Flying VS Xiaomei

Sitting alone, I can't sleep. Looking at your letter to me, I think about what love is? Is there really love in this world? The more you love, the more you can't believe it, and the deeper you love, the more you dare to believe it.

For you, what else can I do but say I'm sorry? I'm not the man in your mind, let alone the man you can snuggle up for a lifetime. I remember what you said to me. You said:

"I've changed. Now I'm silent like a wounded tiger, or a tiger that is taking revenge." You also said.

"Sometimes, I'm afraid and don't dare to be responsible. I think I can fly in the flowers like a butterfly, and I can freely choose and give up."

"But I still can't get through my own test, so I take care of this and lose the other."

In the past, I was like a cat, a silent and curious cat. Although I always opened my teeth and claws, I didn't have any malice. I was so strong and competitive, kind and emotional."

In fact, I haven't changed. I haven't changed. I admit all this, but I really haven't changed. The former is the real me, while the latter is just the flying that you imagine that hasn't grown up. I think of the tears and pain in the corners of Xiaomei's eyes, which instantly erodes my whole body

A long-lost thing has returned to my eyes

What is true love? Why do you want to be separated when you meet, but you are so hopeful to meet when you are separated? Is this love? Or I don't want to take on this heavy thing! I don't know whether she loves me or not. Maybe the previous love has continued to this day, and sometimes I'm thinking, or there is no love in this world at all. It's just because it doesn't exist, so it's beautiful. Because it's beautiful, so many people want to chase it, and there are more people chasing it, but it's even better...

It is difficult to understand yourself. Do you want to go your own way and let others say it, or do you want to go other people's way and make yourself suffer? Pain comes from life itself. Sometimes I really want to, I really want to ignore everything and be with her. Even if the sky steps down, isn't there still two of us? But I can't. Although I'm happy with her, sometimes I'm also very sad. Although I'm grateful, I don't live a full life. After all, I'm just an employee in her store, a little man who is pitiful because of her pity. I can't face myself now, let alone face her.

Then choose to give up, you can't! Giving up, I'm not so handsome, and I don't want to see her sad, or sometimes I wonder why she is so sad? I wonder why she fell in love with such a small man as me, a virgin man, but the tears are real, so why pay attention to the fragile heart under the tears? I don't want to see her sad appearance. I just want to listen to her quietly, watch her look at me affectionately, holding her and shrinking into my arms. I like this, and only in this way can I know that she really belongs to me, and as long as I leave, it seems that I have never got her!

Maybe this idea is getting weaker and weaker now. After all, she really wants to be with me. She is really willing to do everything as long as she is with me, but I wavered. I'm afraid that once she gives everything, and I will fail her down. Is this a heavier injury? I'm afraid, afraid, I dare not bear her. I'm afraid that I can't get along with myself when I'm with her. I just hope that she can be bad to me. In this way, I may feel at ease, but pain is indispensable. I just hope that her life can live a better and find someone who can really give her happiness. In this way, I may feel at ease, but I can't be sad. I just hope When I see her, I can still see her smile and talk about each other's thoughts. That's what I want, but since we became boyfriends and girlfriends, this wish has disappeared

A good dream woke up in a hurry, and my heart was broken.

From now on, I didn't go to Qiantang Road, and I was afraid of seeing mandarin ducks flying.

Butterfly, the eternal dream in my heart, Xiaomei and Frost are just the two wings of this butterfly. Now without them, I am like a wingless butterfly, and I no longer have the ability to fly in the flowers of love...