When I first entered the society, I tried to get rid of my parents' control, thinking that gold would always shine. I am full of lofty sentiments and think that the sky will fall and hit me. Only in a brand-new world can I get ahead and display my talents and ambitions.
After several years of vicissitudes, I realized that every pearl is a grain of sand, but not every grain of sand can be turned into a pearl. High-spirited, full of ambition, replaced by confusion and depression. Strange cities, away from the loneliness and depression of parents and family, are becoming more and more unbearable.
Gradually willing to be ordinary, no longer ambitious and pretentious. Start to work at sunrise and rest at sunset. In the torrent of years, polish yourself into the hope of life and precipitate indifference and calmness.
Life seems stable, and the pressure of survival gradually disappears. Familiar environment, steadily rising salary, we gradually integrate into the surrounding circles. Occasionally, you come and go, and life becomes interesting.
In the dead of night, to the distant heart, but restless and often act. There is no scenery nearby, so hiking is the best way. However, the life under siege is complicated, and common affairs and family affairs are intertwined. I am entangled again and again, and I am unwilling to let go again and again. Over time, it will eventually become a soap bubble of dreams.
Fortunately, with the Internet, you can know everything in the world without leaving home, make friends all over the world, and fulfill your dream of going far away. The vast network, all kinds of ids, the vast world, all kinds of wonders, plunged into it like a duck to water.
Familiar and unfamiliar circles, sometimes cruel and dark make people feel awe, and sometimes bright and beautiful. Round and round, fate is predestined, stop and go, where is the starting point and where is the end point? Tired, tired, want to find a harbor to dock.
I still like to go to strange places, read my favorite words, make friends I don't know, and scribble. Looking for heaven in wandering and building a warm nest for the soul. Choose a quiet, round a distant dream-I write my heart by hand!
Prose sends the wind to the distance. The distance is a foreign land, Zen in midsummer, blue sky, and the days with you.
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The setting sun on the horizon reflects those clouds, which is particularly conspicuous. A breeze blew and it was cool. I like to feel the breeze on such a day, touch it and feel the distant thoughts under its touch. Miss from different countries, cozy and warm, with a touch of sadness.
It's a different country, a place I can't reach, but it also has your boundaries. I like the midsummer, cicadas, blue sky, pure air and your lovely smile there. I want to set foot on that land, carry a small bag on my back, and follow the bright moonlight you said to find your back. I think it must be a different journey, a different mood, where I won't be lonely or sad.
I want to drift away with the distant breeze, let it take me into that country, into those days when I loved you, and let my thoughts stay in this country like a breeze, and stay with you forever. "The wind is very strong, I miss you," extend my love to your heart, let it bring you a little sadness and leave a tear of love in my heart.
The distant place where the wind blows is the place where I dream, the direction where my eyes will stay forever, and the distant place where I wait for you is the frontier I have crossed. It will be a land where you never have to set foot in your dreams.
Pick up the memory bottle, put on the breeze,
The next second, the wind stopped and the sunset turned into night. See you in a distant dream.
Whenever something bothers me, I always come to the lake, find a flat stone to sit down and quietly look at the beautiful Hongze Lake.
Hongze Lake is not far from home, and you can see her quietly flowing figure in a few minutes by car. Whether there is wind or not, the lake always flows to the distance without hesitation. When it meets the embankment, it flows around the shore, and when it meets the beach, it overflows and will not stagnate because of obstacles. Her mission is to rush forward, and only in the rush can she complete the value of her life.
"Heaven and earth, the inverse of everything; Time flies, a hundred generations of passers-by. " A person's life, like a surging lake, is a magnificent journey between heaven and earth. The lake is clear in constant flow, and life shines in endless travel. And life is a tiny detail in the journey of life, just like a drop of water splashed by a running lake. Although sometimes water droplets will wet your clothes or temporarily stop you from moving forward, the lake will never stop rushing forward. If you exaggerate the fragments and details of troubles in life, you will be bound by these details and weaken the motivation to move forward.
