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Chapter 579 One Hundred Years of Solitude (Twenty)
Pu Anhao's diary, July 2013, 7, there is always someone who will be your world
I have been thinking who is whose so, who is whose world?

Daiyu said to Baoyu: But if I give you back all the tears in my life, it will be worth it.
Baoyu didn't ask, "What's the use of your tears for the rest of my life?"
He has a lifetime of fine clothes and fine food, love is nothing more than luxury, as long as beauty is enough.

And we're just human, and we want something more solid, like caring, comfort, or just a little bit of support.That's fine.

Please don't leave me alone, okay?
Recently, I have been repeating Jiang Yuchen's "I'm Too Good" in singles, and I can write the complete lyrics in one breath.

The mobile phone is full of colors, but the conversation is gray and white

People who anonymously claim to be waiting online always leave
Promised him that I would be good and the prize was in a daze

I don't believe what you say, I understand it in my heart
Close the door and wait for the world to open just for him
The process may hurt, but I still believe that all hardships are rewarding
I'm not stupid, I'm not stupid

I can see that he is worthy of my love

If I love to guess too much to doubt too much to blame

in exchange for lies
I choose to be quiet like a child
appear harmless instead

Don't worry about me anymore, I'm not afraid of falling
this is my love my future
Am I too obedient to see his badness?
But his eyes want to rely on

Maybe it's because I'm too obedient and sometimes I'm forgotten to be pampered

Only then can I learn the bravery of being alone
Close the door and wait for the world to open just for him
The process may hurt, but I still believe that all hardships are rewarding
I'm not stupid, I'm not stupid

I can see that he is worthy of my love

If I love to guess too much to doubt too much to blame

in exchange for lies
I choose to be quiet like a child
appear harmless instead

Don't worry about me anymore, I'm not afraid of falling
this is my love my future
Am I too obedient to see his badness?
But his eyes want to rely on

Maybe it's because I'm too obedient and sometimes I'm forgotten to be pampered

Only then can I learn the bravery of being alone
Am I too obedient to see his badness?
But his eyes want to rely on

Maybe it's because I'm too obedient to be afraid of being forgotten.
Who says men love bad women
For a period of time, a single song will be looped, or a singer's song.It's a state of mind.It's not too bad, but it's definitely not a good state either.

Park Anhao's diary July 2013, 7 The old days, so unforgettable

I know that habits can indeed be changed, and I also know that there is nothing in the world that never changes.Probably the only constant is that everything is changing.

I said the same to Zhang Jingya, but she didn't like it at all, she said I was pessimistic.

Do I really like this?No one in the world likes this, right?

Remember a passage from Grimm's Fairy Tales?

The king goes to the queen's grave every day to cry

When winter comes, a layer of white blanket is laid on the grave
In spring the sun tore off the white blanket

The king married a new queen
I think this is the truth of life disguised as a fairy tale.

The old days, so beautiful, so unforgettable?Even if things are not what they used to be.

Park Anhao’s diary was written continuously on July 2013, 7
Xia Weiliang asked me.How did you write it down every day? Every day is a life of eating, sleeping and going to work. What can you record?

Xia Weiliang said again, I know it's speechless to say this to you, because you are a person who thinks everything is poetic.

……

I don't think everything is poetic.This must be clarified.Things that are not beautiful in nature, the hype you talk about is useless, besides disgusting, it is even more disgusting.

For example, the mosquito buzzing in your ear, please tell me, how poetic is it? ? ?
I write and write every day. I have been writing and writing for more than 20 years, writing continuously.

I guess it's just the way I live.

I love it.

(End of this chapter)