狠狠的伤过才知道爱过独舞江湖

作者:耿含夜人气:373更新:2021-07-20 16:00:02

    是爱是恨我已经分不清 ,没有了就是没有了,只能把那些回忆留在心灵的最远处!

 在不知觉中和她在一起一年多,心灵上的寄托也完好的放置了一年多 ,我不知道我爱的有的深 ,但我的确伤的很深 。心里的痛我总喜欢放在心里,不愿说出口。曾鼓足勇气说出过那些现在想想还真有点痛心,明知道挽留结果却还要去尝试 ,到最后绝望的那刻,真的失去了所有,再也没有勇气吧那些情通过自己的言语表达出去 ,再也没有那些小孩子般的无所谓。笑觉得是无所谓吗?

  泪水落在他曾经轻吻过的脸颊,留下淡淡的痕迹,最后被风吹干 。不愿用手擦拭 ,只是为了让老天看看我 的痛,只是为了不愿意擦去那仅有的一点点温存 。看着天空,好久没有放晴了 ,一直下的那么猛烈。在雨中默默的感受着雨滴打在脸上的那种冰冷,轻轻的闭上眼睛,用心去体会冰冷的快感。笑了笑 ,不在乎了 ,再也不会有谁再电话中愤怒的”骂着“怎么去淋雨!

   夜里睡在床上,不知道这是第几个失眠的夜晚了,也不知道自己的心痛了多少回了 。无奈 ,最后跑到楼顶大声的发泄自己的不快,最后却静静的坐在楼边,双脚悬空 ,潇洒的喝着金樽美酒,静静的体验那种凉飕飕的感觉,当时我在想从这里跳下去 ,那风吹在脸上是不是更加沁人心脾。夜里的灯光很迷人,曾也有过这种画面。可 。。。 。。。 。。。 。 。。

曾以为自己会是个奇迹,能在距离与时间的作祟下能把爱情经营的很好 ,才发现自己什么都不是,只是个可怜的爱情乞丐,只是个被遗忘的可怜虫。也许我们都没有错 ,错的只是结果 ,错的只是那片天空 。

   曾经狠狠的爱过,今天却深深的被伤。真是个讽刺的笑话。看你走的越来越远,我成了别人的风景 ,我已经没有勇气去追上你了,你累了却没见你为身边的风景听过 。

    回忆还历历在目,身上还留有拥抱的余温 ,可。。 。。。 。

   花前月下,衣带渐宽终不悔,山无棱江水竭乃敢与君绝都发生在我身上;风雨断肠 ,举杯消情愁人去楼空却也发生在我身上,真是纠结的结果,纠结的过程!

  泪水再也流不出了 ,只剩下在心中默默的哽咽。

    没有了就是没有了!

英译版本:

What is love is to hate I have fallen, there is no, I can only leave those memories in the farthest place!

In the middle of the unknown, she has been more than a year, and the horses on the soul have been put more than a year. I don't know if I love, but I have a deep injury. I always like it in my heart and I don't want to say it. I have said that I have a little bit of thinking now, I know that the results of the retaining, but I have to try it, I really lost all the best, and there is no courage to pass my words. Express it, there is no need for those children. Is it indifferent?

Tears fall in his cheeks who have kissed, leaving a faint trace, and finally blown by the wind. I don't want to wipe with my hand, just to let God look at my pain, just in order to wipe it with only a little temperature. Looking at the sky, I haven't been fine for a long time, and I have been so fierce. Feel the rain drops on the face in the rain, gently close your eyes, and use your heart to experience the cold pleasure. Laughing, don't care, no more no one will be angry "" how to rain!

I slept in bed at night, I don't know if this is the night of insomnia, I don't know how much my heart has returned. Helpless, finally ran to the roof, venting his unhappy, but finally sat quietly on the floor, the feet were hanging, and the golden wine, quietly experience the feeling of cool, I was thinking Jumping from here, the wind blows on the face, is it more refreshing. The light in the night is very charming, and there have been this picture. can. . . . . . . . . . . .

I thought that I would be a miracle, I can do very well in the distance and time, I found that I am nothing, just a poor love, just a forgotten poor insect . Maybe we are all unfamiliar, it is just a result, and it is just the sky.

I used to love, but today is deeply injured. It's a satirical joke. Seeing that you are getting farther and farther, I have become the scenery of others, I have no courage to catch up with you, but you are tired but I have never seen you listened to the scenery.

Memories are also in the eye, and there is still a support.Hold the remaining temperature, can. . . . . .

The first month, the belt is gradually widened, the mountain without river is dare to happen to me; the wind is broken, the mugger is going to the building, but it also happens. I am really entangled, entangled out!

Tears can't live again, leaving only silently swallowing in your heart.

Nothing is not!

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