Sitting by the lake, I remembered a story: a young man always felt that his life was very painful, so he went to consult a wise man. The wise man took the young man to an empty place and asked, "What do you see when you look up?" Sky. The young man replied. The wise man said, "I can cover the whole sky with one hand." Young people don't believe it I saw the wise man cover the young man's eyes with one hand: "Do you see the sky now? Some small troubles and setbacks in life, put in front of your eyes and in your heart, will cover the whole clear sky of your life like this palm. Then, you will miss the sun of life. " When I come to the shore of the lake, my thoughts will follow the soup, singing and cheering to the distance.
The wind is coming, coming to you with my full heart. I believe that in the eyes you look forward to day and night, you will definitely see the red roses falling in the wind. This oath of love and loyalty has long been abandoned by promises.
After careful consideration, I finally know that I can't deceive your true and innocent feelings like this any more. In the smile I played for you, I became a white chrysanthemum that didn't want to bloom in autumn. I just want to hide myself deep. In the tenderness I pretended to give you, I became a wasp that cheated others and hurt myself. Use unintentional words and deeds to make you misunderstand and make you affectionate. I stung you with a thorn in my tail, and even stung myself. ...
I don't want you to be a watcher of beautiful lies, waste your true feelings and consume your youth. Although you broke the transparent glass, there will be sharp residue to prick your finger. Please believe that the short-lived beauty is real, and the intentional or unintentional injury is kind. I just want you to have temporary comfort when you are lonely. Knowing that this is just a game and a dream, I didn't expect that you were too deep. Knowing that osmanthus trees can only accompany Chang 'e in the middle of the month. But you are obsessed with running to the moon.
The more stubborn you are, the more heartache and guilt I feel. What kind of explanation can be like a clear spring, dispel your inner desire, make you wake up from your dream and then walk away from me. The more indecisive I am, the more I can make you nervous. The more you are afraid of getting hurt, the more likely you are to get hurt. Delaying rejection can only bring you infinite hope. Continue your fantasy day and night.
I don't want a cold and heartless word to make you turn your back. I don't want your amorous feelings to be as fragrant as flowers around me. How to say love and not love? Let me wander at the crossroads of life. Always fantasizing about the mighty and handsome image of a soldier brother, guarding the frontier of the motherland. I don't want you to be thin and weak. How can a good man aim at the aura of all directions? I have been very busy during your short stay. Although I have hinted over and over again that you are not the prince charming in my dream, you should choose your Snow White as soon as possible. However, you insisted on your initial affection for me again and again.
You are going back to the army, and I will see you off as a friend. Rolling the wheels and waving goodbye seems to be a reluctant emotional drama. The long sound of the train took away your voice and smile, which seemed to take away all my sadness. The mountain of emotion that weighed heavily on me was suddenly moved away, and I fell into a long sleep from my long-term insomnia.
After deep remorse, I picked up a blank sheet of paper and filled all my thoughts with a black pen. Send you a small stamp. The heavy weight inside is full of my voice "I'm sorry" I just want to use my sincerity to get your forgiveness and let us be friends.
My place is still sunny, and the frontier where you are stationed begins to snow. You said that the blossoming snow is like me dancing in front of your eyes, and that flawless snow is all your yearning. Unexpectedly, the snow melted into the most beautiful memory forever, and you, who thought you were the strongest, shed tears for losing me. ...
I was moved by your reply, but it was hatred that hurt you. On a whim, I want to find a soldier brother as my boyfriend, and I bumped into you in a bet with my best friend. This is an unexpected encounter in autumn. Although you are ordinary, a warm heart brightened my eyes, but it soon disappeared in the sky in my heart like a wandering meteor. What I yearn for is a solid star. I just want to meet another shining star in the running sky, just like Vega meets Altair. Rich or poor, I just want two of a kind to appreciate each other.