You don't remember me, just like you don't remember why you was so good to me.
I won't remember you, and I won't remember why I've been remembering you for so long.
People say a woman need to speak 20 thousands words every day.
And I'm not able to do it even though I've been talking too much to myself every day.
Now I'm writing those down and I just awared that they're all about you.
You're not a good one, with less sympathy , less kindness, less politeness.
You're not the right one , with the over of the spot of time, all meant to be changed.
You shouldn't come to me.
You shouldn't be so perfect for me.
It all was paralyzed there forever.
I want to stop looking back, I want to escape from it, the truth is I can't.
It's strange.
It is so delicate, it is so fragile.
The turn's too heavy for me, I'm trembling.

咦一楼竟然与标题同时出现在首页了啊

u sha bu sha

Hum…

我只看懂了一个女人等于20只鸭子。

你不记得我了，就像你不记得为什么对我那么好。
我不记得你了，我也不记得为什么我一直记得你这么久。
人们说女人每天需要说2万个字。
即使我每天对自己说得太多，我也做不到。
现在我把这些写下来，我才意识到它们都是关于你的。
你不是个好人，没那么多同情心，没那么多善意，没那么多礼貌。
你不是对的那个人，随着时间的流逝，一切都注定要改变。
你不应该来找我。
你不应该这么体育

没有

不好好说话就算了

My English is poor，please use Chinese.

I NO

Why do you speak English? We are Chinese

Can I use “you”？

且夫天地为炉兮，造化为工，阴阳为碳兮，万物为铜

IMO, languages are used for delivering one's emotions. It was not likely, as I believed, that an alternative language would be used to express my strong but strange feelings until I saw a movie. I chose to do that as I paradoxically tried to gain not so many but someone's recognitions on the same movie and share my strong feelings with them. Nevertheless it turned out that my emotions was nothing more than a mere comment where most of the readers in this community would just simply give a glance then move on.