A kind of not from the heart, is it so scattered?
I don't know why, in the boring life of the school, he is the only thing that can be worth recalling.
He is not high, not handsome, no money, learning is not good, will not play, there is no place. But I just like him. Because I am the same.
Maybe life is always impermanent, just like someone says it, the sky is rain, the mother wants to marry, it is unable to change. I want to see the next one like him, I don't know how long I have.
How many people can you encounter in life?
I suddenly hated my weakness. If my own courage is bigger, the situation may be different.
At the same time, there are some hate him, and if he is active, it may not be the same.
But it seems that he has never expressed, just like me.
This is a secret, only the secret you know.
I live for so long, I have never been like today and confused.
I suddenly wanted to go forward and tell him my heart.
But I know, this is impossible.
I am just after all, I am like him.
In contrast, people and people are actually not different, and everything is the same.
Nothing, there is no difference.
I can't say my reason, just know that it must be like this.
Yes, life is like this, life is like this.
When we do not change, we can only follow the wave.
