每一次都在孤单徘徊中坚强,每一次就算很受伤也不闪泪光,我知道,我一直有一双隐形的翅膀,带我飞,给我希望……——题记一有时候,我甚至相信:只有破碎的东西才是美丽的。我喜欢残垣断壁,枯萎的枝叶,喜欢庭院深深一蓬秋草,喜欢云冷星陨月缺。我 Every time I was strong in loneliness, and even if I was hurt and did not flash tears every time, I knew that I had always had a pair of invisible wings that took me to fly and gave me hope... Inscription sometimes I even believe : Only broken things are beautiful. I like broken walls, withered branches and leaves, like a deep puffy grass in the courtyard, like the cold moon and starry moon. I