Wandering

Strolling on the streets of Xi’an in the early morning, the whole road was quiet, just like this sleeping city; The French phoenix tree took pains to set the background for me all the way. I saw the constant light and the posters on the wall, I saw the park bench that kept me and the buildings that stayed in the distance. In the night wind, the hem of my shirt was not very clever. It seemed that except me, it was always quiet here, very neatly. I think I should be a docile animal. Maybe I have sharp edges and corners and non-tender blade, but I try to wrap them tightly and hide them carefully. I just want to be gentle, simple people, make good friends with the world and everyone. If possible, I want to take all your hands and see the outside world together. But my humble people thought that if they had been in my mind for countless times, where are they scattered in the world now, and they forgot when and on the way they came, I can’t see them anymore. The girl who once made me extremely expect for tomorrow will leave this summer. We didn’t say a word or get together. Maybe she only knew me. Maybe she didn’t mean to stay at all. The ending was just right, each other will not become chapters in each other’s stories; But I can’t understand the concise and comprehensive truth. The future she is going to leave makes me become a Gypsy wandering around the world, I tossed and turned on many lonely balconies, facing the complicated world, burning Lanzhou which I had never touched, bitter and sober. Those friends who I want to join hands, long Shu greetings. They are afraid that they are going to forget me. Once we agreed to go together, succeed together and honor together. Now, these childish agreements can no longer be as stubborn as those years, not everything is like what we thought. When the world is aggressive, we will still compromise and retreat. When it calls us to separate, even if our eyes are red, we also separated obediently. After all, not everyone will be together, and no one will be together forever. As for my idea of making friends with the whole world, it also collapsed in the previous days. When a friend spoke to me coldly, I understood again: not everyone would like you. I said I wanted to describe the world, but lost myself in front of it. I was like an innocent painter, drawing portraits for Demons undefensively, but finally I was corroded by demons. Maybe we are all the same. When the world deviates from our imagination, we will be confused, confused, uneasy, at a loss, and even painful. When we find that we cannot carry out our ideas, when we realize our dreams, we are losing ourselves unconsciously and irrevocably. I have never seen many strange scenes in my life. Sunrise can be counted as sunrise. This is my second time to watch sunrise. The last time was on the day after the college entrance examination, the dawn after sleepless night. At that time, regardless of the future and indulgence in joy, what I saw was also a sunrise. In a foreign land, in an ancient city, in this loose and great sunrise, I was inexplicably moved, a touch of receiving degrees, maybe it’s just a painting, as Pang as the sun, as small as me. But we are bathed in the same warmth. We should contact those scattered friends. Forgive me for only complaining. You have your world and your affairs. I understand. It is not necessary to find you. It is not necessary to go together. As long as you know your news, it is enough. I will continue to be bright until everyone likes me. When we want to describe the world, we ‘d better protect ourselves first. We should believe in the world. Even though it is a little different, it is still very beautiful. Spring elimination snow

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