Love in between heaven and earth

Mar 29, 2018 上海419论坛

I just feel the impetuous hesitation and helplessness in my heart. There is always a vague shadow in my mind. I don’t know who this person will be. I am afraid of the coming of this feeling. I just feel oppressed in my heart. I can hardly calm down to do what I want to do, except for those two deep sighs, what else can I do? My heart is just very messy, everything makes me fret. Love is so close and so far away. I am not sure about my thoughts. What am I really thinking about? The illusory feelings! I really don’t know where my emotional boat will drift? Where is the return date of my heart? In fact, I need someone to care for my fragile feelings. In the quiet midnight, that lingering song often aroused the softest emotion in my heart. Women, in fact, need to find a reliable shoulder anyway. In the journey of life, men are destined to be big trees, while women are destined to be grass. As for the so-called strong woman, who knows how many sorrowful and sorrowful emotional matters behind her? In the immature season, I didn’t dare to say love. I just escaped from the distance, avoiding the gentle and affectionate eyes projected. My heart was just waiting, waiting, my dry heart, longing for the spring of life, emotion is changeable water, but for me, what is that? I hardly have my own thoughts, I don’t know what to do. Besides being busy with three meals a day, I don’t know what deeper meaning life has. My mind is like the withered tree, the slanting branches, longing for the coming of rain, dew and rain. I often feel tired. I don’t know which person to choose is more suitable to be my life partner. I am fragile and needs someone to take care of it. I hope someone can hold up an umbrella to cover the wind and rain sky for me! I hope someone can give me gentle care when I am suffering, sad and frustrated! In fact, I don’t know myself. If I don’t know myself, how can I find the other half who is really myself! I want to express my feelings. Deep in my heart, at that time, I will become a happy bird, shouting happily. In the clear sky, I feel the beauty of life, alive significance. I want to sing and let myself forget the former me in the song. Who is my most real waiting? With whom will it be an immortal legend? Fate, fate, after thousands of years of practice, after thousands of times of hammer, it should be reliable! Is it true that people say that fate comes and goes like water? Looking up out of the window, the weather was very clear, the sun was warm, and there were no white clouds floating in the tile blue sky. And my mood, this annoying mood! Melancholy and boredom just came unconsciously. It invaded my heart for no reason! It makes me feel weak and boring! When I went to the office, what I saw was the bright yellow chrysanthemum, which was put on my desk by the students. I know that students love me and their hearts are pure. There are so many students who love me. I shouldn’t be depressed any more. My heart should be higher and further. Because, I know, there is a kind of love between heaven and earth.

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