waiting for the wound to heal, and experience the joy of daring to love, hate, and lose.
The feeling of freedom and freedom may only last for a moment. After that moment, it is the wonderfulness of a person. The days after letting go are always unhappy, and you will burst into tears inexplicably because of a song, a play, or even a sentence.
I always feel that the sky is dark and the clouds are gray, and I always feel that I have lost the meaning of life. Nanjing Ancient Jiming Temple (nunnery) rang the New Year's Eve bell at that early hour (well... although I heard
missing), the truant students behind screamed: New Year's Eve_!! Due to the heavy flow of people, I went in without a ticket. Everyone burned incense, prayed, prayed to Buddha and prayed for scriptures, took pictures and threw money. I didn't bring my mobile phone...
But I sincerely pray for the majority of bar friends, wishing everyone to put away their worries and be happy! Then I thought, there are too many people in Madhu and the Buddha doesn’t know me! I left, went back, ate three big bowls of wontons, and went to bed.
After the female driver was raped, somewhere in the country, a female driver drove a bus carrying passengers on the winding mountain road. Three gangsters on the bus actually targeted the beautiful female driver and forced the CMB to stop.
When I got off the bus, I wanted to take the female driver out of the car to "have fun". The female driver urgently called for help, and all the passengers in the car were silent. Only a middle-aged and thin man rose up in response, but was injured and fell to the ground. He was very masculine.
He stood up and shouted to everyone in the car to stop the violence, but no one responded.
The female driver was dragged to the mountains and bushes. Half an hour later, the three gangsters and the disheveled female driver returned. The car was about to leave again.
The female driver asked the thin, injured and bleeding man to get out of the car. The man refused and became stubborn. Hey, get out of the car, my car won't pull you!" The middle-aged man became anxious and said, "Why don't you do this?
To be honest, is it wrong for me to want to save you?" "You saved me? What did you save me for?" The female driver denied it, causing several passengers to snicker. The middle-aged man was extremely angry and hated that he did not have the power of a hero.
! He failed to save the life, but he didn’t deserve the result of being expelled from the car. He was determined not to give up. “Besides, I bought a ticket, and I have the right to ride!” The female driver raised her face and said ruthlessly: “No.
I won't drive the car." Unexpectedly, the bus was full of passengers who had just turned a blind eye to the atrocities. As if they had just woken up, they worked together to persuade the man to get out of the car: "Get off quickly, we have something to do.
, I can't afford to delay!" Several strong passengers even wanted to drag the middle-aged man out of the car, which reminded people of the plot in Maupassant's "Ball of Suet". The three gangsters grinned and smiled proudly.
One of the black-skinned gangsters said shamelessly: "Brothers, let her play with you!" The other two gangsters also said nonsense: "She is my partner, it's none of your business!" A quarrel continued until then.
The man's luggage was thrown out of the car window, and he was then pushed down. The car was driving smoothly on the mountain road again. The female driver brushed her hair and pressed the recorder. The car was approaching the top of the mountain, turned around and was about to go down the mountain.
, the left side of the car is a road cut through the mountains, and the right side is a hundred-foot cliff. The car speeds up quietly, the female driver's face is very calm, her hands are holding the steering wheel tightly, and crystal tears are flowing from her eyes. A gangster seems to have noticed something,
Said: "Drive slowly, drive slowly, what the hell do you want to do?" The female driver did not say anything, and the speed of the car became faster and faster. The gangster tried to rush forward to grab the steering wheel, but the car rushed towards the cliff like an arrow from the string.
...The next day, the local newspaper reported: A tragic accident occurred in Fuhu Mountain District yesterday. A minibus fell off a cliff. The driver and 13 passengers on the bus did not survive. The middle-aged man who was kicked out of the bus cried when he saw the newspaper.
No one knows why he is crying or why...?
I can chat with you, sing for you, joke with you, and say heart-warming words to you.
As for the voice, a lot of people say my voice is very nice, but I don’t think I stopped speaking because I’m in class.
I'm afraid that there won't be any surprises tonight. I'm afraid, so I'd better be prepared for whoever calls me and I'll accompany him on New Year's Eve, even though I can't be by your side to give you a hug.
The mentality of diaosi is: they don’t even dare to say anything when they meet a beautiful woman. What they think in their mind is, forget it, how can they like me. On the other hand: lying alone in bed at night, beating her chest and saying in anger:
"Damn it, how come the boss is so handsome and doesn't have a girlfriend?"
You must be strong, no one will understand how much pain you have. You must be strong, no one will understand how you continue to live. You must be strong, no one knows what kind of life you have been through. You must be strong, no one
People know the pain hidden behind your smile. How to encourage you. You must be strong. No one knows that when you want to cry, you find that you have no tears.
You all have someone to accompany you. Anyway, without you, I am still lonely and alone. You have your own life and your own company. I can still live well alone. I hate that every time I come to you, you are always so perfunctory. It is better to ignore me.
Darkness gradually surrounded me. I shrugged my shoulders and said it didn't matter. In the deserted street.
Yes, this kind of behavior is not understood by others and I don't need to explain anything.
I stood very lonely in my own world, like a defeated king clinging to my own place. Then I saw a beggar wandering the street, and tears began to overflow in my heart. I lit a cigarette skillfully and watched.
That figure huddled in the corner suddenly reminded me of that winter when I was thirteen years old.
: We haven’t seen each other for 3 years. I kept chatting with him. I said he was coming back some time ago, but when he didn’t come back, I started talking about it. Then he called me and I cried. He didn’t say much more and we hung up the phone.