I slowly fell in love with loneliness, and gradually fell in love with loneliness. I love the loneliness that is unique to loneliness, because loneliness only loves lonely people, I love loneliness with deep feelings; Always chewing on the roots of loneliness and helplessness. Gently smearing the lonely mood, a kind of pain; The Heart of Erosion slowly spasmed and spread. In the boundless spacetime. Let loneliness walk in the mountains, the sky low, the face like the waves of the sea; It was blue. The white snow covered all the colors. There was only one color in the world called white. The light wind blew lightly on the earth, and the faint fog was filled with traces of the past. I listened to the whispers of nature, and my lonely heart slowly relaxed and rose.
There was always a dream in my heart, and there was always a very familiar place. However, I couldn't name that familiar place, and there were many familiar faces that I couldn't recognize. He avoided the people he was very close to and even brushed past his best friend. I was surprised. What kind of place was this? Why were people in such a hurry? This was a familiar yet strange place. I've seen it before. Is it the place I've been to before? I shuttled back and forth, searching. I'm leaving! Go! He didn't know how long he had walked. Only then did I realize that I was still at the place I had just walked past. However, this place was now a lonely island, and it was so far away from my home. The disappointment and frustration flowed in my heart.
She didn't know when she started liking to sit in dark places. He was not moved by anything. He only heard the fast-paced music as he watched the spinning image spin round and round. Only by watching others walk in circles did one realize that they were always walking in other people's circles. A stranger lowered his head and bowed, revealing a pair of hands that had once been stained with tears and wiped sweat. He didn't want to feel that unfamiliar feeling, so he shook his head and refused to hold hands. He also refused to experience the spinning feeling of fainting. He just wanted to feel it in the dark, close his eyes and savor the feeling of crying, laughing, fast and slow alternating, and the feeling of swaying.
It was such a world. Different moods, different feelings, different goals, and different mentalities. I looked at the world with my eyes wide open, looking at the causes of all these incidents. There would always be absurdity, lies, truth and pretense. They could never feel each other's calling.
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