离别。
不是最难过的。
难过的是, 回想起的那些回忆。
回忆里有你,现实里没有你。
你的声音还是听得到。
到头來, 才清醒的说, 原来都是自己把你埋在回忆里, 埋得太深刻。
真的, 难过的是, 回忆怎么让人难受, 也不想停止想起。
Monday, March 3, 2014
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If anyone would tell you the shortest, surest way to happiness and all perfection, he must tell you to make it a rule to yourself to thank and praise God for everything that happens to you. For it is certain that whatever seeming calamity happens to you, if you thank and praise God for it, you turn it into blessings.
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