Xia Yaohan
Hello, long time no see, how are you dear?
miss you all very much, thank you all for your company along the way, and hope to be here regularly in the future, my Xiaowo will meet with you all.
recently likes to listen to a song by Zhou Shen-"A Possible Night". When I heard the melody for the first time, I couldn't help being taken into a dusty memory.
There are roughly two types of love in this world, unrequited love and joy. Love is unfair. Most people can't ask for it if they love, and they can't fall in love with themselves, and there are very few people who love each other.
If the person everyone loves happens to love themselves, are there so many tears in the world?
Most people may have this experience: if you like someone, someone chooses to put it in the bottom of your heart, silently pay attention, and carefully maintain the friendship, fearing that the other person will be farther away from you when you speak; some people choose to be brave to confess their love and pursue love boldly. A miss is a lifetime.
But the other party didn't give you a chance. Whether it was someone who was already there with him or he tactfully refused, the result all pointed to the impossible.
Probably unobtainable will always be in turmoil, unobtainable will always be the best, and the TA that has been imagined countless times in my heart is the best and most perfect, irreplaceable. Over time, TA became a cinnabar mole in the bottom of my heart, a smear of mosquito blood on the wall.
may be a thorn in the bottom of my heart. On the surface, it seems calm, but it can always disturb your heartstrings inadvertently and make your heart aching.
And this love and love will not disappear with the passage of time or with the marriage, but may become more profound.
Every night is a story.
, my friend Jiajia, received a call from a senior from the university. This senior called Jiajia the night before getting married and recalled the love that was hidden in my heart. Back then, I had been waiting by his side, thinking that she and her boyfriend would break up soon after being together.
said that when the two of them were doing activities together, they heard Jiajia talk about her boyfriend, and she felt sad. Then, after many years, until the eve of the wedding, I still wanted to make a phone call with Jiajia. It was a short goodbye for these years. This brother
has a saying that I am impressed so far: She is the Shen Jiayi in my heart. I like it for many years.
"The heavy rain that I missed in those years
The love I missed in those years
I really want to embrace you and embrace the courage that I missed
Once I wanted to conquer the world
Finally, I looked back and found that
zz 1zz
z0 is all you. , Arguing in the heavy rain, and finally missed with the beloved Shen Jiayi, and never go back to those years.Let me be your possibility White shirt and denim skirt, with a ponytail and a sweet smile in the sun.
still remember that she always likes to sleep on the table during the break, in his heart she is the best-looking girl in the class. Finally, he said that he had not been in love for these years, and asked Yang Yang to give him a chance to love him again, even though Yang Yang had a boyfriend at this time and did not shrink back. When
was finally rejected, he could only silently interrupt, and then retired sadly.
Let candles replace all the lights
Let music replace the voiceNo, bravery can replace all wine, the one you love is always in your heart, and it can become the possibility of TA.
If so, there are so many regrets in the world.
Listening to Zhou Shen in a gentle voice saying that he can’t say good night in person, then sing it to you, dear you, who is it possible to be?
If you want me to speak, I can only say a word, let me be your possibility.
good night ~
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Author: Xia Yao Han, living in the South of the North 90 Capricorn house women, love to sleep Love fantasy is resistant to loneliness. Longing for a free and unrestrained life, longing for poetry and a distance, and wishing to warm your heart with words.
