Lost

In 2017, in June 14, there was no wind or rain, but the temperature of the weather was strong. In the incentive like fire, the heart is stolen; Not by that person or that thing, but by many people and many things; It is not easy to get back. For example, in the present writing, there are always people standing in front of the writing, jumping in a mysterious way; I was stabbed down by my sword, I came in, and they turned over and stood up again, fan-shaped from the back. Such a state, to be precise, is also normal, because I care too much about them. A part of my mind is given to them first. How can I return to my former self slightly quickly? How can you enter the state of writing easily? What about the state of sincerity, the state of thinking and the mystery of expression? However, the lost child will come back after all, because this is a strong, calm and rational child who has his own pursuit. Although in the night when the music was full of red wine and green, those expressions could devour everyone’s body and mind, he still remembered his white smile and independent posture in all things, or it is also in the ice and snow everywhere, only plum fragrance. Yes, he always sticks to his chastity and loyalty, which is indeed a kind of ability, the ability to believe in production, and inheriting the charm and tenacity of human nature; the toughness in Chinese cultural character is not just endurance and obedience. There are also some lost children who cannot come back. They are often despised and despised by me. This kind of spitting is also convergent, because the abandoned object is inextricably linked with my existence, which is basically related to my survival; This kind of contempt can only be deeply hidden in my heart, although it can’t be as pitiful as the Buddha, at least it can be like a spy entering the enemy’s interior, as if he is in collusion with others, but he is elegant and self-satisfied, just for one road confidence, faith confidence, the tolerance that is necessary to strive for self-confidence, or tolerance. In the dead of night, there was a slight sound outside; Only in the middle of the night could there be such a saying. Only when we understand that we can’t give up the pursuit of faith at any time and anywhere, and we can say that. This is my own warning to myself; I am not only cautious, but also cautious. Seeing laughter, this often lost child, a child who not only drinks alcohol from friends in the night, but also is often alone and not disturbed by people, children who are not confused by alcohol or the so-called Dionysus; Children who think, children who express; Children of human beings. Laugh. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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