When distress, be agitated as prevalent fill the heart, do not know when the I fell in love with the writing, the feeling is really good. In the world of words and express repressed leisurely in the heart, fall the words convey an emotional, with the life dance of the slender sad the noise, that is bright faith, in day and night looking for long-lost sunshine. Gradually, I put the writing as a kind of every day life, must be put into words immersed in the subtle taste alone in sorrow.
Text, and records the habit of many, many of the emotion, records the record a lot of grief. Life is a process of pursuit and enjoy. Pursue, have got, losing, text is sad avatars, use written records to a sad process. So accustomed to use text to express their own youth, was used to comfort themselves with words. The text is sad precipitation product of always like this world, will damage the pain with another form output, words have become the best comfort method. In the words of laughter, used in words, in writing out in grief, in writing, let the recorded text in a hope, let the words out your inner voice, let the word remember those who use the tears for growth.
Written records of the past, so clear, so straightforward, about love, family, friendship, get lost, text, all of the performance, appalling incisively and vividly. Looking back, a few minutes between a harvest ripe calm, the mouth cape lift the smiling faces of pain, a little false, a bit of unsmooth, this is youth! No matter how hard in the road, all have to keep a smile stance ahead. Text is just a record, accurately record only sorrow, forgotten happiness.
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