Memory is a deep night, a person standing on the balcony, opening a window, lighting cigarettes, the crisp sound of the lighter in the quiet night seems particularly harsh, dripping rain arbitrarily, light, heavy, drenched a cavity of thoughts. Memory is a strange instinct, thinking that forgotten things, in fact, lurk in the bottom of the mind, a little ripple will arouse the waves. So-called
From the beginning to the present, let go when you are tired, because you are too serious, stubborn, care about knowing that it is a mistake, but you are too deep in it. In the end, you still lose your heart. It is painful to find that what you care about is just self-deception that makes someone feel helpless. Your dodging and patience are enough to make me feel helpless. Fish will die when they leave the water, but there is no fish in the water. It’ll be clearer, I understand.
A little tired of dating, in recent years, five or six times, basically not once, I have such a disgusting face? At the earliest time, when I was a freshman, my family’s relatives introduced one. It’s normal looking, plain-looking. If you add it, you’ll be bored. That’s all. Afterwards, dating, the mentality should be said that it does not matter to find a person to tie the kind of casual, but the day is so unsatisfactory, none of them.
A fireworks festival, drunk this life’s dream, I am pursuing, where are you? I know you’ll always come, so I’ll wait. The city’s smoke and sand, hazy and cold, but I live with affection. Who cares whose heartbreak, who cares who lost feelings, in this prosperous city, everyone is their comfort. If you don’t cherish yourself, you will lose your true feeling. Life will come to the end, but also only
Missing is in the time, the years pass by, the time is very short, the horizon is very far. One mountain and one water in the future, I walked quietly through. If you lose your way carelessly, you should remember that there is a river called rebirth when you fall into the water. In this world, anywhere, you can grow; wherever you go, you will end up. Well, don’t come to me, I won’t go to you. Watch the rest of the years
Often read the autumn wind alone cool, drunk words, who is confused, a layer of autumn rain a cool, a petal of falling flowers a fragrance, like a lifetime from unforgettable, a sad nowhere to hide, a gust of autumn wind blowing, sent away the enthusiasm of summer, brought the refreshing autumn. Red and green leaves, yellow grass, the sky, a row of egrets flying south, this is the unique autumn scenery. The loneliest thing in the dead of night is the cold that the autumn night breeze can’t hide from.
On March 17, 2019, Sunny I was listening to an old song, Chen Sheng’s “Journey”, he sings, when all the waiting has become once, I will tell you many wonderful stories. Hello: Hello, the future boyfriend, first greet you, spring blossoms, temperature suddenly high or low, do not want to be cool and suffer the cold wind at night. Before I wanted to write this letter, I was serious.
Goodbye is always a sad thing. Helplessness, helplessness. On the way to work, a tree on the roadside, full of pink flowers, winter days, blooming so gorgeous, blooming so enthusiastically, blooming so densely. Unconsciously take pictures of the beautiful flowers of this tree. When you have time, open your eyes, and your mood becomes sunny. This flower tree, brilliant time is extremely short, probably
2019. 3. 5. Work for a few words This work is boiled frog-like painful air diffuse lazy taste unlike the military enterprise rhythm is bright, I came out from the first line of production, of course, understand that the immediate solution of the problem is urgent, because many people who have not gone off the production line do not understand that their pain and hatred from time to time there are good and painful days, perhaps a poet may be a person boiling warm water. Frog
By the end of March, another quarter of 2019 passed, busy all the way, running all the way, and forgot a lot of things. Weather: This year’s weather is very strange, is the spring of March, should be the season of birds and flowers, but recently it often rains, has been, rarely see the brilliant sunshine. It rained all day and was wet everywhere. I heard that such weather will affect people’s mood. I don’t know.
2019. 2. 15 Bicycle Chapter recently got on a bicycle, that is, mountain bike. I think I picked a good one. Fortunately, I bought a manufacturer and sent another one. I repeatedly checked the information of the goods purchased by Taobao, and did not say the promotion information of buying one and sending one. So far, the manufacturer did not come to inquire about the situation. I sold him 200 yuan, which is a big deal. Partly already
Looking at Mozhen’s advanced deeds, I feel a piece of chalk, accompanying him on the road of teaching; a sincere heart, accompanying him to walk thousands of miles. The child calls him a kind “Modad”, which he regards as a privilege. There are no magnificent feats, nor earth-shaking bold words. Throughout his life, he has only done one thing – to interpret the word “teacher”. He is the teacher Mo Zhenggao! Soviet Union
Fate is doomed to a person drunk, but how muddy wine love red dust. Three years ago, I was like a poem, like a song, youth is not free and easy. If I hadn’t met you, I might have been as happy as I was at first. Just because of your appearance, I changed my habits and became sad and silent. It seems that I grew up overnight. Man will meet many wrong people in his life, but only one person.
When I went to college that day, I passed a bookstore whose front was not very big, but it was the kind I liked very much. The light was low-key. The dim light reflected the calmness of every visitor. I felt that the people who could walk into the bookstore must have something in common with me. As I was going to attend class, I decided to come back here after class to spend an afternoon of my own.
Xiao Bai, I’m gone. There’s always something I want to say to you. Maybe it’s because I care so much that it’s hard to say anything at will. You have left too many memories in my life. The mountains we climbed together, the sea we saw together, and every corner we visited together are branded in our hearts like marks. I also want to let you go, but I can’t forget the accumulated experience of our life, it dribs and drabs.
Faint, window-facing, single-looking, bustling. It’s sunset, dusk and cool. Ask yourself why it’s so hard to get stuck. Old things, today’s life, bosom friends invite very few. Thousands of stars twinkle when I want to go to thousands of miles of smoke waves. Often present in mind, often intentionally, several times last night. Poor, lovely, relentless and unforgettable
Simple ideal I have a simple ideal, want to have a space of my own before standing. In the season of resuscitation, sow seeds and wait for them to germinate and take good care of them. Calculate the days of maturity, take the dog and cat, experience the joy of receiving goods together; or grow sunflowers, look at flowers in the mist when happy, sit idly and sip melon seeds when unhappy. I have a simple ideal. I work hard.
How many years after PART 1, youth is still going on, there is a person who does not complain about the injury, so I am still waiting, and you are not there. I always dwell on those silent past, one day, turning over the blue announcement, decided to stay up all night insomnia, quiet night, listening to those heart-tearing songs, singers are not me, but always feel sore throat. The subtle yearning of that summer
Everyone feels like this too. When you have insomnia in the middle of the night, you want to find someone to chat with. When you look through all your friends on Wechat, you don’t know who to talk with. Even though you have a lot of meals with one person, you are still just nodding acquaintances. If there is no interest relationship, just like strangers, walking on the street after class every day, a pair of campus couples walking around you is out of date.