Such as fish

Time went away step by step without causing dust in my surprise. In a trance, in the mood for love, the youth of water samples has gradually gone away. Standing at the intersection of time, in the dim light, swaying and thinking. The weather is warm, sunny and bright. Flowers, gorgeous, cool, soft. What a season. I am often asked by others, how are you recently? Always smile and answer: good. Only you know the truth. Even if you are in a bad mood, you cannot affect others’ mood. Know their own good. I have heard such a sentence: you can deceive everyone at a certain time, you can also deceive someone at all times, but you must not deceive everyone at all times. Life may be like this. We all know to be honest children, but we always lie a little bit inadvertently. Everyone has his own life and dances in his own world. Playing a unique movement. Or gorgeous, or passionate, or simple, or tragic. Everyone’s life path is different. Some are rough and some are smooth. The scenery along the road is also different. Maybe Flowers fly all over the sky, maybe thorns grow. Whether it is beautiful or not, I will feel it by myself. Guo Jingming said: I finally find that my eyes are too simple to see people. I have never thought about what kind of face is under the mask. I always treat the mask as a face directly, but I forgot that there was always a tearful face under the smiley face mask. Therefore, I dare not jump to conclusions easily to judge whether a person is really happy. Looking at the people coming and going and the bright smiles, it seemed that I saw those unknown sadness hidden deep in my eyes. It is like reading those sad or happy stories. Kimi said: no one has the patience to listen to your story, because everyone has his own words to say; No one likes to listen to you complaining about life, because everyone has his own pain; most people are lonely. The world is willing to listen. There are few people who are used to silence. —— I don’t want to mention my past to others any more. Those loneliness and desolation struggling in nightmares still leave it to time and gradually become indifferent. Therefore, we get used to living with masks. Shuttling back and forth in the crowd, I looked like I was good and invincible. Even though it hurt my heart, even if it was fragile and vulnerable, even if I cried out of control, I still laughed as gorgeous as flowers. Light summer, blown by the wind. The dust of memory will still lose eyes. Light summer is the season of harvest and sadness. It is destined to be the season of memory. Still shallow summer. There is no flashy. No more frivolous. There is no such innocence. Quiet. Very silent. I think of people who have come and gone. The time of chasing and rushing away. Looking at something helpless. Keep the remaining purity. Learn to be independent and say goodbye to your weak self. Life is not only warm, and the road of life will not be flat forever. No one is missing forever. There is no tomorrow that cannot be reached. In light summer, the sunshine is too bright. The weather is too warm. Those remaining coldness in winter should go with the wind after being baptized by sunshine. Time is still flying unscrupulously, and the days are still repeating as if no one else. Everything is still so calm and beautiful. With with the pace of time, in own runway, 1.1 point forward. Looking back on the starting line, looking forward to the end, enjoying the present. I have been trying hard to make myself a girl who is as light as chrysanthemum, as quiet as blue, and as calm as blue. There are so many noises in this world that I always want to find a quiet place for myself. Smile to let what should happen, what should disappear, what should come, what should go, what should be said, what should be closed, what should be guessed, what should be thought, what should be written, what should be stopped, I am still me, I have been here all the time. I have always been that pure child. Pursue beauty, imagine beauty, care for beauty, cherish beauty. I still have the original persistence and don’t like to give up easily. I still keep that sincerity, do not cheat others, and hate others’ cheating. It is still so strong that many pains can be borne by itself and can be borne. Tired, tired, relax yourself. I am busy when I am idle and loose. Sometimes happiness can be very simple, and sometimes it can be very happy. Happiness is really a matter of heart. A person’s happiness and peace depend on the place where his heart reaches. It was a journey for one person, a station for one person. Happiness can be as far as the heart is. Remember the original wish and decide your own happiness. There will be too many unknown journeys sometimes blind in the future. I have been in the sun, smiling and happy all the time. On an unknown journey. Enjoy the imperfect scenery. Still smiling proudly. Along different directions, we stubbornly moved away step by step. Without Athens, Rome, there was no way back. Sweet and Sad youth. We learn to look down upon, learn not to force, learn to hide deeply. Dare not profligate youth. ru yu yin shui, lengnuanzizhi. Do you have a good life? Don’t quarrel or disturb. If you live a good life, you will laugh after crying. If you hurt yourself, you will still be beautiful. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. 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