情感家园

I can loseeverythingaboutyou，but I wasthrowing awayall the memoriesaboutyou.I always thoughtforgeteasily，Ithink Icanforget，I canput aside allpretendnot to know anything，until nowfind ithow is not easy，Itoo flatteringmyself，I justlostonly know thatsadpeople.Butin addition to sadwhat else can I do?Carelesstearsareplacedrightanddebt，my tearsis cheap.

Every day Ias if nothing happenedstillhappyto live，who knowsmy heartisafflictive，the morehappywithmy heartismorepainful.Finallyfound out thatcamouflage aresopainful.Every nightwe allfell asleep，and I alwaysplayedhard to sleep，I began tofear the night，I began to fear that theclose my eyes.Causewhen I close my eyes，the mind is notcon*cious comeyourway，and those whomake mecrybittermemories，the picturealreadyfadingto black and white.I don’t want tolet others see menowembarrassed，I hope theythink I’m happy.

Time stops，Iwas not aware of，those invariantpicturestopped at yesterday.Hugthe bear，I alwayscry，cryhimself is alsonot cry out，until hetiredto sleep，waking up in the morning andthe pillowwet sheet，ha ha，the dream Iwouldcry.I always thought I was very strong，but the fact thatI am very weak.Fear to seeabout you，afraid to go to theusto where，I know，now，have changed.Sits in Binjiang，memories ofthe past，the wind blew theeyes，tearsandsocarelesslyacross thecheeks.Openmobile phone，over and over againthroughyou havetoconfidence，your care，yourto blame，youangry.A fuzzy eyes，a thick layer offog，all of a suddendrop in themobile phonescreen.Bin Jianggood wind，adrythe tears on her face.Suddenly discovered that Imadeso many mistakes，Ihave made so many mistakes，only their ownroughexperiencenot found.Oh，that is all gone.

I havethought of a goodchange，butas I wasdetermined to make the most ofitwhenI hear，see，I don’twant to knowtoo much.If there is a if，theydid nottell me，Idid notlisten to them，I alsowill not givea goodchange for you.Who knowsI heardaftertheirheartbreaking feeling.You said you likedsb，this is the most Ido not want toknow，likesb seemsallbehoove，yes，Sb was very good，I do not deny，I alsoappreciatesb.Hear them sayaftermeto be calm，Gu，seeminglyindifferent，but in fact it is notreally want tocryout.I think:Oh，forget it.Ido nothave，why should Ichange again，let alonea mistake in the wrong it，Ialways.I havenoyour opinion of me.Then Isuddenlythoughtone at a time，youandeveryone，including sb，they suddenlyone sentence I saidIcouldn’tunderstand:youstill have to pay attention tograsp the opportunity.I think it’s funny，I don’tunderstandthe true meaning ofaword，theyalready know.Whydidn’t you tell me，maybe Iwon’t hurtso deep.How I was，howto putthe blameontoothers，all was mymistake，whoare not wrong，is allmy fault.Not necessary，let the timeto dilute all，is up to you tofinishthebeam-ending，

The ending of the storyis notsad，I do not love you，alsonot blameany one person，onlyyourself to blame.The last sentenceofwhat you say isthank you，and youaskedwhat I mean，I never told you，I don’t want to tell you，no one canknow these twowords containthe deepest meaning.

Fallback，bit by bit，let me howto write it.

Still，thank you，and you.