Complex

I always want to make life a poem, sometimes simple, sometimes delicate, but unexpectedly, life has become a song without melody, sometimes unreliable, sometimes out of tune. In these leisure days, I always want to write something and replace the boring life with a little busyness. As a result, when I wanted to write something, the pen could not fall down, so I had to sit in front of the window helplessly, looking out of the window quietly. Sometimes, I get used to using a pen to hold a cup of green tea in a room with only one person, put a light melody, and put all my worries into the pen in a meditation. Some people say that people who like words are emotional and have an affair with loneliness. In this life, I can’t meet each other the loneliest. Encountered, still lonely. In retrospect, those who have experienced, are experiencing, and have not experienced in the light and shadow years seem to gradually become clear in the heart; Those who have gained, lost, and hope, but in the smile, it suddenly faded into scenery. So sometimes, I always look at something sadly and love someone lonely. When the Magnolia blossomed, my heart was silent again: I survived a year firmly. I always want to forget every irrelevant person in my life, and then try my best to remember the person who passed by myself. Just like some time when I always think of someone, then happiness is in the corner of my eyes, and happiness is in my heart. Some people also said: We have a heart, which was once carried in our chest so hot that there was no place to place it. We couldn’t wait to find someone to share the temperature. We never thought that it would cool down one day, it was so cold that we had to tighten ourselves and be careful, fearing that even the only warmth could not be kept. When we were young, we also had the same dream. When I grew up, I found that I could not understand those things because I was young, but I was no longer young when I understood them; That person could only hold hands and depend on each other in a dream. After waking up from a dream, it broke that delicate and beautiful heart. In the days when dreams were stranded, I realized how fragile and powerless language was. Once I suddenly felt that I was lucky when some people came in and made my life sweet inexplicably. However, life was not stable at that time, and we should have used all the time without pressure to make progress and strive to maintain the ability to be independent. However, I chose comfort and began to enjoy extravagance without scruple. When everything you have disappears in front of you, until you can see your naivety clearly. Only then did I realize that I once wanted to live a life as a poem. The simple thought before was so ridiculous now. I have lived for more than 20 years, and it has also been ridiculous for more than 20 years. Walking all the way, searching all the way, but also lost all the way. When there was no one, I still told myself not to cry. You just went back to the time when no one listened. Through the prosperity, every trace of loneliness is not the thinking after the fireworks dance. Therefore, I thought about another kind of life. I was so proud that I couldn’t help watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; I didn’t want to leave or stay, and it was like the clouds outside the sky. You really understand the ridicule of others and yourself. Sometimes I can’t help sighing like this: how tired it is to live! Those unhappy days are like losing yourself and hesitating to find it back. I don’t like this kind of life, and often warn myself not to follow the rules. After a long time of change, I finally met myself again, but I couldn’t see myself more and more clearly. When I suddenly looked back on those years I had gone through, I was surprised to find that what life had given me was not different from others. In the life presented in my vision, everyone is actually the same. What is different is that we lack a calm mind. Therefore, I found hundreds of reasons to convince myself: to live the life you want to live, listen to the songs you want to listen to, see the scenery you want to see, do what you want to do, love the people and things you want to love. Face life with a simple mind. If you can’t put it down in your heart, it will naturally become a burden. The more burden you have, the happier your life will be. Complex love and care, simple heart is easy to be happy. Simple, simple heart, life will be simple, happiness will grow. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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