The feeling of emptiness. I used to like wandering, thinking it was a free life, thinking that I could start a new world in a strange place and how good I am.. Later, after so many times of tossing and turning, I discovered that I was so helpless. After getting tired, I want to have a shoulder to lean on. Tired, can have a warm embrace; A group of friends were happy. If a person is wandering and wants to know so many people, it’s not bad to have too many friends, but it won’t be long before he wants to be separated. How can he really treat his friends who are not talkative?? Season after season. How many feelings are no longer so obvious. Very not easy to fall in love with a person who is good to oneself, so don’t want to let go. Very not easy to let oneself get used to different treatment, so love dearly. Very not easy, walk so long. How many more years will stand the burden of the heart, but it is better to get used to it? Being a light person is so difficult. The complicated procedure of bearing, walking and stopping, stopping and walking, when can we truly be safe? The experience without turning point will not be understood. I don’t say anything about your life. I don’t say anything about my life. Everyone cried and everyone understood it.. There is no qualification to talk about who and who. Also have no qualification to complain, only blame yourself for not being well. How I hope my parents will be healthy and safe, how I hope to have a loved one to accompany me for the rest of my life, how I hope to have a good friend to embrace me, and how I hope everyone can be safe and happy.. I love only one person all my life. I can always have a person to accompany me. No matter how far away, I won’t be lonely.. Flowers fall, water accompany wandering more safely; Flowers fall, so wither how quiet; Flowers fall, season after season, and so on until death. Not greedy, not extravagant, she regrets not having that heart, but I think she is so beautiful as that. At this age, in addition to parents, no one has been accommodating to who, no one has been accompanying who. I don’t think that’s realistic. But have you ever thought that if you can accompany a person, feel young, old and true with him, share joys and sorrows like family members, have joys and sorrows, and have ups and downs, it is unusual and wonderful! But . ah, the fallen petal is intentional and the flowing water is merciless.