Blowing the wind she blew, sitting where she had sat, insisting on the last stubbornness, and then nothing happened. . . . . .
Love is the most sacred in the world. Complete love can be without any distractions, just for the embrace of the soul. Once upon a time, my mind fell in love with a girl, maybe it happened at an age when I shouldn’t have loved, maybe I shouldn’t have taken that step. Once upon a time, we were able to get infinitely close to success, but love was always so difficult. A person could never completely complete the journey of a hundred steps. There is always that step that requires two-way rushing. Even if you complete 99 steps yourself, you can only pull the last step. Once again, I used my last stubbornness to reach a place that was infinitely close to miracles, hoping that God could take care of the suffering mandarin ducks. The greatest magic of love is to do it even though you know it cannot be done, so love itself is the greatest miracle.
stubbornly sat in the apartment less than 100 meters away from her. Even though the heat in the room was so hot (the air conditioner was broken), I still survived the most difficult hours. In the evening, I started sitting by the river just to wait for the miracle moment, walking on all the roads she might have walked, sitting in the last place she sat together, walking the last separate road again, and then quietly typing the three words "I'm leaving." The persistence of loneliness cannot save love. The deeper the love, the deeper the hurt. Although I have always known that my biggest shortcoming is that I cannot use love, once I use love, I will fall into absolute madness and will definitely hurt all over my body before I will stop. This damn persistence and patience. Time flies, don’t remember the past, be fearless of the future, cherish the present. Every encounter in life is the best arrangement, and every separation may never see each other again.
Encounter is fate, and getting along is blessing. Knowing each other is love, meeting each other is not easy, and staying together is even more rare. Because meeting is the most beautiful accident. Time leaves the truest person, and time leaves the warmest companion. Only sincerity and true feelings can overcome the distance between thousands of miles, and only by cherishing can one have the land forever. Unexpectedly, the longing that is endlessly cut across thousands of miles has to say goodbye silently between the feet of a stone's throw away. After looking around over and over again, and even deliberately playing music, I took a quiet walk or walked for more than three hours, and finally found it was futile. Once, even the passion was as passionate as fire, I could be even hotter than me, and I returned to the pre-liberation one night in just one week. The ending without a reason is undoubtedly the most painful. As long as there is a reason, there will be an answer, but without a reason, it will become the last unsolved question, or there will be no choice for solving the problem.
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