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    We often see the brilliance of a person's surface.  But can't see the most vulnerable and soft side of the other party.

    Everyone in modern society is good at disguising.

    Due to long-term labor, the fingers have thick calluses.  Pick up scissors and cut those cocoons little by little when bored.  There is no pain when cutting.  After a few days, the surrounding skin began to fall off and slowly seeped into the meat.  The bloodshot skin looks like a monster with a bloody mouth.  It hurts.  It hurts.  Regret the rash decision, and when those cocoons come back, I will still choose to cut them off.

    Look at some problems rationally.  The result was just the opposite.  I don't like to speak loudly, and try to keep the volume down as much as possible every time I have a conversation with someone.  So small that you can't even hear yourself.  I don't remember what I said, but I pretended to understand what the other person said.

    ? Overworked life puts my body into the most exhausted state.

    I don't want to say anything.

    The brain is thinking wildly.  Many times I have moved the idea of ??writing another novel.  But he didn't start writing.  I am a person who starts and ends.  Once you start a story, you will definitely want to write it to the end.

    I am very tired.

    I went to the supermarket to buy toiletries, and was given an extra mask by the salesman.

    She said, your face needs to be hydrated.

    No matter what her purpose is.  All with deep gratitude.  Although I know that I will not use that mask.  It's just a waste to take it back.  Once I got home, I tucked it in the bottom drawer of the sink.  It's going to be there for a long, long time.

    I am very clear about my appearance and the state of my skin.  I am alive, whether I am beautiful or not, I don¡¯t need to modify it.  to dress up.  The deliberate camouflage beauty brings a short visual feast.  Facial features are born.  Gifted by parents, unique.

    Some things don't need to be explained deliberately.  Those who understand will always understand.  It is useless to say more to those who do not understand.

    ? If the future can be measured.  What do I use to measure it.  For the road under my feet, the scenery I have seen, the books I have read, and the people I have met, although they are all part of my memory, some of them are painted with bright colors.  But what is it that touches me.  Touched by the voice deep inside me.  It hasn't sounded yet.

    I work hard because I need the money.  Because of my dream, I worked hard.  There is sunshine and wind and rain to greet me.

    It was a light snow day on my birthday.  But the sky did not snow.  It has been drizzling for several days.  The sky is gloomy and sad.

    Will hate the evil thoughts that occasionally arise in the heart.  I want to write beautiful things.  But often not as desired.

    I don't understand life, happiness and sorrow accompany me.

    If you hate someone, you will want to stay away.  Fear of a person also wants to escape.

    If you like someone, should you approach or avoid them.

    Don't make blind inferences if you don't understand other people's emotions.

    Some things we don't see.  You will not understand how much effort others have put in.  What is invisible is the most precious.  It's what we care for.

    I always blame life one-sidedly.  Regarding life, I have very little experience.  About love, it's just a fantasy of mine.  What reality is, it does not exist fantasy.  It is the naked fact.  Therefore, the reality is cruel.  And we have to face it.

    The sun is very good.  It is not suitable for sad spring and autumn.  But suddenly I felt inexplicably sad.  The snow that should have fallen has not yet fallen, and the rainbow that should have met has not yet appeared in the sky.  I want to curb the outbursts of imagination.  But there will always be a black figure in front of me.  She leaned against the corner.  Turn your back on me.  short or long hair.  man or woman.

    Poor sleep quality.  But like to lie in bed.  When he opened his eyes in a daze, he could see the sunlight seeping through the curtains.  Always mistook it for lights.  like a dream.  Waking up is nothing more than a bustling dream.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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