I saw such a hot comment on NetEase Cloud:
Previously, the notes given to you were twelve, twelve paintings for friends, twelve paintings for lovers, twelve paintings for lovers, and twelve paintings for family members. So, the name of the twelve, is called unforgettable.
Later, the note to you is eleven, the lover is a little worse, the family is a little worse, the lover is a little worse, and the friend is a little worse, so eleven is a pity.
Twelve and eleven, the difference between one stroke, the difference between cloud and mud.
Who hasn't had such a person in their youth? The one who promised you a tomorrow never appeared in your tomorrow again.
Later, I finally understood that the tears hidden in those pillows will mold over time, and those who appear in dreams are destined to be unable to embrace the rest of their lives, and regret is the inevitable ending.
Yesterday, a girl left a message in the background saying that she and her ex have been separated for more than half a year, and her ex is still in her heart, and she has always been a person who can't forget.
"Ex" is really a word that can't help but be sad when you hear it, and once everything in this world is prefixed with "once", then all the happiness and pain experienced will have no basis for survival.
In fact, the most hurtful thing in a relationship is not the breakup, but the traces of those who once loved.
That person, he once tolerated your willfulness, accepted your emotions, and firmly held your hand through all the uneasiness.
It's just that I didn't think that when you turned around by chance, he didn't plan to keep up.
All he left for you was a blurring back, no goodbye, no extra words, and just quietly disappeared into each other's worlds, as if they had never known each other.
I believe that when most people say "a lifetime", they are really willing to give a lifetime.
It's just that later, things are wrong, people are wrong, they part ways, and the empty "life" is at the moment of destruction, which seems a little ironic.
3 months before the confession
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Valentine's Day for the first time
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Valentine's Day for the Nth time
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The Nth hug and kiss
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1st quarrel
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I think everyone has been in a relationship at one time or another;
Or meet someone who seems to be the right person for a lifetime.
It's just that some people have taught you to cherish it, but they have long since left you.
It's like the person who teaches you the dance steps may not be able to dance with you to the end.
Sometimes feelings are like this, I still love you, but slowly life no longer belongs to each other, and I can't integrate into each other's world.
"Along the texture of my skin, through the twists and turns of arms, through the gaps of time, you draw me to the trail."
The word love can tolerate you and me in the future, but it can no longer tolerate us.
Some people are lucky enough to miss you and can tell you; Some people, who are more unlucky, think that you can only switch to listening to songs, drinking, and walking at night.
The story is not difficult to tell, it is nothing more than a vigorous love once, and it will inevitably end in the end.
It's really hard to go on, so I choose to let go, and it's really hard to give up, so I won't forget it.
The so-called high walls are all in the way, and those who stand in the way are those who don't come.
In many cases, the wall in my heart is the most difficult roadblock to overcome.
We are not all like this, carrying an old skin, not liking the new and not seeing the old.
Helplessly, all hidden in laughter, love melted into tears.
Don't be a consequentialist in your relationship and accept the impermanence of feelings 100%.
In fact, he is as ordinary as him, no different from other A, B, C, D.
Temples have collapsed, statues have been destroyed, all the tangled stubbornness has turned to sand and earth, and nothing can stop your way.
A pot of turbid wine is full of joy, and the sunset is outside the mountain.
The prosperity has dispersed, the lights have cleared, and the face has aged; When we see each other, we are not allowed to mention the past.