Even if I have known each other for a long time, I once felt that you were close to whom you were close to whom. Forgotten people have encountered others who cannot be understood. In those magical moments, the rational way of thinking has been turned into a kind of naive, all of which are only because our thoughts are never touched by others.

Recalling my girlfriend in the past ten years, there is a wonderful phenomenon that has always confused me: sometimes because of quarrels and other things. When she shed tears, it would always make me suddenly deteriorate. The guests who entered the wrong house were interrupted by the unpredictable scene. What are you crying?

Through the eyes of pan tears, my eyes straight towards me, and the heartache I felt was my heartache. It is by no means sympathy or compassion, and it can even be a completely uncomfortable uncomfortable uncomfortable. Is the tears meaningful? Where will the power go? In short, I really assume some things from that sight, and it is indeed suffering from this sense of distance. {google}